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[envy_the_sinners]

Scar struggled to find words once again, tripping over his thoughts like he frequently did with her. A great many little things were trickling through his mind at the moment, but the most resounding one was how... patient she was through all of this. Patient and open and understanding of things Scar himself couldn't really grasp.

The sickly tension eased, then. Almost as quickly as it had surfaced, it was fading, and Scar was left with a sort of overwhelming feeling he didn't understand. Like something had clicked into place. It was different from the desperate, empty need to cling to Lust in this life, the urge to hold onto to someone who was familiar and cared about him that usually held this relationship together for Scar. It wasn't the familiar empty longing, it was a positive thing. Warm, and...

"I love you."

It tumbled out before Scar could think, earnest and not entirely happy, but quiet and at ease. More honest than anything else he could mumble on about at the moment.

Maybe it was the lingering fear of regret when all of this was over, but that had never been enough, until now. Maybe it was that she was going to be gone for a while, and... Scar had already alarmed himself with how easy it had been, being here with her. Maybe it was just something he desperately needed to tell someone, right now. More than likely, it was some combination of all those things and more.

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Lust's palm pressed against Scar's cheek. She swallowed hard, her heart making those strange little swooping beats as she just looked at him for a few moments, feeling the warmth of his skin. She could feel her eyes misting, but not with a threat of leakage. It was like some physical manifestation of her welling emotion.

She couldn't honestly say she'd never heard those words before. But they'd never mattered to her. They'd never been something she wanted, or something that touched her.

"And I you."

She'd said the word once already, she didn't need to say it again. But she felt ridiculous saying 'thank you' or nothing at all. She knew he was less given to voicing his feelings than she was. And she knew he meant it, truly and without condition or coercion.

She leaned in, her arms slipping around him, and pressed her lips against his cheek.

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There really hadn't been anything else to say right then, had there? Scar felt a brief flutter of panic, but it settled almost as soon as it bubbled up. She had, seemingly effortlessly, settled him down from what would have likely been a low evening of staring at the ceiling and muttering to himself. No one had ever really done that before.

Maybe he was getting a little better, too.

Scar sat still when she kissed his cheek. He hadn't exactly felt like it before, but...

"Do you still want to...?" That thing? That couples do? Scar was fairly worded out, for the evening.

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"I wouldn't be averse."

She punctuated her words with another light kiss, closer to the corner of Scar's mouth. Honestly, even just this was satisfying for her. Just being close to him, kissing his face, touching him gently. It was an entirely new realm of physical intimacy she'd only once briefly glimpsed before.

But it felt fitting, that they should kiss now. Properly, as beloveds did. Odd and erratic as their relationship was, it wasn't so strange and different from anyone else's.

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Scar took 'wouldn't be averse' as Lust's safe way of saying yes. He was learning, little at a time, how to read her.

He brushed his fingers against her cheek, gently urging her to turn her head close enough to kiss his. He was a little better at this than he had been the first couple of times. It helped that they never did more than light, nonsuggestive sort of kissing. This was easy, and it was nice. The feel of her, her closeness and her smell. Physical things Scar was so starved of.

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Lust quickly obliged, turning to press her closed lips lightly against his. The soft, almost chaste kissing was also something she enjoyed - there was no expectation behind it, no build to something else. It wasn't something done simply to mark off checks on a list to intercourse. They did it purely to enjoy each other and this unique closeness they shared.

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Scar initial nerves eased before long, and he broke away only long enough to take her waist and urge her to relax against the back of the couch with him. He was tired, and this was something people did, right? He was sleepy, but he wanted to stay up with her.

Now he really didn't want her to leave, and was keenly aware of it.

Scar continued to hold onto her as he kissed her again. He wasn't really sure how to do this any differently.

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She sank back against the couch when Scar urged, sliding her hand along his arm. Her head tilted and her lips opened just a hairs breadth against his. Of course this would be their last night before she leaves. Tomorrow night would be all the lonelier.

Not that that was going to stop Lust from enjoying the proceedings for as long as could be managed.

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That was... kind of new. New, at least, in that he hadn't kissed her like this in months. What a tumultuous year it had been, and not in the ways Scar was at all used to. Now, though, there were no distractions and they had all the time they wanted. At least before someone fell asleep.

Did she really have to leave tomorrow?

Scar followed along as best he could, fitting his lips with hers. He knew that she wasn't bothered by his inexperience, but his meticulous fumbling frustrated him all the same. He thought too much about what he could be doing right and wrong. He held onto her without thinking, though, sharing her warmth and enjoying being close.

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That was really all it was. Just fitting their lips together. She led him slowly, letting him grow accustomed to each new small tilt of her mouth.

Her hand traveled back up his arm. She always enjoyed feeling his muscles, even through his shirt. She reached his neck and her hand slipped around back...and froze a moment. There was much too much hair back there. At least it was clean. Something would have t be done, no matter how much he liked it. She was sure they could find something else he liked.

But now wasn't the time, so she twined the long pieces around her fingers until she could cup her hand against the back of his head.

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If nothing else, Scar did learn quickly. He became a little more confident before long. Less hesitating, more intuiting. This was a... slightly different kind of niceness, as they continued. Scar tried not to think about it too much, but it was a strange and new thing, being touched like this. It was a little different from the way they usually sat together, and it certainly wasn't something he would do with anyone else.

He wasn't quite keen enough to notice that she really wasn't into the hair, though.

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They quickly fell into a natural sort of rhythm with their mouths, and Lust shivered slightly. This was somehow more intimate than the other times. It was probably just they were together in their own private place, but it made all of the difference.

She moved her fingers against him, nose wrinkling as more hair coiled around her fingers and nails. It was sliding under her hand. Enough of that. She dragged her hair down...until it snagged in the tangles of hair wrapped around her fingers. She gave a gentle tug, to no avail.

"Mmph, no, I'm sorry, we need to do something about this. My hand is stuck."

She pulled her mouth away from his, apologetic and a little exasperated.

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Scar paused and... blinked.

"How did you..."

Nope, it was pretty well stuck. How did she manage to do that? He never got his hands tangled in her hair, and it was at least a dozen times as long!

"I can tie it back..."

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"And then I can't play with it." Lust reached around him with her other hand, to begin freeing herself.

"I know you like this style, Scar, but...what about something shorter? That isn't likely to eat my extremities?"

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He hesitated a moment, open-mouthed.

"Yours has yet to consume any of my extremities, and I've a habit of losing them." He wasn't entirely serious, of course, but... really... His voice lowered.

"If you truly find it so awful, you could say so."

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"Your hand doesn't get stuck in mine," Lust pointed out. "It isn't awful, I just...think there are other styles that might suit you better. And won't interfere with our personal time together."

She finally managed to yank her hand free. And then she sat back, eyeing him critically.

"I can think of half a dozen. I can do it right now."

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Scar felt himself going red in the face again. He awkwardly reached for the back of his head. It was familiar at this point, but if she truly hated it so much, he wished she would just say so. Scar knew when she was sugarcoating things for his sake.

"If you must."

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"I'm sorry, but I do. I don't mind looking at it, I'm used to it by now. But..."

She stood up and retrieved a pair of grooming scissors from a drawer and a hand towel. Thank god he'd agreed so easily. She supposed it helped she'd brought it up in the middle of kissing him.

"Here, sit forward. This won't take long."

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"You are going to get hair all over the couch." Scar frowned as Lust approached with a pair of scissors. This was a terrible idea. He trusted that Lust could at least manage something presentable, but... Not on the couch.

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"That's why I said sit forward. Lean forward so your head isn't over the couch." She draped the towel over his shoulders and urged him to scoot to the edge and lean forward.

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Scar paused a moment. He didn't want to bicker over this, but he also didn't want to have to clean up the inevitable mess.

"I'm going in the bathroom." And off he went. She could follow if she wanted.

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"Fine." Lust rolled her eyes and followed. That horrible length of hair was going, one way or another.

"Now can I do this?"

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Scar settled stubbornly on the edge of the tub, feet inside so she could easily access his head.

"Yes." He felt utterly ridiculous, but if she would going to complain in the middle of... that...

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Lust set to work before he could change his mind. She'd had plenty of practice on her Pokemon, and men's hairstyles were simple. She snipped off the long back bits first, watching them fall away with a sense of satisfaction. How could he have thought that looked good?

She trimmed the sides and left the top longer, but not the wild, shaggy, unkempt mess it had once been. When she was finished it was shorter, even, manageable. And overall sleeker.

"There." She ran her fingers through the top, nodding to herself. "Take a look."

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Scar sat still, silently lamenting the loss of his new look, but he didn't care enough about it to protest strongly. He was too stubborn to admit that it felt much better to have his neck bare, again. He didn't look in the mirror, oddly uncomfortable about this whole ordeal, but he ran his hand through it. Shorter.

"It's fine."

He had tried.