Thread: descent into madness || bear & cosmos

RE descent into madness Bear cosmos descent into madness size-2 Harley found herself getting genuinely irritated at the fact that he was able to read her so well, so much so that the insane thought entered her head that he was possibly having someone watch her when she was at home. She found it harder and harder to believe that she was doing him any good, but there was still a hope at the end of the tunnel for her. She had gotten him to open up about his childhood, something that none of the other doctors had ever done. But he was also able to see into her and get more than just a physical reaction out of her. How many nights would she be satisfied just to go home and take care of herself? How long would that last before she gave in to her own urges and acted just as impulsively as he did? Her arms crossed over her chest, a defensive move on its own but one she couldnt help. Very funny, Mister J. She licked her lips and met his eyes, because she was determined to make sure he knew that he wouldnt get under her skin anymore, and possibly convince him that she hadnt done precisely what they both knew that she had done, I said I met a gentleman. Youre the one who is talking about urges and intimacy. Is there something more youd like to talk about, hmm? Her voice was almost teasing, and she was almost not lying. There technically had been a gentleman to show up on her doorstep but he was hairy, had four legs, and was only interested in the food she had been cooking. But still, it was close enough she didnt feel bad about stretching the truth. It was easier to talk about his past than to talk about her own, as she was feeling the same shame that she had felt just moments after she finished. That feeling normally didnt linger like this, but there was a certain disappointment of not being completely satisfied, of wanting More. She pushed that even worse thought back into the box it had attempted to crawl out of and concentrated on his words. There were several things that he brought up numerous times - a lot of it was a heavy concentration on pianos and talks of his fathers vicious behavior. The piano was an interesting thing for him to fixate so fully on, perhaps because she never would have pegged him to be musical in any sense of the word, but also because it was something that required a lot of time and patience to learn. He seemed far too much of an impulsive person to sit down and learn to play. She had caught his interest at the mention of food, her lips pulling into a frown as he talked about his diet. Thats not good, Mister J. She stated the fact, Ill arrange it for you to have better meals, even if I have to bring it myself. Part of it was that she didnt want her patient wasting away, but another part was Honestly, most likely the piece of her that felt something towards him. She didnt know what, but something. She didnt want to dwell on it and he didnt give her time to. Sex. She could feel her skin crawl when he mentioned it and she wished dearly that she hadnt abandoned her cardigan. She would have much preferred to have boiled alive than have him see the goosebumps on her arms at him yelling. He spooked her a bit, enough that her guard was broken and he had her full attention, but not enough to evoke fear - true fear - into her heart. He would have to work harder than that, as she had worked with many other psychopaths before him. Somehow she knew it would eventually come to this, it had always been moving towards this as inevitably as the sun would rise. Sex . It was the one thing that the both of them had had on their minds the previous night, though perhaps for different reasons. She had been envisioning what sex would be like with him, passionate, hard, and most likely every bit as dangerous as it was to be in the room with him. No wonder your mind is in the gutter this morning then, Mister J. She said, using that as if it explained away why he thought that she was touching herself the previous night. Harley fought against her mind thinking about what he could possibly have had on his mind, as that was something that was scary. He was a wild card and she didnt want to think of what kinky, dirty, and delicious things were going on in his mind. Even without the exact fantasies going through her mind she could feel a certain excitement stirring inside of her, a hard knot of nerves in the pit of her belly and a tingling urge that demanded to be satisfied between her legs. Her crossed legs pressed tighter, forcing her legs to be a little straighter as she shifted her position. Okay, Mister J, lets talk about this then. She said, every intention of acting the part of psychiatrist but all actuality possibly leaning towards her urges taking her somewhere else, Why, after all this time, was sex on your mind? Are you starting to have Urges? size