When they finally stopped Anni rested her forehead against Charli's, "I don't think I'll ever get used to that."
The feeling made her dizzy, her stomach dropped and this warm feeling spread around her core. She'd never felt it before but all she knew was that she liked it.
Charli smiled, tracing the initials on the back of Anni's neck, "I think I wanna do that, every day for the rest of time."
Anni agreed, she never wanted this to end. Could they really make this work?
Anni sat down on the bed, Charli was still on her lap, one leg on each side of Anni, "I'm gonna go shower, I don't wanna get in bed covered in this crap."
Charli nodded, her mind starting to wander.
Anni tensed up, the smaller girl's thoughts had turned a little calmer now but her mind was on to showering with Anni.
Anni was caught, she wanted to have Charli all over her, but what if she didn't like her without clothes on?
Anni knew it wasn't a pretty sight, she'd stared at herself in the mirror for years, repulsed by the amount of scars and burns her body had.
It was a patchwork mess, her healing abilities caused all the wounds to close quickly but left her body littered with these white marks from where she healed. Then there were the burns, and the gunshots,she knew Charli was aware of them, but seeing it in person is a different story.
"I don't think you'll like what you see," she whispered, deciding to face it head on.
She might be used to seeing this crap in the mirror everyday but someone looking on? Even Magnus still cringed a bit when he remembered what happened.
"And what if I do?"
Well Anni couldn't really argue with that, she'd have to see for herself how bad it really was.
So after weighing up her options, Anni made up her mind.
"Come on then," Anni said quietly, standing up, still carrying Charli.
She sat her down on the bathroom counter, kissing her gently.
Anni stood back slightly as Charli's eyes wandered all over her in the light.
Her hair was tied up, her face was dirty with oil and dried blood, "I hope that belongs to someone else," Charli whispered as she stroked Anni's cheek.
Holy hell she looked hot right now, she had blood all over her, face, neck, hands. Then the black arks from soot and oil were interlaced with the blood.
Charli bit her lip, looking her up and dawn, the war feeling spreading down from her stomach to between her thighs. She wanted to press her legs together but ani was currently in between them. So she settled for biting her up harder.
"Yeh, it's not mine," she said chuckling slightly at this whole situation.
The most beautiful woman she'd ever seen was sitting in front of her, cleaning someone's blood off her face and enjoying it, a little too much.
Anni could hear what Charli was thinking and while she didn't really understand it all, she got the jist of it. Anni covered in someone's blood, fighting, the cold calculated voice earlier all drove Charli wild.
Charli hadn't even asked what happened. She was thinking about it, but she didn't want to force Anni to talk until she was ready.
"He's dead."
Charli nodded, never taking her eyes off Anni, "good, he deserves nothing less."
Anni raised an eyebrow at her but just nodded slowly.
