It's Cold And It's Broken

Tight breaths had been exchanged between them as they calmed from the spar and Relm hadn’t even focused on the way Alastor pinned her while her mind was still set on how he bested her. She didn’t notice until the motion of his paw moving across her chest, causing her to stop breathing when she slightly tensed up though it could have been read in both ways of hidden pleasure or completely opposite of not wanting to be touched at all. And honestly she couldn’t tell which way it was herself. She didn’t shy away from him immediately though, still shown that she wasn’t afraid of him. Maybe willing to test her luck again.

What he had done to Kefka, he was a monster. For valid reasons. But he was right in knowing that it wasn’t all that Relm saw in him. She couldn’t know the struggles, insecurities, or whatever was going on inside of his head. She turned over on the ground, slow paws from under him as she went to stand. Her blind eye was slightly towards him so she couldn’t look at him. “I’m... sorry.” He may not have known why she apologized, Relm felt like amends were enough for now. But she was sorry for letting him be a cause of more trauma on her. Alastor wasn’t the problem, she was. She may have learned her lesson though that may not have stopped her from next time. Whether it was Alastor or someone else. She didn’t know enough to understand what was wrong with her, forcing herself to push through clear unpleasantries. Or that sometimes the way she felt was completely normal. Maybe she hoped she would change the more she tried. She could never know for sure.

"Relm"
F2U base by AshKatu