Edmondia: and sheSeto is of course still traumatized
Edmondia: poor girl
EnsTren: *pats her*
Edmondia: *gives her chocolate*
EnsTren: *and icecream*
Edmondia: *and her yami for massages and cuddling*
EnsTren: *hot baths*
Edmondia: definitely
Edmondia: perhaps a phone as well
EnsTren: for what
Edmondia: to call Mai and or Anzu to sniffle at
Edmondia: Mai to ask questions, presumably
EnsTren: would she admit to her stupid thing?
Edmondia: considering how nervous she was about it, I think she'd have questions
Edmondia: plus, you know, ow.
Edmondia: good thing he just used fingers
Edmondia: he's treating her like glass
EnsTren: she feels like glass
Edmondia: he's cooing
EnsTren: she's playing with the sheets
Edmondia: he's curled up with his head on her tummy and is crooning softly to her
Edmondia: just being very very very gentle
EnsTren: She's fiddling still
Edmondia: he's murmuring softly and stroking her sides slowly
EnsTren: She twitches a little
Edmondia: A kiss to the skin just beneath her breasts.
EnsTren: She twitched.
Edmondia: Another kiss.
EnsTren: TwitchTwitch.
Edmondia: "Ssh, baby..." Slow lick down to her bellybutton. "Ssh, it's all right..."
EnsTren: She whines and scooted away.
Edmondia: "Seto..." He slid after her and draped himself over her tummy again. "Sorry, baby."
EnsTren: She looked away.
Edmondia: He stroked her side slowly, nuzzling her tummy.
EnsTren: She was sad.
Edmondia: "Sorry, honey."
EnsTren: She wouldn't look at him.
EnsTren: But wondered why he bothered.
Edmondia: He kissed her tummy softly, slowly running his fingers up her sides. "Do you hate me now?"
EnsTren: "Hate me."
Edmondia: "Why do you hate yourself, baby?"
EnsTren: "Because."
EnsTren: "I'd thought that would be obvious."
Edmondia: "...I'd rather you hated me, baby."
EnsTren: "No. Not you, I'm the one that was dumb and stupid."
Edmondia: "Why were you dumb and stupid, baby?"
EnsTren: "You know, I don't want to say it."
Edmondia: He kissed her tummy softly. "I love you, Seto."
Edmondia: "And I love what you gave to me."
EnsTren: She was silent, "I wish I didn't."
Edmondia: "I understand," he said softly, reaching up to brush his fingers over her lips. "I understand, baby, and that just makes you seem more precious to me."
EnsTren: "I don't understand now."
Edmondia: "What don't you understand?"
EnsTren: "Why you don't hate me, why you don't want more."
Edmondia: "Why would I hate you?"
EnsTren: "Because."
Edmondia: "Because you trusted me enough to give yourself to me?" he smiled gently at her.
EnsTren: "But I wish I didn't."
Edmondia: "Seto, I understand that," he sat up, leaning over to touch her cheek. "And that just makes me even more grateful."
EnsTren: "Why?"
Edmondia: "I love you," he said, and bumped noses with her, "I love that you could make yourself do that for me, you make me feel so special..."
EnsTren: "I..." She hesitated and looked miserable. "I did it to reward you."
Edmondia: "...explain."
EnsTren: "You were good and nice."
Edmondia: "..."
EnsTren: "And so wonderful to me and made me feel nice and I had nothing else to give you that you wanted."
EnsTren: "And... I thought it would make you happy."
Edmondia: He touched her hair, stroking her cheek delicately. "...you probably shouldn't have done that, my love."
EnsTren: She leaned away from his touch.
Edmondia: "...Seto," he sighed, and leaned down to kiss her nose.
Edmondia: "Don't run from me please?"
EnsTren: She would not look at him.
Edmondia: He cupped her face in his hands and leaned down, kissing her mouth softly. Baby... I love you.
EnsTren: Tears came from under closed eyes.
Edmondia: Ssh, baby... Soft fingers wiped them away. It's all right, beloved, it's all right...
EnsTren: She would turn over if her stomach didn't hurt so much. She knew in her head they were probably phantom pains but still they felt real.
Edmondia: He nipped softly on her lips, pulling back a little to gaze at her closely. Look at me baby, please?
EnsTren: She would not.
Edmondia: "Seto, I love you and I love what you did for me, even if it was for the wrong reasons," he murmured softly, gently twining their hands together. "Please look at me?"
EnsTren: She turned her head away and sternly told herself not to cry.
Edmondia: "...Seto..." He sighed softly and kissed her forehead. "I love you, precious wife, if there were anything I could do to make you feel better..."
EnsTren: She was stupid, practically a whore, even.
Edmondia: He bit down roughly on her ear. Stop that.
EnsTren: She flinched.
Edmondia: Seto. You are my wife.
EnsTren: She was still miserable.
Edmondia: He kissed her nose and sat up, gently tugging her along with him. Let's go take a bath, okay? Help make it stop hurting a little?
EnsTren: Y-yeah...
EnsTren: She sat up, wincing slightly, and went with him, leaning heavily upon his shoulder and moving slowly.
Edmondia: ...here. And he scooped her up, cradling her gently against him.
Edmondia: Is this better?
EnsTren: She nodded mutely.
Edmondia: Okay, baby. He kissed her forehead again and headed into the bathroom, flipping on the tub with a foot and waiting until it filled to slowly settle her down in it.
EnsTren: She held onto him, not tight, nor firm, but held him still and he felt if he was gone from her she would scream and wish herself death again.
Edmondia: He didn't dare leave her alone now, not even for a moment.
EnsTren: She'd kill herself.
Edmondia: He nuzzled her and rubbed her side and hips, stroking gently. Want a massage, baby? he asked softly.
EnsTren: Please? She leaned forward slightly, barely wincing at all.
Edmondia: Just say where, honey.
EnsTren: Shoulders please.
Edmondia: Okay, baby, whatever you want. He dropped a kiss on her shoulder and set to work, carefully starting on the many knots he found there.
Edmondia: ...I love you, Seto, you know that, don't you? he asked softly, pressing his lips against her neck.
EnsTren: You shouldn't.
Edmondia: Why?
EnsTren: Because of the reasons why I... that... you...
Edmondia: Seto, your reasons were wrong, but that won't stop me from loving you.
EnsTren: She would not speak for a few long moments and then grunted, abruptly changing the subject. Lower.
Edmondia: As you wish, he whispered, pressing another kiss to her neck, sliding his hands down.
EnsTren: She shivered. Why do you kiss me?
Edmondia: A gesture to convey my affection for you.
EnsTren: I don't think you should kiss me.
Edmondia: Why not?
EnsTren: Because I don't deserve it.
Edmondia: Yes, you do, he said softly, and kissed her again. Because all I can give you is me.
EnsTren: I don't deserve it.
Edmondia: Yes, you do. He bit her softly, running his tongue lightly down her skin.
EnsTren: Nnno. No I don't.
Edmondia: Haven't you been through enough hell in your life to deserve someone to comfort you?
EnsTren: I don't deserve comfort.
Edmondia: Yes, baby, you do. A nibble. Of anyone I've ever met, you do.
EnsTren: I don't!
Edmondia: Yes, darling, you do, and you'll never convince me of otherwise. Don't tense up like that, or all my hard work will have gone to waste.
EnsTren: I'm sorry... she whispered, feeling a strange mix between miserable and anguished.
Edmondia: It's all right, baby, he said gently, I'll do this forever so long as it makes you feel better. His hands dropped to her waist, and he tugged her back against him, squeezing her in a possessive hug. I'll do anything for you, my love.
EnsTren: She was afraid of both of them.
Edmondia: He nipped lightly at an earlobe. Anything you ever want, darling, anything for you...
EnsTren: She was crying again.
Edmondia: Ssh, ssh, it's all right, baby, it's all right... He pulled her into his lap, cradling her against his chest. It's all right...
EnsTren: No it's not!
Edmondia: It's all right to cry, though, he whispered, and kissed her.
EnsTren: No it's not.
Edmondia: Yes, baby, it is.
EnsTren: It's weak, I shouldn't cry, I don't deserve even that.
Edmondia: It's not weak, you should cry, and you do deserve it.
EnsTren: No.
Edmondia: I screamed and cried for hours, honey.
EnsTren: You're better than me.
Edmondia: I most certainly am not.
EnsTren: You are. Better and more worthy and... She almost thought 'not a girl' but quashed it immedately. She didn't believe that, but for so long--because of that man... she couldn't stop feeling it.
Edmondia: No, baby. He kissed her nose. You deserve all that I can give you, and all that I cannot.
EnsTren: I can't cry.
EnsTren: I shouldn't.
Edmondia: You can and you should.
EnsTren: I deserve nothing that I haven't earned.
Edmondia: You've earned the right to cry.
EnsTren: I have not.
Edmondia: Seto, darling, losing your hymen hurts. That's plenty to cry over right there. Not being ready for it is even worse.
EnsTren: I've been shot and I didn't cry over that.
Edmondia: But I wasn't the one who shot you, baby.
EnsTren: And she was very quiet but her muscles tensed up.
Edmondia: Seto... He nuzzled his lips against her throat, Seto, baby, I love you.
EnsTren: Don't.
Edmondia: Don't what?
EnsTren: Don't love me.
Edmondia: I can't help myself, he murmured, You know that.
EnsTren: I'm sorry.
Edmondia: Why?
EnsTren: That you think you love me.
Edmondia: I don't 'think' I love you. I do.
EnsTren: I'm sorry.
Edmondia: Don't you love me?
EnsTren: Yes.
Edmondia: Then why shouldn't I love you?
EnsTren: Because I'm filth.
Edmondia: You are not.
EnsTren: I am.
Edmondia: No. Mine.
EnsTren: Bad.
Edmondia: Very good. He kissed her slowly. Very, very good.
EnsTren: Bad. Filth. Stupid.
Edmondia: Why do you say such horrible things about yourself?
EnsTren: Truth.
Edmondia: No. My wife.
EnsTren: You married filth.
Edmondia: I don't care.
EnsTren: ...
Edmondia: You are the woman I love, no matter what you think of yourself. It doesn't matter because I think you're beautiful in every way, and you always will be.
EnsTren: ...Why are you so good?
Edmondia: He smiled wryly at her. I'm not.
EnsTren: Are so.
Edmondia: He shrugged. I do my best to make you happy, he murmured, and kissed her forehead.
EnsTren: She leaned back against him.
Edmondia: He held her close, nuzzling her softly.
EnsTren: She clutched at him.
Edmondia: He kissed her.
Edmondia: Love you, Seto. Always.