[Nat doesn't like the feeling either. That disquiet that curls inside of her, lingering things that were more obvious when she wasn't so tight and controlled. It was easy to play the woman who was comfortable with everything when there was nothing real to it, when the way people looked at her and talked about her was just another layer of lies.
Her fingers tighten just enough to make it difficult for him to breathe through her fingers, leaning back in, her breath against his skin.]
Why Wash? Anyone else and I wouldn't have cared.
[It doesn't feel like giving much away because he's too sharp to have not picked up that much. And she needs to shift the focus back to Wash because the anger is easier. Although no matter how angry she is she's not going to drug him so he doesn't know his own name of watch his blood spill or steal secrets and watch as he grasps for excuses as his friends turn to wolves. He's useful to the Barrayarans, and she'd picked her side. So she wont kill her, wont ruin him even if the temptation lingers in dark places she doesn't admit to.
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Her fingers tighten just enough to make it difficult for him to breathe through her fingers, leaning back in, her breath against his skin.]
Why Wash? Anyone else and I wouldn't have cared.
[It doesn't feel like giving much away because he's too sharp to have not picked up that much. And she needs to shift the focus back to Wash because the anger is easier. Although no matter how angry she is she's not going to drug him so he doesn't know his own name of watch his blood spill or steal secrets and watch as he grasps for excuses as his friends turn to wolves. He's useful to the Barrayarans, and she'd picked her side. So she wont kill her, wont ruin him even if the temptation lingers in dark places she doesn't admit to.
Give her blood on the air over hurt any day.]