Brenda/Sharon: Make Me Forget
Requested by AuthorJazmyne.
Brenda got her confession. She always did. But just like after every other case, she still felt numb, drained, her faith in humanity waning.
“Make me forget,” Brenda’s voice was wavering, her fingers shaking as she forcefully undid the buttons on her blouse. She took Sharon’s hands in her own, gently guiding her to join her on the bed.
Sharon was silent. They needed no words, no sentiment in this moment. Brenda simply needed to feel again. Sharon understood, and Brenda could see it in the green depths of her eyes - it wasn’t comforting words or a warm embrace she needed, it was this, the here and now.
“Please.”
Sharon obliged, moving over to straddle the blonde, her mouth moving roughly against Brenda’s.
She would help her forget, even if it killed her. Even if it took every ounce of unrequited love that she felt for Brenda, she would help. Because that’s what you do when you’re in love.
Brenda got her confession. She always did. But just like after every other case, she still felt numb, drained, her faith in humanity waning.
“Make me forget,” Brenda’s voice was wavering, her fingers shaking as she forcefully undid the buttons on her blouse. She took Sharon’s hands in her own, gently guiding her to join her on the bed.
Sharon was silent. They needed no words, no sentiment in this moment. Brenda simply needed to feel again. Sharon understood, and Brenda could see it in the green depths of her eyes - it wasn’t comforting words or a warm embrace she needed, it was this, the here and now.
“Please.”
Sharon obliged, moving over to straddle the blonde, her mouth moving roughly against Brenda’s.
She would help her forget, even if it killed her. Even if it took every ounce of unrequited love that she felt for Brenda, she would help. Because that’s what you do when you’re in love.