|Atë (recklessate) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2016-10-18 19:21:00
|Entry tags:||ate, charon, makaria|
WHO: Ate, Charon, and Makaria
WHEN: Tuesday morning
WHERE: Charon's apartment
WHAT: Awww, it's DOMESTIC. And TROUBLE.
WARNINGS: just brief mentions of violent (consensual) sex
The first time Ate had visited Charon's apartment, she had smashed his window and climbed inside, shedding clothes as she went and making herself comfortable in his bed with a bottle of whiskey. And then when he had come home and found her he seemed surprised - for a moment - and then completely unsurprised.
Ate thought that was probably a good sign.
She left him a few hours later, both of them covered a little more in bruises and very happy.
(The next time she saw him, Ate pressed the flat of her palm against his cheek, putting her fingers over the almost-bruise her last slap had left there. Then she'd grinned and kissed him fiercely.)
Charon gave her a key only to get her to stop smashing his windows. Said he couldn't afford to just keep fixing it anytime she felt the need to drop by.
So now she came and went as she pleased, showing up to fuck her ferryman and rile him up until he shoved her against a wall. Ate knew the neighbours must have hated him by now.
But this time when Ate opened her eyes in Charon's bed, she realised she'd fallen asleep there. This was a first. Ate never slept over, just fucked and sometimes ate and then took off into the night with promises she'd be back to make him beg. (She always kept her promises.) She blinked in the late morning light and noted that Charon's arm was flung across her stomach as he slept as well. She turned her face slowly to look at his.
Ate smiled a little.
Then, because shit was already done, Ate rolled over to be closer to Charon, snaking an arm around his waist and then kissing him on the lips.