[ He pulls her close, and she lays them both back against the rest of the chair, his legs extending past her feet and her head resting on his shoulder. Were he not slim, and she not so small, and neither of them comfortable enough with the other to lay this way, the chair wouldn't be able to hold them. Athessa puts her hand over the stars again, feeling his heartbeat through her palm. ]
You deserve the same, though I think we could deal with just being treated like people, huh.
tw: sexual and mental abuse
You deserve the same, though I think we could deal with just being treated like people, huh.