Jimmy Proudstar (little_jim) wrote in devolve2, @ 2011-05-08 23:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | james_proudstar, raven_darkhoelme |
Raven
Jimmy relaxed against the bed, tucking one his his massive arms behind his head. His dark skin glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, his long black hair in complete disarray. The young Apache closed his eyes, taking a moment to recover from the overstimulation. Afterwards, he was very hypersensitive, even for him. His own heart sounded like rumbling thunder in his ears, every breath like the hissing of a geyser, every nerve twitching from too much stimulation.
It was one of the reasons he enjoyed Raven. In many ways, she was a relief from his overwhelming world of too much sensation. In her usual form, she was a nearly complete sensory void with no real scent or taste, and so very, very quiet in almost all her movements. Her blue skin was smooth and soft, yet underneath it she was definitely solid. That was very comforting on its own. He couldn't break Raven without trying very hard. Which he would never do.
In others, she offered sensations no one else could. The shapes she could take were fascinating. The scales she had 'shown' him the night Tabby had blinded and deafened him had been haunting the back of his mind since that night. He wanted to actually see them. Touch them again. While he spent so much of his time purposely avoiding casual contact, when he was alone with Raven, it had long ago become obvious what a sensation junkie Jimmy was. An addiction she seemed to enjoy feeding.
Or at least teasing him with. Like she had that night with the scales. When he had recovered from the oversensitivity, he would ask her. She wouldn't have 'shown' him them at all if she hadn't wanted him to know about them.