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sluttylyingliar"Come on kid, up and at 'em, we're going to school."
They're late, as usual but whatever, Danny will get over it. She slings Jess up on her hip and grabs his bag, slipping sunglasses down to brace against the bright island sun and walks...directly onto a dirt road.
"No," she chokes, freezing as Jess starts to cry from the sudden shock. She whirls around, finding nothing but mountains and woods and where the fuck are they? She can't do this. She can't be by herself. Goddammit Danny. It was just her, she'd give up. She'd just curl up and die right here but Jess is crying and it's fucking winter and she's in shorts and what the hell are they going to do?
She walks for nearly an hour, having given up her summer scarf to Jess, now down to shorts and a tank and unable to feel her fucking face. The first thing she sees is a trailer. It looks bad but Jess is getting quiet and still and there's no other choice.
She knocks and nearly runs for it when a half naked, clearly drunk asshole answers, leering at her in a way that makes her skin crawl but for the fact that he offers a glimmer of hope. "What the hell do you mean, bitch? You're in Harlan." It takes twenty minutes of begging and letting him feel her up while Jess sleeps on the dirty couch before he'll call "that asshole Marshal, yeah I know him."
It might not even be her Raylan. He might not know who the hell she is but it's still Raylan. He'll get her out of here.
The phone rings as she presses herself against the corner of the trailer, eyes flickering between her sleeping kid and the man who keeps inching closer to her.
They're late, as usual but whatever, Danny will get over it. She slings Jess up on her hip and grabs his bag, slipping sunglasses down to brace against the bright island sun and walks...directly onto a dirt road.
"No," she chokes, freezing as Jess starts to cry from the sudden shock. She whirls around, finding nothing but mountains and woods and where the fuck are they? She can't do this. She can't be by herself. Goddammit Danny. It was just her, she'd give up. She'd just curl up and die right here but Jess is crying and it's fucking winter and she's in shorts and what the hell are they going to do?
She walks for nearly an hour, having given up her summer scarf to Jess, now down to shorts and a tank and unable to feel her fucking face. The first thing she sees is a trailer. It looks bad but Jess is getting quiet and still and there's no other choice.
She knocks and nearly runs for it when a half naked, clearly drunk asshole answers, leering at her in a way that makes her skin crawl but for the fact that he offers a glimmer of hope. "What the hell do you mean, bitch? You're in Harlan." It takes twenty minutes of begging and letting him feel her up while Jess sleeps on the dirty couch before he'll call "that asshole Marshal, yeah I know him."
It might not even be her Raylan. He might not know who the hell she is but it's still Raylan. He'll get her out of here.
The phone rings as she presses herself against the corner of the trailer, eyes flickering between her sleeping kid and the man who keeps inching closer to her.
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Date: 2014-01-17 01:22 am (UTC)"Only if you're coming in here to fuck me. Because it's been six months and I haven't really come in a goddamn long time."
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Date: 2014-01-17 09:37 pm (UTC)She is a sight for sore eyes, and Raylan can't help but stare at her for a moment. He pulls his tie undone through sheer muscle memory. Unbuttons his shirt.
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Date: 2014-01-17 11:03 pm (UTC)"I'd try and picture you, when I did this to myself. I'd try and think of every detail and scar and I was starting to forget some of them."
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Date: 2014-01-18 02:36 pm (UTC)Pants quickly follow and then he's stepping under the shower with her, the warm spray across his shoulders, her slick skin against his chest when he pulls her closer.
"Well, here I am," he says, with a faint smile. "Time to relearn."
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Date: 2014-01-18 06:21 pm (UTC)"I need your hands all over me. I need to feel claimed, Raylan."
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Date: 2014-01-19 02:01 pm (UTC)That's a challenge that he's pretty sure that he can rise to. He leans into the kiss, skimming both hands up her sides to squeeze her tits, rubbing his thumbs across her nipples as he nips at her bottom lip.
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Date: 2014-01-19 04:49 pm (UTC)"I'm already so wet for you," she breathes. "God, Raylan, no one has touched me for so long. Make me yours, okay? I need it hard."
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Date: 2014-01-20 06:47 pm (UTC)"Tell me more about that, darlin'," he murmurs, mouthing across her skin, pressing kisses against her jaw. "Tell me all about it."
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Date: 2014-01-21 05:38 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-01-25 02:33 pm (UTC)He lets her direct his hand, slipping it down between her legs, brushing his fingers against her clit, rubbing firmly.
"I can arrange that," he murmurs, bending to kiss her and, this time, it's rougher, more emphatic.
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Date: 2014-01-27 05:03 am (UTC)"I can't wait. We'll do slow tomorrow, baby. I need it now."