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Tweak says, "IT GOES IT GOES IT GOES IT GOE"

Jesse Custer (cowboy_god) wrote in we_coexist,
@ 2009-03-12 17:49:00

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elle bishop, jesse custer

In the aftermath (Elle)
How many days had passed?

Jesse and Elle had ended up back at his apartment, in bed. He'd known that they would. They way that the Cupid thing seemed to infect people led to instant love. Not just lust. Lust was different. Lust, people could control better. Logic could still seep through. But love, you wanted to give yourself over completely.

Mere hours after they'd arrived, spent some time together, the feeling had worn off. There was no longer that love there. But it didn't mean that Jesse had any intention of kicking Elle out. She was pretty, she was sassy. She was a strong woman. And as long as she was into it, it was absolutely no issue for Jesse to continue either.

She was a female, he was a male.

Made all the sense in the world to him.

Of course, he was waiting for her to realize that they weren't in love with each other anymore. He stood in the kitchen, wearing only pants, making coffee. Sooner or later, since she was alone and not being ravaged again and again to keep her mind off of it, her mind was going to get to wandering, and she was going to figure it out.

What would she say then? How would she take it? Blame him? Be embarrassed? Hate herself, hate him, hate them both? Claim she'd wanted no part of it? Of course all the bad things went through his head. He was a preacher. It had been taught into him to think that the world was a dismal place filled with vile things.

Maybe it wouldn't be all that bad.

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i_shock
2009-03-13 12:34 am UTC (link)

Well, the last couple of days, it had been days hadn't it? Had been.. something else. Elle couldn't remember the last time she felt so good. Ofc ourse it'd been perfect at first, and then better after that. Way better. No real attachments keeping her from enjoying a man the way she certainly liked to enjoy a man. No work to keep her busy and away most days. No daddy watching over her shoulder. The days had melted together between bedsheets and warm embraces.

And amazing sex.

But that didn't NEED to be said. Cause duh. Anything with her was amazing.

But when he was gone for awhile, her mind started to wander. She did have things she should have been doing. And that warm.. loving feeling was gone. Of course, that didn't mean she didn't like him. He was good looking.. and interesting. He had powers, she could use powers on her side. But then.. She'd mentioned, told, blabbed secrets and things.. And she said she loved him she knew she did. But she didn't love him. She lusted, she liked.. this was..

She was naked and in his bed and she could smell coffee. She needed to get up. She needed to get dressed. But it felt good to be wanted. No one ever stuck around her long. Peter had left her. They all left her. They all destroyed her. They didn't like her. Jesse seemed to like her. Elle was all sorts of confused. Play it by ear. Be the agent you were meant to be. She slid on her panties and threw a button up shirt that certainly wasn't hers on. Well, he'd seen her naked and seemed to like it, showing skin meant nothing.. right?

She wandered out, pushing her fingers through her hair and ended up in the kitchen. If he acted weird about it, she would act embarrassed. If he still wanted her, she felt okay about that. Unless he said he loved her, cause then she had to tell him the truth right.. or.. lie about it and get him on her side. yeah. Elle nearly shocked herself because she was thinking so hard. A static crackle sounded behind him and Elle clapped her hands together.

"Um. Mmm Coffee." She smiled.

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cowboy_god
2009-03-18 09:52 pm UTC (link)

He turned and smiled at the sound of her voice. She looked a little lost, but he wasn't going to bring it up. He could lay it down to the loss of feelings and the confusion over that.

She certainly did look nice in his shirt though. She was small enough that it hung low, giving him something to imagine under there, and he could. He'd seen her. He'd liked what he'd seen.

Jesse poured the coffee into two mugs and brought them over to the part of the counter that had the sugar and milk set on it.

"Didn't know what you'd like, so I just got it all out. Can make ya some eggs too, if yer hungry." He nodded back at another section of counter that had stools. He supposed it was sort of an island, the way it sat away from the rest of the kitchen. But weren't islands in the middle somehow? Damned home design. He didn't know a thing about it.

Jesse poured a tiny bit of sugar into his mug, in the mood for the sweet flavor. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at Elle.

"Ya ain't gonna freak out on me, are ya?"