do you feel alone // o - restless

[georgie]

Georgie turned to Amaranth, rubbing a licked paw against her red smudged chin in a none-too-concerned attempt at tidying up. “[color=#d4af37]What do you mean?” She asked almost coyly, playing the screech off with a blank look. I want to know you. Georgie scooted closer to Amaranth with no regard for personal boundaries, making herself at home in the other’s personal space with a childish grin showcasing still-bloodied teeth. Really know you. Georgie wanted in. I want to feel your flesh and bones and from the inside. She was still panting in rapid bursts and it didn’t seem to be a state that was improved by her sudden train of thought. Georgie just wanted to be on the inside of everything, everyone. In their heads, their skins, their meat. Why should I wait. Why am I waiting. I want it now. I want them all now.

Georgie’s pupils were blown wide and her deep gulps of air sounded as though she was trying to smell something. “[color=#d4af37]And you, you would be so much fun,” She whispered in a voice that was barely there at all. “[color=#d4af37]Just like home. I could crawl into you and be home.” She shuddered, the fur along her spine bristling, mouth hanging open while she panted. Her heart felt like it was going to burst from her chest. That’s fine. They’re easily replaced. “[color=#d4af37]Would you let me?” She asked, each syllable heavy with a painful weight.