a candle's fire

REXANNA they say that war is hell, but true hell begins when the battle ends — She nodded when Phoebe laughed and spoke, her smile rising slightly with the idea that at least things had gone well enough that Phoebe could joke with her still. “Rambling is good for the soul.” She added, with her own quiet breathy laugh too. But she looked to Phoebe when she smiled and said she deserved it, and despite everything Frey had told her she still didn’t really feel like she did. She felt like she deserved to flounder around the world, experiencing everything and yet nothing at the same time. But she was changing and growing, and perhaps she did need to forget everything that had happened before. It wasn’t like she could go back to fix any of it, anyway. She pulled Phoebe into the hug and held her tight while she cried, her cheek pressed against Rex’s shoulder despite the height difference. Rexanna’s hand rested gently along her back, soothing her friend by rubbing her hand back and forth. But Phoebe spoke again, and after a moment of silence asked why she wanted Bastien to bite her. Suddenly, Rexanna felt a bit lucky that they were still hugging, finding her cheeks burning bright before she laughed perhaps a bit awkwardly. “Well…” She paused, trying to figure out how to explain it. “It’s a great feeling, really. He had just been newly Ascended, and I had been bitten before by Archebold. He didn’t know what it was like and so I offered so he could experience it too.” She explained before actually explaining what it felt like. She pulled away from Phoebe then, giving her another awkward smile. “When it happens it’s just… Well.” She coughed for a moment before leaning in to whisper to Phoebe. “One of the best orgasms I’ve ever had.” She leaned back away and laughed, looking to see how Phoebe would react. and you're the only one who's hands drip red. the real war rages in your heart; it always has.