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[wasplisbeth]

It is late at night and I can't sleep.  I dozed off earlier but that didn't last long, the shut off switch on my brain flicked back to on and now it's going full force.  Whirling in my ears like a well oiled machine.  My bare feet feel good on the floor it's a momentary distraction from my thoughts.  Ava Graves, Bobby, Ava Graves.  It's a sick

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[wasplisbeth]

Slipping down the stairs she blinks at the glare of the TV and the light that it produces. It didn't wake her up, not he sound not the light, but she has come to the conclusion that sleeping without Bobby Goren just seems wrong now, like she can't do it. It makes her frustrated and feel a little weak. As much as she loves him there is a part of her that is still terrified of loving him. As much as she needs him that part that was mentioned before is terrified of needing him. As soon as you need and love someone there is a weakness in your armor and now she feels weak all over.

Climbing up on to the couch she immediately presses into him, wrapping her thin arms around his middle as best as she can and putting her head on his broad chest. He is so good and soft, so warm. More please.

[wasplisbeth]

Nodding against his shoulder she rubs her cheek there and then rubs the rest of her on him like some sort of Swedish kitty cat, less hair and everything. She is not sure where the rubbing comes from but he feels good and she wants his scent on her, or maybe she just wants more of his hands on her. She was so tired when they got up to bed, she was pretty sure that she waned sex at some point but when her head hit the pillow she was just out for the count. Which kind of sucks because she was really looking forward to sex, that's how it usually is with them.

[wasplisbeth]

"My brain started working and it woke me up." Lifting her head she nuzzles at his cheek and then rubs her cheek up against his before giving him a light kiss on the mouth. "I sleep better when you are in bed with me." Sitting back a little on his thigh she rubs the sleep out of her eyes and looks at him.

[wasplisbeth]

"I have been distracted," she finally admits even after he confesses that he could have watched some TV upstairs. "I get to working and I get tunnel vision, that's fine when I am alone but it's not fine when I am with you." She's been working, she has been distracted and she has been distant and she is trying to apologize. Even with all of that she is not willing to admit to him what she has been working on. She doesn't want him to know or to be involved in something that might get him in trouble.

Though, really now, it may be a little illegal but it's all true, everything she's found out about Ava Graves. Oh yeah the actual apology, "I'm sorry, Bobby."

[wasplisbeth]

"That's been what?" Leaning forward she moves to drape across his chest once again, her head on his shoulder her arms over his sides as she takes in a deep breath and rubs herself against him. Has he been distracted? Maybe, she can't tell, she's been distracted so she couldn't pick up on that. What she thought was that he was upset, she sees hurt coming and wants to protect him from that. It's so weird being able to go to someone with this and o be held by them.

[wasplisbeth]

"It's okay," she tells him simply, to be distracted. Off, though she doesn't see him as off, when he can't get out of bed in the morning, that's off. He wraps his arms around her and she closes her eyes and sighs against his shoulder silently. When he pulls back from the kiss on the crown of her head she turns her head puts her lips against his. Another kiss and another kiss after that. He tastes like what he was drinking when she came down. He feels soft and good, his lips are soft and his beard his itchy against her cheeks and lips and she likes that.

[wasplisbeth]

Her fingers move through the soft hair at the side of his head, brushing it away from his temples as they kiss. She likes kissing him, likes the feel of his lips and likes the knowledge that he only kisses her and she only kisses him. It's a good feeling that helps her relax and turn her brain off for awhile which is something she wants instead of too much time thinking about annoying shit. So she will make out with him on the couch in front of a low volume TV.

[wasplisbeth]

Giving his cheek a soft touch she smiles and then nods before slipping off of his lap and standing up. Stretching she twists and cracks her back before moving away from the couch to head upstairs to bed. Bed is a perfect idea, that means that he is on his back, or, if she plays her cards right, on top of her.