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Raphael tensed under her arms but he didn't move. She let a soft breath that she hadn't realized she was holding and then a smile grew across her lips when he started to run his fingers through her hair. It did not matter if she was fae or canine, she loved her hair (or fur) being played with. It was soothing.
Samara wanted to touch his face and tell him it was okay except she was afraid to move. Small movements were best with him apparently. He was like a skittish puppy and she had pushed him too much today.
Respected. Cherished. Not used and thrown away. She knew the words he was saying but they were not words that she had ever associated with herself. It was a foreign concept to her. She opened her mouth to speak but the words did not come out right away.
"I...I have never been...cherished before..." She was not even sure what it meant but she knew that Raphael would never use her and throw her away. He was better than anyone else she had ever met. "Raph...I do not think you could ever make someone feel used and thrown away," she smiled at him. It didn't reach her eyes though. The thoughts of her past were still in her mind.
Samara wanted to touch his face and tell him it was okay except she was afraid to move. Small movements were best with him apparently. He was like a skittish puppy and she had pushed him too much today.
Respected. Cherished. Not used and thrown away. She knew the words he was saying but they were not words that she had ever associated with herself. It was a foreign concept to her. She opened her mouth to speak but the words did not come out right away.
"I...I have never been...cherished before..." She was not even sure what it meant but she knew that Raphael would never use her and throw her away. He was better than anyone else she had ever met. "Raph...I do not think you could ever make someone feel used and thrown away," she smiled at him. It didn't reach her eyes though. The thoughts of her past were still in her mind.