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Regina Mills ([personal profile] st_oriedqueen) wrote2017-03-26 09:35 pm
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[For Dyson] darkness is your candle

Every muscle in Regina's body ached, but somehow she felt more at peace than she had since she arrived. Maybe there was something to this "working out" business. If nothing else, it was something to do with her early mornings when sleep fled and the prospect of paperwork made her want to weep. It was something to do with her late nights, when her bed was empty and her dreams would turn unkind.

If nothing else, it was something to do that hurt no one and required her to interact with no one. The only person she could hurt on an "elliptical" was herself.

And afterward, the hot tub and the sauna offered comfort, solace, a little of the warmth of the embrace she'd lost. This, she genuinely looked forward to, and she felt strangely serene as she entered the shadowy sauna (she preferred the darkness to the harsh, unnatural light; it was kinder to her tired eyes). Once the door closed, she untucked the towel around her breasts and spread it on the bench, and then went and lay facedown on it. As the tension in her back and hips eased, she sighed contentedly, and let her mind start to drift.
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[personal profile] st_arknaked 2017-03-29 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"I will do my best to forget having seen you in dishabille should we meet tomorrow." He drawled.
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[personal profile] st_arknaked 2017-03-30 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"No," he agreed, taking a long pause to watch her n the dark. The inhalation was, out of place and it made him frown slightly. "But I do promise not to mention it more than once."

Another pause.

"Or twice."
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[personal profile] st_arknaked 2017-03-30 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't just laugh, he roared, head going back and his eye flashing a warm gold.