“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster.”…
[Self-promo because hey look yet another thing I did! I promise I’m going to try and work on Audey this week, and I’ll try to get up starters for the new muses as well tomorrow but in the meantime you guys should drop in and say hello! c:]
//Well it is definitely past my bedtime, so I’ll see you lovely people tomorrow! I’ve got breakfast with family in the morning and work in the afternoon, so I might not be on until evening, and hopefully I’ll be over on Gabe for at least a little to clear up some of the mountain of drafts I’ve been accumulating over there…But at least I managed to be somewhat productive today XD
Deanna glared at Audrey who had her pinned against the wall. Deanna’s eyes were blown wide but she wasn’t budging. She smirked at the other women. “I.Don’t.Beg.” Not this easily at least
Audey grinned, moving up to whisper against Deanna’s ear, “are you sure about that, dear?” She stepped back, smirking, “such a shame, then. I’m sure you’re ever so pretty when you beg.”
Chuck had to hold back a laugh. “Like I said, thanks for the concern, but I really don’t think the people hanging out in some dirty back alley will scare me much.” She had her hunting knife strapped around her ankle. Only her parents and maybe Mary could beat her when it came to a knife fight. She hadn’t been able to get to the guns or else she’d have her 45mm on her as well
Audey crossed her arms over her chest as she looked over the teen, cocking an eyebrow, “well aren’t you a confident little thing. And what makes you so sure you’ve got them all beat?”
“The cutest owl I’ve ever seen.”
“Oh, hush, you’re going to make this little owl blush.”
“Because I need to know if you’ve been sent after the Oberons or my best friend Chanel, and it would be in your best interest to tell me either way.”
“Hmm, and what are you going to do to me if I don’t? You going to make your pretty little blonde friend scream, darling? Are you going to hurt her? Because I have to say, I think it’d be worth quite a bit of pain to see that.”
“Please don’t Audey. It was an accident, I swear. Just leave him be.”
”Well,” Chanel delicately maneuvered herself to sit on Audey’s lower back. She was careful to distribute her weight appropriately and not put too much pressure on her girlfriend’s small frame. “As the princess you deserve to be pampered and spoiled,” she whispered as she leaned forward to press a kiss to her temple. The brunette’s fingers began to slowly massage and knead the tender flesh of her lovers back, trying her best to give her a nice, relaxing treat.
It didn’t take long, however, for her desire to slowly build up within her. Chanel continued with the massage for a few more minutes before letting her hands slide teasingly down Audey’s sides, bending over to pepper kisses on her shoulder blades up to the nape of her neck.
”I love you,” she mumbled against her skin as she continued placing soft kisses, “and I want to marry you.” She wasn’t sure the time was right to drop that kind of bombshell, but she had been waiting for so long and now seemed like a good enough time as ever.
Audey sighed happily, arching her back into Chanel’s hands. She stretched out, feeling hers muscles relax as Chanel worked on her back, clever fingers digging into all her sore spots. She practically purred as she let her eyes slip closed, arms stretched out over her head.
She smiled as she felt Chanel’s hands begin to slide over her sides, and she shifted as she felt the hunter’s lips on her back and neck. She turned her head to watch Chanel from the corner of her eyes.
Audey felt as though she stopped breathing for a moment before she wriggled herself over to face Chanel, staring up at her lover with wide eyes. “Do you mean that?” she whispered, a smile threatening to split her face in two as she sat up, arms wrapping around Chanel’s waist to pull the brunette in closely. “Because if you do then yes, I agree and I would love nothing more than to marry you, Chanel Sinclair.”
“No, Audey! If you would stop walking away from me. Just please, stop. Talk to me?”
“Y-yes,” she answered through shaky, staggered breaths. “It should make you happy because… because if I would have this baby then you’d have to be reminded every fucking day of what I did. The baby would be a constant reminder of my betrayal—— is that something you’d be able to deal with? ‘Cause that’s not something I want.”
Chanel was not sure that it was a wise decision, but she needed Audey’s comforting touch again so she crossed the remainder of the room to collapse next to the distraught blonde. The huntress covered her face with her hands as the shame began to force a new wave of tears to come crashing over her; how could she have thought that it was okay to exclude Dean? She didn’t want to tell him, she couldn’t tell him, but Audey’s point was all too valid. Whether she liked it or not he was just as big a part of this as she was.
“No,” she finally mumbled into her hands. “I don’t want to.” Her hands slowly lowered as her watery gaze locked with equally pain-filled one before her, “can’t you see that I just want to take all of this back? I want it to all be over… I don’t want you or him to have to live with the memory of my mistake. And I am a wreck! Look what I did, Aud! Yours and his lives are ruined because of me.”
The words came out dripping with as much disdain as Chanel held for herself. Deep down she knew in her heart of hearts that she wanted nothing more than to keep the baby and start a family, but she was currently speaking and making decisions out of grief, shame, and contempt.
“It’s a child, Chanel,” she whispered, shaking her head numbly, “regardless of how I feel for you or Dean that doesn’t transfer to your baby. It’s not a reminder of anything, it’s a living being, and I wouldn’t…I wouldn’t ever make you do something like that.”
She curled up tighter on herself as Chanel came over, even though a part of her mind was screaming at her to simply wrap Chanel up in her arms, hold her until all of this pain went away. “I know you don’t want to, and I know this is hard, but you can’t just make this decision on your own.” She looked over at Chanel before glancing back down at her knees, “and not just because it’s Dean’s child, too, but because you just shouldn’t have to go through this alone. It’s hard and it’s painful and there should be people supporting you.”
Audey shook her head again, “Chanel, this isn’t your mistake alone, you know. It takes two to tango, and Dean’s a big boy, I’m pretty sure he knew what he was doing. I could have probably been around more often, for that matter. And nothing’s been ruined. This is a shitty situation, and it hurts, yeah, but life goes on. I’ll get over it, Chanel, and so will you, and so will Dean. No matter what kinds of decisions you’ve made, you haven’t ruined anything.”
”What is this? my Hogwarts letter has finally arrived?”
“Do I look like an owl to you?”
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