Thread: I Got Issues (But You Got 'Em Too) [FxF] (Clearsight X JacksAreWild)

Amelia could see the two choices Sarah was struggling with, and she was scared. Sarah meant to much of her, and she was always so nervous that she would say or do the wrong thing, so it was difficult for her to accept that she may have finally done so now that she was so deeply in love with her. Fortunately that love was mutual, because it meant Sarah chose to stay and fight for them. That choice was enough, it let the tension of walking on eggshells finally dissipate. Nothing else mattered, Sarah would rather open up than run, that was a huge step. When she saw the scar, a lot of things finally clicked, especially Bridget. Even before the beta spilled the story behind the angry scar, Amelia was making some rather accurate guesses. It made sense, not the act, but who Sarah was after, and why it was so difficult for those close to her to allow anyone else to become involved. She understood it, but part of her was angry that this was what had been holding them back. Not at Sarah, but at the situation. Why? Because she didn't give a fuck, Sarah was Sarah, her Sarah. It made no sense if spoken aloud, but that was all Amelia needed to think for everything to make sense. She hated hearing that so much happened to Sarah, but Amelia was someone with a story too, and she could understand not wanting people to pity her and treat one incident as definitive, even if it was life-changing. Besides, to her Sarah wasn't a broken thing. Maybe to people who knew her before, comparing the her of now to the her of then, but not Amelia. Amelia had fallen in love with this Sarah, the one in front of her who was nervous and shy, a total nerd just like her, and caring. So after Sarah finished she just smiled, leaning up to kiss the scar, before peppering her way up to the beta's lips. The only thing was, the gentle kiss to her scar was the last gentle kiss Sarah was going to get, because by the time Amelia made it to her lips she was burning with desire again, even letting another small growl escape her lips as she wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist and pulled her close. Your not broken, but you are MINE. She growled, a grin on her face as she bit down on Sarah's neck, not terribly hard, but with meaning. In the same movement she turned and stood from the couch, Sarah firmly in her grasp as she moved directly towards the bedroom. Sarah was tossed on the bed, much less gentle than usual. If it was a normal night, Amelia would have been gentle, overly so, but it had clicked in Amelia's mind. When she had been... Raped... She felt awful, but seeing how people looked at her or being treated like a delicate flower had been worse, after a time at least. So knowing why Sarah was keeping a distance, now that she knew, she wasn't going to keep doing the same thing to Sarah. She wasn't going to change, she would still be the thoughtful, caring, sensitive person she wanted to be for Sarah, but treating her like a fragile child, she was done with it... At least when heat brain was in charge. She grinned from the foot of the bed, looking down at Sarah with a predatory lust. She tossed off the shirt and panties that were barely covering her body and crawled over Sarah on the bed, until they were face to face. I love you, and after all of this I'm going to tell you everything about me in return for finally trusting me, but before that... I need you. She kissed her, deft hands moving to undo whatever she could while they kissed, months of enduring building up a flood of need and desire that she no longer had a reason to hold back.