[PART TWO] THERE’S ROOM ENOUGH IN THE PILE FOR BOTH OF YOU, BUT JUST BARELY. EVERY SPOT WHERE HIS BODY IS PRESSED TO YOUR OWN FEELS COMFORTING AND COOL, SOOTHING THE HEAT THAT HAD BUILT UP JUST UNDER YOUR SKIN. YOU RESIST THE URGE TO PRESS YOUR BURNING CHEEK TO HIS CHEST. YOU’VE ALREADY DEBASED YOURSELF ENOUGH TONIGHT. “you really shouldnt a run off like that" "WHAT, YOU WANTED ME TO DIG MY HEELS INTO THE GROUND AND DRAG EVERYONE INTO ANOTHER HALF HOUR OF POINTLESS BACK AND FORTH?" "but you wwerent evven wwrong though and you wwould havve heard me tell them as much if youd stayed" YOU DON'T SAY ANYTHING TO THAT, BUT HE SEEMS TO BE ABLE TO HEAR HOW LOUDLY YOU'RE THINKING. "if cant trust me to havve your back then wwhat am i supposed to do you didnt evven come to me yourself i had to come find you" HE'S RIGHT, AND OF COURSE HE KNOWS HE'S RIGHT. "I'M SOR–" "stop i didnt come to get an apology from you i came to make sure youre okay" YOUR TEETH DIG INTO YOUR LIP AS HIS COOL FINGERS WIPE AT YOUR WET CHEEKS. "so are you okay" YOU'RE BETTER NOW THAT HE'S HERE, BUT YOU DON'T TELL HIM THAT. YOU JUST NOD. "good" YOUR EXHAUSTED PAN STARTS TO SLOW AS YOUR MOIRAILS FINGERS COMB THROUGH YOUR HAIR IN CALM, SHORT STROKES. YOUR EYELASHES ARE STILL DAMP, BUT YOUR CHEEKS ARE MORE OR LESS DRY WHEN YOU FINALLY SUCCUMB TO THE URGE TO REST THEM AGAINST HIS CHEST. THE STEADY PUMPING OF HIS PUSHER LULLS YOU THE REST OF THE WAY TO SLEEP. #IMCOMING #ERIDANWEEK #RPF #ERIDANXREADER #PALEROMANCE

