( Red loses count of how many orgasms have been had. She does catch the moment Clara becomes visible again, but it's a moment when words fail her. She is too intent with making certain Clara is as deeply and thoroughly fucked as Red is, and it's somewhere in the near future when they're both too tired to fuck any more that Red collapses beside her, sweaty and naked and... happy.
Being happy can be scary. There's always that potential for happiness to break, to be lost. She's not thinking of that though. She only smiles over at Clara with an arm wrapped loosely around her as they tangle in the bed sheets. )
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Being happy can be scary. There's always that potential for happiness to break, to be lost. She's not thinking of that though. She only smiles over at Clara with an arm wrapped loosely around her as they tangle in the bed sheets. )
...there you are.