@s-unfleur Asked: What We Have Is Complicated, But It's Good And Real. / Holly + Chanifrom Here

@s-unfleur asked: what we have is complicated, but it's good and real. / holly + chani from here

                Hands    are    folded    together,    lips    pulled    into    a    tight    line    as    she    thinks,    all    color    in    her    eyes    disappearing.    Holly    isn't    calculating    this    time,    no    she's    just    thinking.    About    the    situation    they're    in,    about    the    sietch,    about    Arrakis...    it's    all    complicated,    and    how    their    relationship    is    going    to    last,    she's    not    sure.    Surely    Holly    would    be    kicked    out    permanently    of    the    government    mansion    for    this...    her    father    wouldn't    be    happy,    but    she    would    be.

                "    It    is.    But    I've    never    been    happier.    I've    come    to    terms    with    the    most    likely    outcome    of    my    own    situation...    and    I'm    not    upset    about    it    one    bit.    Not    as    long    as    you're    there.    "

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                Patience    is    not    her    virtue-    not    when    it    comes    to    Hugo,    anyways.    ESPECIALLY    when    he's    between    her    thighs,    nipping    at    the    sensitive    flesh.    It    sends    a    gentle    jerk    throughout    her    body,    and    she's    sighing    immediately.    He    presses    his    lips    fully    to    her    core    and    that's    when    she's    stopped    caring.

                Holly    knows    he    can't    hear    her,    she    knows    he    likes    to    watch,    but    the    moment    she    feels    any    sort    of    pleasure,    she's    laid    down    completely,    back    arching    into    the    mattress.    Fingers    lace    through    his    blonde    hair    and    hips    roll    upwards    into    his    mouth    softly.

                Holly    can't    help    it    when    he    makes    her    feel    this    good    already,    whines    and    moans    spilling    from    her    lips,    and    thighs    trembling    around    his    head,    even    if    she    tries    to    keep    them    spread    apart    for    him.    It's    difficult    when    he's    good    at    what    he    does.

                Toes    curl,    eyes    squeeze    shut    and    she's    rolling    hips    up    into    his    touch    once    again.    His    name    leaves    her    lips-    even    if    he    can't    hear    it,    she    still    does    it    just    for    him.

                TRUE,    no    one    can    outrun    death.    It    will    happen    one    day,    though    he    hopes    it's    a    day    far,    far    away    from    this    one,    when    he's    almost    a    hundred    years    old,    has    had    a    good    life,    and    in    the    arms    of    Rhaenyra,    his    beautiful    wife.    Though    dreams    still    remain    dreams    for    this    man,    he    will    never    get    what    he    wants.    No,    in    fact    his    fate    is    already    sealed    at    the    hands    of    the    Greens    kingsguard.

                Chest    rises    with    a    deep    inhale,    a    smile    spreading    even    further    on    his    lips.    He    would    offer    his    hand,    and    kiss    hers,    were    she    to    accept.    Though    he    takes    his    post    too    seriously.    Maybe    he    should    lighten    up    a    little-    after    all,    how    is    he    to    make    her    his    bride    if    he    doesn't    ??

                "    I    am    going    no    where,    my    Queen.    Not    unless    you    wish    it,    not    unless    I    am    forced.    "

"no,   i   imagine   you   are   not."   she   manages   a   sliver   of   a   smile   in   return   for   his   grin.   she   fears   more   for   anyone   who   dares   face   karcis,   this   much   is   true,   for   she   knows   no   one   can   match   his   prowess   with   a   sword.   it   does   not   stop   her   from   worrying   and   fearing   all   those   unlikely   outcomes   as   even   a   well-skilled   man   can   still   be   harmed.   she   would   be   lost   without   him   at   her   side,   without   him   near   as   her   closest   confidant   and   protector.   yet   the   truth   is,   he   is   always   far   from   her;   always   out   of   reach   because   of   their   stations   and   his   oath.

"you   are   more   honourable   than   they   will   ever   be.   i   fear   it   means   i   will   lose   you."   as   she   lost   laenor   and   harwin.

@s-unfleur asked: i can't be the only thing that gets you through the day. / chani + holly from here

                Sapho    stained    lips    twitch    upwards,    eyes    flickering    white    for    just    a    moment.    As    if    she    had    to    calculate    it.    Everything    was    calculated    for    Holly.    It    was    in    her    nature,    having    been    trained    to    be    the    one    thing    she    could    not    become    from    a    very    young    age.    And    even    where    she    failed,    her    father    still    saw    potential    in    the    girl.

                Maybe    there    was    one    or    two    other    things,    the    Sapho    juice    is    really    what    got    her    through    the    mind    numbing    meetings,    the    dullness,    the    monotony    of    it    all...    though    the    thought    of    Chani    still    did    wonders    for    her.    Fuck    Paul,    fuck    Duncan,    fuck    Gurney    and    her    father    and    Stilgar    and    every    other    person    she    knew    on    this    god    forsaken    planet.    And    fuck    the    Sapho.    It    was    Chani.

                "    No,    I    think    you    are,    my    love.    "

                Maybe    they    wouldn't    exist    for    him…    but    for    Holly    it    was    still    very    real.    Still    making    the    white    powder    disappear,    drinking    the    alcohol    like    she    was    dying    of    thirst.    Seth    got    over    his    shit,    Holly    just    seemed    to    hide    it    better    for    longer.    Who    knows,    maybe    he'll    have    to    tie    her    to    a    chair    and    leave    her    there    for    days    too.    It    worked    for    him,    why    wouldn't    it    work    for    her    ??    (    probably    because    he's    gentler    on    her    than    everyone    is    on    him    )

                Hands    reach    for    his,    fingers    hooking    over    digits    as    eyes    shut    when    lips    press    to    forehead.    They    squeeze    a    moment.    But    at    the    mention    of    Richie,    they    snap    open    to    look    at    the    thief    once    more.    Holly    nods,    face    still    trapped    between    his    hands.    She    wont    let    him    leave    her    touch    just    yet.

                "    Yes.    "    It    was    more    reluctant    on    his    part.    They    had    better    things    to    do,    what    with    finding    Malvado.    Obviously    she    wasn't    privy    to    that,    just    some    more    jobs    is    what    she    was    told.    It's    okay,    Holly    didn't    want    to    know.    Though    what    she    does    know    is    that    Richie    loved    his    brother    enough    to    check    in    on    her.    Even    if    it    was    for    five    minutes.    Even    if    she    had    Nick.

                "    Did    you    have    fun    in    Mexico    ??    "    She    knew    it    wasn't    all    margaritas    and    sunsets    for    him.    Obviously    the    drugs    and    the    thieving    and    the...    whatever    the    fuck    they're    called.    Something    she    doesn't    want    to    be    involved    in.

he should've known that his shit would bleed onto holly. there was no way to avoid it, no way to compartmentalize aspects of his life. months spent in mexico, months spent shooting drugs into his veins while trying to forget the mess that had become of his relationship with his brother. it wasn't fair to expect holly to come out of it untouched. he doesn't like to talk about it, but it was an elephant in the room between them. hell, if he was given half a chance he might make a grab for the needle again: but he can't do that to her.

& instead of talking about it, he simply walks around the counter. gentle hands find a home on her cheeks to tilt her head up, keeping pretty blue eyes on him. somewhere along the way, he'd really fallen for her. something he hadn't thought possible after vanessa, but holly had managed to worm her way into his heart. that's why he's so determined to always make it home to her. even when things are falling apart, she's the one piece of sunshine he can always count on to still be there. despite their flaws, despite the world being hellbent on killing him, he wouldn't break his promise to her.

❛ i'm here now, baby. ❜ lips pressed to her forehead, fingers calmly tangling themselves in blonde hair. maybe if they don't talk about the drugs, it'll be like they never happened in the first place. it's a sickening kind of solace that he needs. ❛ richie take care of you? ❜ he knows the answer: the man would already be dead if he hadn't.