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[August 30th, 2011]
She'd been spending a lot of time at the waterfall lately. The rave was over, but Rachel could still feel the tremble of the bass under her skin. The hangover was past, but she could still feel the pain of guilt and confusion. She had just wanted to have some fun, let loose for a night and now she was starting to think that she'd ruined one of her closest friendships here on the island.
Not to mention opened herself up to an entirely new avenue of sexuality she'd never considered before.
But at the heart, she thought the sexuality thing wasn't even the important part. Well it was important, but she knew eventually it would take care of itself. She'd just never thought of it before, was all and was trying not to think about it now. The really important part was that she was pretty sure her best friend would never speak to her again and that hurt Rachel more than she wanted to admit. So Gabrielle maybe had a little crush on her? So had Alistaire Stuart, and they'd managed to stay friends, but lately Gabby wasn't even talking to her and that made things worse. She couldn't repair, or work on, or even talk about their friendship if Gabby wouldn't even see her.
Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, Rachel wondered if things really had been simpler back home. Kill Gabriel. Kill the bastards that had killed her family. Sleep with Korvus, who loved her and she... she loved him. At least she was pretty sure she did. The longer she was here, the more she started to doubt that. And did that mean she'd taken advantage of him? Had she taken advantage of Gabby? She didn't want to think that she had. she didn't want to admit that her loneliness combined with the alcohol and drugs and... she'd just gone too far.
But if she couldn't talk to Gabby... she couldn't work it out. God, was there anything Rachel could do right? She looked down at the rolling water and debated with herself before deciding that ultimately, she couldn't make a decision today. If Gabby wouldn't talk to her, she couldn't make amends. And she wasn't home so she couldn't sort things out with Korvus. All she had was today and a deep pool of water just begging to be dove into. Which is what she did, diving with almost perfect accuracy to the center of the pool, trusting that it was deep enough for the dive.
It was, but as Rachel surfaced she realized that diving from such heights had it's disadvantages. Like stripping the tops of bikinis off one's body. Looking around, Rachel tried to see where her top had gone, or if she was going to end up rushing home with her hands as her only modesty.
She'd been spending a lot of time at the waterfall lately. The rave was over, but Rachel could still feel the tremble of the bass under her skin. The hangover was past, but she could still feel the pain of guilt and confusion. She had just wanted to have some fun, let loose for a night and now she was starting to think that she'd ruined one of her closest friendships here on the island.
Not to mention opened herself up to an entirely new avenue of sexuality she'd never considered before.
But at the heart, she thought the sexuality thing wasn't even the important part. Well it was important, but she knew eventually it would take care of itself. She'd just never thought of it before, was all and was trying not to think about it now. The really important part was that she was pretty sure her best friend would never speak to her again and that hurt Rachel more than she wanted to admit. So Gabrielle maybe had a little crush on her? So had Alistaire Stuart, and they'd managed to stay friends, but lately Gabby wasn't even talking to her and that made things worse. She couldn't repair, or work on, or even talk about their friendship if Gabby wouldn't even see her.
Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, Rachel wondered if things really had been simpler back home. Kill Gabriel. Kill the bastards that had killed her family. Sleep with Korvus, who loved her and she... she loved him. At least she was pretty sure she did. The longer she was here, the more she started to doubt that. And did that mean she'd taken advantage of him? Had she taken advantage of Gabby? She didn't want to think that she had. she didn't want to admit that her loneliness combined with the alcohol and drugs and... she'd just gone too far.
But if she couldn't talk to Gabby... she couldn't work it out. God, was there anything Rachel could do right? She looked down at the rolling water and debated with herself before deciding that ultimately, she couldn't make a decision today. If Gabby wouldn't talk to her, she couldn't make amends. And she wasn't home so she couldn't sort things out with Korvus. All she had was today and a deep pool of water just begging to be dove into. Which is what she did, diving with almost perfect accuracy to the center of the pool, trusting that it was deep enough for the dive.
It was, but as Rachel surfaced she realized that diving from such heights had it's disadvantages. Like stripping the tops of bikinis off one's body. Looking around, Rachel tried to see where her top had gone, or if she was going to end up rushing home with her hands as her only modesty.
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Date: 2011-09-07 12:43 am (UTC)"This is definitely coming up in therapy next week." She chuckled as she rested her head against his chest for a moment before getting up to dispose of the used condom.
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Date: 2011-09-07 04:26 am (UTC)"I don't know. I really don't." She told herself that he was getting at least as much out of this as she was. That he might have his own proverbial demons to hide from. Her hand slid over his shoulder, eyes not quite meeting his. "I don't regret this, can't, it felt too good."
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Date: 2011-09-07 05:00 am (UTC)"It was absolutely amazing."
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Date: 2011-09-07 05:22 am (UTC)But she wouldn't say she wouldn't mind it again. She couldn't do that. She wasn't even remotely... there yet. Maybe it could happen again, maybe it couldn't, but she wasn't going to seek it out, she sure as hell wasn't going to ask for it.
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Date: 2011-09-07 05:55 am (UTC)"If you roll over," he murmured, "I give excellent backrubs."
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Date: 2011-09-07 06:05 am (UTC)But she rolled over eagerly enough, laying on her stomach, curious to see how good was good. It was the one thing Xavier's never had and always needed (aside from a consistent and flexible medical staff), a professional masseuse. Because, seriously, how many fewer fistfights would they have with each other if they could come home to a nice massage?
And if he really was good, would Rachel really let him go? The idea of regular... backrubs was almost more enticing than, well, the other.
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Date: 2011-09-07 06:10 pm (UTC)He was more than happy to do it, Rachel looked like she would appreciate it and he got to keep touching her, which was especially nice. It worked out well for both of them.
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Date: 2011-09-08 01:13 am (UTC)"Definitely not complaining."
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Date: 2011-09-08 04:21 am (UTC)"Good, I'd hate to have to stop," he said, moving his hands lower. He could imagine she'd be sore tomorrow, no matter how athletic she was he doubted she was used to working the muscles she had in quite the way she had.
"And if you fall asleep, I reserve the right to crash right next to you."
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Date: 2011-09-08 07:26 am (UTC)...Or would the morning bring more of the afternoon's activities? And would that be worse? God, she groaned, both in the pleasure of his hands on her back and from the sudden quandary she was in.
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Date: 2011-09-08 04:50 pm (UTC)"I'll have to leave pretty early so I can get back to my shorts without anyone seeing," he said, working his hands down to her hips and backside. "So if you'd rather not risk me waking you up when I get up extra early..."
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Date: 2011-09-08 05:40 pm (UTC)She felt a little guilty, but he had given her the out and she knew that's exactly what he was doing. She was actually a little grateful for it, it save the awkward request later. I want you gone before I wake up isn't exactly the nicest concept to put into words. But right now, like this, she was okay if he wanted to stay for awhile.
It made her feel a little less lonely and it put off the moment when she had to confront this insane thing she'd just done.
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Date: 2011-09-08 10:07 pm (UTC)"If you snore though, I might head out even earlier."
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Date: 2011-09-09 04:45 am (UTC)But the accusation made her smile a little. She was still a ball of emotional turmoil, but he wouldn't be able to tell it from the state of her muscles. She was as physically relaxed as she'd ever been, sailing on a sea of post-orgasmic bliss.