Tobias' endless patience with the episodes seems to make him even more irresistible and as much as I want to run away, it draws me in closer. He pushes his back against the head of the bed frame, and pulls me onto his crossed legs. I don't resist, this is a ritual we've been performing for weeks and I'm slowly opening up to it, and almost waiting for the next session. But I know the nightmares have to come first. Gently, he tugs my shirt from around my waist and lifts it over my shoulders. The act of intimacy should terrify me, but I'm in such a state I can't begin to comprehend what he's doing. Tobias runs his fingers softly along my shoulders, down over my ribs cage and wraps his arms around my sides. It's the same touch from years ago, the same touch as when he caught me when I slipped climbing the Ferris wheel. I know what he's doing now, and he knows I understand. After every movement, every massaging stroke, his hands end up clasping my sides and I begin to slowly unfurl. I stretch my legs out, wincing as I do. The muscles have been so tight for so long they're stiff. Stiff. I almost half laugh at my own joke. Tobias deftly wriggles out from underneath me, and I sigh at the inevitably of his suggestion to attempt sleep. I shudder, and pull myself under the covers, which aren't pleasant because they're clammy and cold from my nightmarish sweat. I feel his hands, one dips under my hip bone, the other runs up my ribs again. They pull me closer into his space, and I feel the tension ebb further away. Pushing his lips slowly against the soft skin under my jaw, I shut my eyes, and somehow, possibly, maybe sleep seems achievable. He pulls away slightly, removing his kiss, and I moan in protest. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," He mutters wrapping his arms tighter round me. "You're safe."
I know I am. I just wish I felt it.
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10 foot fall
Dla nastolatkówWhile the past haunts Tris, she's plagued by her future. Tobias struggles to deal with her, and his future starts to become all too like his past. Maybe it's time for the relationship to fall.