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[a_sin_for_him]

"You can wake me up. You're one of the few with that privileged. For god's sake you're..." Lust found herself waving her hand vaguely instead of trying to finish the sentence. She hated putting words to it. It was almost as though somehow speaking it would shatter everything between them. Ridiculous, perhaps, but she didn't think it was out of the realm of possibility.

"You know what you are. I don't mind when you wake me."

[envy_the_sinners]

"Fine," he conceded, a note of amusement actually crossing Scar's voice when Lust tried and failed to describe exactly what he supposedly was. He wiped the fondness from his face as soon as it had appeared, but it was there for a fraction of a moment.

His hand briefly stroked through her hair before he let it fall back to his side and pretended he hadn't done anything.

[a_sin_for_him]

He was just hers, Lust finally decided to herself. There weren't any words to properly describe it.

"Thank you." She didn't draw back. As long as she was allowed, she was going to stay where she was, savoring the small contact between them. "You're lucky you didn't stumble into Henry during one of his berry-fueled recreations. He might have thrown things at you."

[envy_the_sinners]

"The point is that I wouldn't have." Scar paused for a moment, frowning at Lust's words.

"What do you mean, berry-fueled recreations?"

[a_sin_for_him]

"Oh, there's a particular berry that apparently offers cerebral effects without the sickness." Lust just waved a hand again, dismissive. She wasn't going to mention that she sometimes partook.

"That's what Henry does for fun sometimes. He's some sort of artist."

As though that explained it all.

[envy_the_sinners]

Cerebral effects. Scar's eyes narrowed. He didn't care one way or the other about Henry, but he couldn't help his paranoid brain jumping to the worst conclusion possible.

"That sounds dangerous."

[a_sin_for_him]

"If it is, I suppose that's his choice, he's an adult. What does it matter? He just gets confused and paranoid, he doesn't cause any harm." Lust shrugged. It wasn't as though Henry were a danger to her.

"I suspect he does it for the same reasons I enjoy wine and chocolate - to help banish bad feelings and memories."

Everyone had them, and it seemed the inhabitants of this house had more than most. She doubted Henry was an exception, from what she knew of him.