your poker face ain't fooling nobody

*Samara* · Updated 04/30/23:

As she felt the weight of sleep move through Rhyme's body Samara kept up her gentle routine, her voice becoming softer as she tried not to disturb the man in his much-needed sleep.

-hours later-

Samara had promised herself she wouldn't fall asleep, that she'd stay awake and keep an eye on him, dreading the idea of waking to find him gone, beyond her gentle care. For a while, she'd managed that, keeping her slow pattern going and finding herself jolted by every twitch in Rhyme's sleep, suddenly afraid he was awake. But eventually, even she could not deny the sweet lull of sleep.

Rhyme's sudden jump to wakefulness started to pull her back to reality as well, she mumbled lightly and tried, and failed to pull her eyes open. Her body trying to shrug off the dregs of dreams. Before her mind was totally awake the tune she'd fallen asleep humming returned to her throat, pulling sleepily from her lungs. Slowly she was able to rise to wakefulness, aware of the now tightened grasp she found herself in. She couldn't see Rhyme's face from her position, though she craned her neck to lick at his lower jaw gently, feeling her affection flow out of her in while she was still in that weird state of a slow rising when all the walls are still down.

"Rhyme?" She asked softly, not wanting to wake him if he had simply shifted in his sleep but also knowing they couldn't lay here for the rest of their lives if he was awake. Not that she knew how to proceed if it turned out he was awake.

"Speak!" Think!

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your poker face ain't fooling nobody

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