He bites her shoulder and she hopes he can taste the filth that's accumulated there.
"Think they've got some kind of plan? That they'll rescue you?" She isn't numb from exhaustion, her skin is on fire. The paths of his hands are seared into her skin and her muscles itch underneath.
Laura hasn't slept since the last injection they gave her.
"Think they need a broken little school teacher weighing them down in this war?" Cavil's fingernails dig into her knee.
His rhythm always chafes and she thinks she can hear her blood boil when it drips off her thighs.
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He bites her shoulder and she hopes he can taste the filth that's accumulated there.
"Think they've got some kind of plan? That they'll rescue you?"
She isn't numb from exhaustion, her skin is on fire. The paths of his hands are seared into her skin and her muscles itch underneath.
Laura hasn't slept since the last injection they gave her.
"Think they need a broken little school teacher weighing them down in this war?" Cavil's fingernails dig into her knee.
His rhythm always chafes and she thinks she can hear her blood boil when it drips off her thighs.
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