I'm Not Dead

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn took the outstretched hand and poured the ointment on it, then going to be gentle again as she worked on spreading it through Zoe's hand. Making sure to treat with the same amount of care and gentleness that she had treated the other hand. Noticing that Zoe was scooting a little closer to her and had no problem with it at all. Heck Zoe could have been sitting in her lap and Devyn would have still been taking care of her hands. She might have been greatly tempted to do other things, but now that Zoe had pretty much made it very clear what she wanted out of Devyn in order for Devyn to get 'home' with her, she was going to work on having better self-control. Since it sucked working up the other person as well as yourself and not getting to go all the way. Yet Devyn was still wondering if that meant she could not even do the things that were not fully 'making love'. They would be extremely intimate, but it all depended on what Zoe defined as sex.

I'm not going to be selfish...at least I'm going to try and not be. The thought repeated in Devyn's mind as she worked to rub in-between the fingers and around them, making sure that she got every inch of skin. Devyn really was just trying to not think about the whole 'making love; thing now, just focusing on making Zoe's hands feel better and then Zoe getting something to drink. That was next. "Then don’t worry about it. Just be yourself and live by the choices you make." Devyn said with a small shrug, very much go with the flow basically. Devyn didn’t see the point in stressing over the things you could not control. If you could control them then work on them, if not the just be ready to deal with them, and try your best. Zoe was squirming around again, Devyn figuring she was back in her thoughts again, making her glance up for a moment before focusing back on Zoe's hand. Devyn stopped what she was doing at the whimper and the gasp that followed after it.

"What, did I hurt you?" Devyn asked pretty quick, sounding concerned, even moving forward a little which hurt pretty bad at the fast movement, making her wince for a moment. She fought through the pain still and looked at Zoe, nodding a little and brings the hand a little close to her mouth and blew on the spot with cold air. "I'm sorry. Need to hold onto my shirt to squeeze something? It would be best I still rub the ointment on it to make sure it gets the medicine it needs to heal." Devyn said, planning on rubbing the ointment into the spot, but she wanted Zoe to be ready for it. "Don’t cover your hands after this. Let them air out, unless you wrap it up that special way or something." Devyn was no doctor, she was not really sure if you were supposed to wrap something after pointing ointment on it. She had always been told to clean it, apply medicine, and then let it air out.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Don't worry; easy enough for Devyn to say. Devyn never seemed to worry about anything. Zoe, Zoe on the other hand, Zoe worried about everything. She was worrying that she was going to say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing and then she'd be left all alone here. Okay, she did have a few friends, and they would likely stick by her unless she messed up too horribly bad, but Zoe knew that she'd feel devastated if she pushed anyone else away.

Devyn's concern would've undoubtedly made Zoe cry yet harder still. Instead, she just shook a little more, eventually nodding. A hand went out to grab Devyn's shirt, because grabbing things did sound like a good idea and, well, Zoe still craved physical contact with the other girl. It felt as though she'd gotten addicted to it now, so used to clinging to or hugging or holding the other girl that the thought of not doing so nearly overwhelmed her. She nodded as Devyn said she should rub more ointment and tried to spread her fingers as best she could.

The advice made sense too, though Zoe wasn't quite sure how she'd manage both that and cuddling with Devyn. Maybe she should think about wrapping it. For now, she sniffled and looked up at Devyn. "I'm pathetic," she whimpered, though at least managing to meet her girlfriend's gaze. "I'm the one that put you here; you almost died, and I'm the one whimpering," she sniffed again, bringing up her other arm to wipe at her face. "You can break up with me if you really want; I'll understand," and be absolutely devastated to points that Zoe didn't really want to think about. Again: definitely not something that Zoe wanted to actually tell Devyn.

[Devyn Solway]

Nope, Devyn tried to not worry about much; it caused stressed and affected her emotions. With a power like hers that could go out of control if she let her emotions rule her, it was important to keep calm. Plus Devyn had a temper and when she snapped, well something was going to get hit. So she did her best to keep in check so she did not lose control over her power and also didn’t just start punching people left and right. Still the risk was there so that was also why she was a loner. It was just easier that way. People could cause so much stress, trying to keep friendships and past that. It was work and sometimes Devyn just felt too lazy to even deal with it all the time. Yet she did care, she did worry about people that she saw as important to her, and Zoe was one of them. One that she worried about a lot, especially now since this incident.

It will be okay. Devyn thought, something that was meant to be said out loud but she was distracted. Feeling Zoe's hand on her shirt made her mind go off somewhere for a moment before to regain focused and went rubbing in the ointment over the sore spot. Making sure to rub it in really well and still try to be gentle about it, having to pull on the gloves a little since they seemed to want to start moving around. Devyn was not really use to wearing these kind of gloves and she could understand how they dried out Zoe's hands. Plus Zoe wore gloves a lot, she needed a glove break and that was what Devyn was planning on Zoe doing, at least at some point. Devyn was pretty much getting done with Zoe's other hand now when Zoe spoke again. Calling herself pathetic. At first pity but then anger as Zoe went to say more.

"Didn’t you just ask me if we were going to still go out? Didn’t you just say you wanted me?" Devyn asked her tone starting to get a little louder as she let Zoe's hands go. Closing up the ointment container now that she was all done and pulled off the gloves, her anger still seeming rise as Zoe's words started to set in. "Stop blaming yourself. You didn’t do it on purpose Zoe; I could have shoved you off." Devyn tossed the gloves to the floor now, her green eyes getting a little darker. "I almost died. Keyword almost. I'm not dead Zoe! I'm fucking alive and I'm right here! I said I was not going to break up with you so I'm not, but if you are so keen to break up with me then you say it! Just fucking say it Zoe!" Devyn snapped, unable to stop herself from slapping Zoe across the cheek, no real power behind it because Devyn was still hurting and didn’t have that kind of energy, on top of the fact that she really didn’t want to hurt Zoe. Wanting to hug her, but she was just so pissed now, shadow in the room moving a little even.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Zoe was attempting to nod, practically shaking with fear and something like sadness but not quite. She couldn't help but think that all this just sort of confirmed her assertion of how very pathetic and miserable a person she actually was. Devyn released Zoe's hand, and Zoe felt she probably should've pulled her hands back or something, but she couldn't let go of Devyn, even as the other girl unleashed anger upon her. Stop blaming; almost died; Devyn kept saying almost; Zoe kept hearing "died." Then a final command: if Zoe wanted to break up with Devyn, just do it, stop talking around it.

Then came a slap.

It caught Zoe completely by surprise. She felt the sharp crack, felt the sting on her cheek. The hand that had been clinging to Devyn snapped to cover her cheek as Zoe had flinched back, staring at Devyn in shock, not quite believing that she'd made Devyn this angry. It had to be because she'd suggested they break up again; that was the only explanation. Zoe wanted to cry, desperately, more than she'd wanted to do anything since she'd pressed her body against her girlfriend's... and that had been only a few hours before.

Zoe trembled, choked with emotion and unable to form words, her hand glued to her cheek. The worst of it wasn't that Devyn had slapped her; it was that all Zoe really wanted was to just crawl into those arms again and feel it all pushed away. She hiccuped, rubbing at her face again with the other arm. She looked up at Devyn, her eyes somehow at least a puffy as before, if not worse. I love you. The words popped into Zoe's mind, and she opened her mouth, almost daring to speak them. That didn't make much sense to her: wanting to say that after someone hit her. But Devyn had been angry at the suggestion, at what Zoe said, at this whole mess; she didn't hit, at least not like that, not normally. Zoe knew that.

Still she couldn't help but turn her gaze away, eventually lowering her hand, wondering what she should do. "I'd better wrap my hands," she mumbled, sniffing again. She got up, shuffling toward where she'd seen wrapping before.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn had not even been thinking about the hands that still clung to her, she didn’t care. She was mad, she let it out because Zoe basically pushed her to that point and even at the slap Devyn still felt angry but it was quickly becoming filled with frustration and sadness. She felt like crying, but Devyn was not really a crier. Not in front of other people at least, not in front of her fragile girlfriend that was for sure. If they were still going out. Devyn didn’t know anymore, she just didn’t know. Great way to wake up from almost dying and have to deal with this. The thought floated in Devyn's mind in a bitter tone as she gripped at the bed sheets and held onto them as tight as she could, even with her body hurting. Damn it, this should not be this hard. Devyn thought as she looked down at the sheets, now the thought of breaking up with Zoe had been implanted into Devyn's mind. As if that was what Zoe really wanted? That she wanted Devyn to break up with her.

"...I'm sorry." Devyn managed to get out, her words low and just sounding like she was hurting. She was hurting, mentally and physically. All the drama and they didn’t even get to actually sleep with one another. This kind of thing should have happened later right? Something. Devyn's hand moved into her hair and gripped it hard, pulling on it, as she rubbed her father's ring that she still luckily had in her. Devyn just felt like shutting down. Feeling that her emotions where getting the better of her as the shadows started to pull towards her direction, making her pull on her hair a little harder. Not noticing that Zoe had gotten up, not hearing the words Zoe had said about wrapping up her hands. Devyn just wanted to hurt something, she wanted something to suffer. She had to get out of here. Go out and have some fun. Do something, anything to take her mind off of this. Off of Zoe still thinking that she was not good enough for Devyn. "Why won’t you...understand?" Devyn's words came out weak as she pulled on her hair more, she wanted to get it cut now, not liking it this long anymore.

"I...I don't..." Devyn didn’t know what to say, she was trying to comfort Zoe but she was having a hard time getting herself to calm down. Managing to bring her legs up enough to rest her elbows on her knees. Still having a hold of her hair and pulling on it. Then moving to rip of the monitors and going to try and remove the IV out of her arm.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Zoe didn't quite hear the first words, as she was some distance away, getting together wrappings. Zoe was actually used to hearing people barely speaking, since she herself rarely spoke above a whisper. Still, her own mind was befuddled and lost. Zoe managed to find the wrappings though, and worked to unravel them while still watching her own ointment slick hands. As she just got some unwrapped, however, she heard the next words, understand. Zoe turned, then her eyes widened. She stumbled as she moved to dash toward Devyn, dropping the roll of wrappings as she went.

She got to Devyn as Devyn drew herself into a ball. Zoe didn't think; she never thought things through in these situations, which was precisely how they'd gotten there. She simply flung her arms around her girlfriend as best she could, squeezing her tight. She raised her arms up, pinning Devyn's and trying to pull them away. It would have been humorous under normal circumstances: Devyn had at least twice the amount of muscle that Zoe had. As soon as Devyn moved for the monitors, Zoe grabbed Devyn's arm with her own. She knew that it probably wasn't a good idea, and her hands were slick with the ointment. In fact, that layer actually deadened the sensation a good deal: the ointment's mixture working to slightly deaden Zoe's power, not to mention that her hands were slick.

"Devyn!" Zoe managed, her voice raw. "Devyn! Stop it!" panic started to leak into Zoe's voice. She ran. That was what she did when this happened. she ran and hid. She'd just wanted to go and wrap up and forget about this. But she could not, would not run and hide from Devyn now. "Devyn, dammit!" she nearly screeched, "you'll hurt yourself worse!" Zoe would paralyze her girlfriend's arms if she had to; her own slick, pained hands scrabbling over her girlfriend's arms. An idea hit Zoe and she acted, slapping a hand down on the section of Devyn's arm where the IV entered and pressing down hard. Her ability would seep into that area, instantly numbing it, crawling up the arm as a whole. Devyn wouldn't be able to feel the IV within seconds. It was, in point of fact, the first time Zoe had used her power offensively of her own volition, a fact that, under other circumstances, would have been something to marvel at.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn just didn’t want to be here anymore. She didn’t want to be in this bed, not sitting here, not feeling trapped and having to think so much. She just wanted thing to just flow, go smooth. All this stress was not needed, she didn’t want it. Was it that had to be in a relationship with someone with such a power? Should they break up? Was that was Zoe really wanted? Did Devyn want that now? Too many questions and thoughts that were just making her feel sick and worse about it all, the monitor for her heart clearly beeping faster as Devyn's heart rate picked up. Having been paralyzed for hours only to work herself up to such a state was making her sick, nothing in her stomach to even really get rid of, and Devyn didn’t even feel like puking. She just wanted to pull her hair out, pull what was attached to her out, and get out of this stupid bed.

Trapped. Caged. Monitored. Thought thoughts where making Devyn start to growl and as she was closing in on herself she felt Zoe there. Zoe's arms going around her. Devyn kind of like barked at Zoe in a way as Zoe tried to stop her from pulling the monitors and IV out. Zoe was not stronger then Devyn, it would be easy to just toss Zoe across the room if she really wanted. Her eyes almost looking black instead of green as she bared her teeth, the more animalistic side coming out in Devyn as the shadows seemed to start to creep up the side of the bed. Seeking to become one with Devyn and let the real beast out. "Why should I?! I don’t want to be in this stupid bed!" Devyn yelled back at Zoe, angry at Zoe, angry at herself, and just pretty much everything. Devyn ignored her now, not even caring if she was going to end up hurting herself more. She wanted out and away now! However Zoe used her power on Devyn, this time on purpose. The hand coming down on where the IV was for a moment, stinging at first but then going numb and then starting to spread.

Devyn was breathing hard, but she was no longer making an effort to remove the IV in her arm, could not even feel it. Closing her eyes and just trying to bring herself back from the anger. Listening to Zoe's heartbeat, to Zoe's breathing, then taking the time to do a couple of deep breaths of her own. Shadows starting to return from where they came from. Devyn's legs sliding back down out in front of her and she just went still for a moment. Then leaned in heavily on Zoe, moving to hide her face somewhat into Zoe. "I'm pathetic too Zoe...we all have things that make us...weak...does not mean we are not worth it. Does not mean no one should care." Devyn’s words where a little mumbled. Letting out another heavy sigh, calming down pretty quickly since she had done this sort of thing with her father. "Kiss me if you still want to be together, if not just lay down and stay this night and then you can do whatever you like after." Words came out detached again, no feeling, Devyn doing it to still work on calming herself.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Zoe sort of recognized the barking, or guessed. She did notice the shadows creeping up, wriggling as if they wanted to become one with the girl. Zoe saw them extending toward the bed, reaching toward Devyn. Saw them and yelled: "NO, No, you will not have her!" directed at the shadows as if they were sentient. "You can't have her because she's mine!" And Zoe pushed even harder against Devyn, not caring that her girlfriend yelled or struggled, knowing that her power, that paralysis, would seep into Devyn quickly, stun the girl. Of course Devyn didn't want to be in the bed; neither of them wanted to be there, but Zoe would be damned if Devyn hurt herself.

Something worked. Legs slid; shadows receded; Devyn relaxed. Zoe panted and leaned back a little, releasing Devyn's arm, her own hands throbbing. Devyn was pathetic too; Zoe almost wanted to laugh at that. A sigh, one that Zoe watched carefully, her gaze not leaving her girlfriend, except to dart to the shadows. The words came out and Zoe almost laughed. she reached up to wipe at her eyes, then leaned forward. She kissed Devyn quick, quick by hard, ending by giving her girlfriend's no doubt numb lip a little nip. She was beginning to see why Devyn liked the whole ownership thing, and, in fact, Zoe ran her hands down Devyn's sides for a moment, staring down.

"You're mine," she reiterated, looking up into Devyn's eyes, her own browns shimmering for a few moments. She licked her lips, then coughed. "But, um, I really do need some water,' she flushed, looked down as if just realizing what she'd said and done, and then looked away for a few moments, feeling more than a little embarrassed at the whole situation.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn half missed it but she as pretty sure Zoe had yelled at her shadows, the shadows that part of Devyn was pulling so she could use her power. It was a mix of in her control but not in her control. So in a way it was like the shadows that had been pulled were sentient, but Zoe's yelling did not bother them, if anything they wanted to take over Devyn more. Silence that yelling and putting it in its place. Who did Zoe think she was? Claiming Devyn's as her own? Devyn belonged to the shadows, she was their Shadow Prince and they were her loyal subjects, ready to change her into something larger, stronger, and deadlier. Devyn did feel Zoe pushing harder against her, starting to feel Zoe's power spread more, which was being taken slightly as a threat but at the same time was calming Devyn down. She had always been easy to calm down if there was an apology but even more so if there was some kind of physical contact.

She yelled at my shadows. Devyn could not help but to have a little mental laugh at that. Remembering how Zoe was back when the shadows fully covered Devyn and she was in her Shadow Beast From. Would she be able to yell at me then if I lost control? Devyn wondered for a moment, because if Zoe could that would be very important. She needed people there that could break her out of that darkness that she honestly felt at home in. It was her connection to her father and in general she felt safe there, which was why the longer she stayed using her power the harder it was to turn back to normal. Her arms where released and Zoe seemed to be breathing hard as well. Devyn just hoped Zoe got what she was getting at; nothing else mattered so long as Zoe understood that she needed to think more about herself. Devyn kissed Zoe back as soon as she felt the lips against hers. She liked this kiss, even if it was quick, it was hard, and Devyn could feel the feelings behind it. Blushing just a little at the little nip lip that Zoe pulled, not expecting it.

Devyn's blush would have easily vanished in a matter of seconds but Zoe was running her hands down Devyn's sides and staring at her, then saying 'you're mine'. Devyn blushed a little more but could not really look away from Zoe, looking into her girlfriends eyes as the blush started to settle and appear as if it was never there. Part of Devyn was pretty much thinking about how hot that was and if she was not supposed to be healing how she might take Zoe right in that bed. However, again she needed to get out of that mind set for Zoe's sake and wanting her first to love her. The other part of Devyn was the part that made a low growl slip out since Devyn was top dog and Zoe was hers. However the growl slipped into a small chuckle at how quick Zoe changed and was talking about getting water. "Yes, get some water. You need it." Devyn said still chuckling a little, wanting to say I love you but would have meant it in Zoe was just so great that Devyn loved having her around, but she didn’t want to confuse Zoe, so she was just going to avoid the 'love' word.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Naturally Zoe noticed when her girlfriend kissed her back. she always would. It did feel a little weird though, that they were already at that point again, so quickly, kissing one another. Zoe didn't think she could help it. She kept denying herself, trying to steel her body, but one thing kept bubbling to the surface: she wanted Devyn; bad. It did strike her as a little strange that Devyn had blushed, or at least it looked like she'd blushed. The growl though, Zoe had half-expected that, even guessed that it probably had something to do with either Zoe getting randy or Zoe taking charge. Now that noise just flattered Zoe instead of scared her.

Zoe turned to look over her shoulder at Devyn, sticking her tongue out at her girlfriend. "You need it too,' she pointed out, extending a finger to match the tongue, "but don't worry, I'll get enough for both of us." And Zoe began digging about in the fridge and other areas. Her hands still ached, throbbing off and on, but the ointment had certainly worked well. Plus, a slightly mischievous part of Zoe wanted to just sort of rub the first layer off so that Devyn would give her another hand massage. Zoe doubted that Devyn would find massaging Zoe's hands "hot," and it wasn't quite as physically arousing as, say, getting nibbled on the neck. No, instead the hand massage was emotionally arousing. Zoe figured that Devyn probably did understand that, though she doubted the girl would admit as much.

Soon Zoe had a couple of water bottles in one hand, and a tray of refrigerated cafeteria food in another. The food was mostly mush, though that mush did include what looked like some kind of meaty gravy. She quickly found a microwave, put it in, set the timer, and then carried the bottles back to Devyn. As she extended one toward her, however, it slid from her hands. Zoe giggled as it dropped to the bed, lowering her eyes in a way that was almost... flirtatious.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was not at all surprised that they were back to kissing one another, alright she was a little but that was more so on the Zoe end. She sort of expected Zoe to avoid kissing her a little longer, making excuses, and scared that she would hurt Devyn again. It was a breath of fresh air to have Zoe not do that, to feel her girlfriends lips upon hers. Devyn wanted that, so much so that it might as well been a need for her. In order for Devyn to really go out with anyone she felt like there need to be some form of interactions that you would not do with your friends. If Zoe did not let her kiss and touch her, then Devyn would not see the point in them dating. The might as well been friends in that case, so it was good that Zoe kissed her. It was why Devyn asked for it. She could deal with still just cuddling Zoe, but if Zoe had chosen to go with that route, well Devyn was pretty sure if Zoe didn’t end up breaking up with her, that she would be the one to do it.

"I do, but I'm more worried about you getting water more then I'm worried about myself. I have this IV hooked up to me." Devyn said gesturing to it with her head since her arm was still feeling a little numb after Zoe's move to stop her from pulling it out. Zoe had been brave in a way, because Devyn could have hurt her. Would they have been even then? Would Zoe stop feeling so bad, or would it have made things worse. Either way Zoe seemed to be in a good mood again, teasing and just being that cute Zoe that Devyn really cared about. She watched Zoe move about, getting something to drink as well as the food out of the fridge. Devyn could not help but to make a sad face a little, she didn’t really like cafeteria food and only really put up with it for lunch, any other time she cooked herself something to eat. Still, it was food so she would most likely still want it in the end.

I wonder how long they expect me to stay in this bed. Devyn's mind began to wonder how long they expected her to stay put. How many hours or days would they make sure she stayed in this stupid bed? She was for sure not going to remain in it for a week, three or four days was her limit. Devyn's thoughts were broken as Zoe came back over towards her, dropping a water bottle in the process onto the bed and then having a certain look in her eyes. A look Devyn knew well but did not see that often from Zoe and it was just not making the whole, trying to not push Zoe to what Devyn wanted to do to her easy. "Giving me sexy eyes now Zoe? Teasing me and making me want to pounce you?" Devyn asked in a sly tone as she dropped her voice lower, leaning forward a little towards her girlfriend.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Devyn certainly had a point about the water. Now that Zoe wasn't quite freaking out as much (though still feeling a little skiddish, but for her, that was normal) she was beginning to feel the dehydration settling in. She licked her dried lips just thinking about it.

Not quite as much thought went into that look. Zoe flushed as Devyn teased and flirted, the shy girl averting her gaze for several long moments, looking toward the ground. She realized, however, that she needed to actually get the water bottle to Devyn. So she bent down slightly, grabbed the one bottle, and held it out toward Devyn. It didn't last long before sliding out of Zoe's still damaged hands, and she nearly gasped as it fell, likely landing on Devyn. Zoe blushed and mumbled a sorry, moving to grab it before realizing that it was sliding between Devyn's legs. Zoe jerked her hand out of there as soon as she realized, and then sat numbly on the bed. She popped open the water bottle, tilted the bottle back, and drank.

Then sputtered and choked a little, ending up bending over. She glanced over at Devyn, once more flushing, "I do not have sexy eyes," she murmured, her voice raspy from, well, everything. "And you know you can't be pouncing. You're supposed,' she paused to clear her throat and take another quick swig, "you're supposed to be recovering." She pointed the water bottle at Devyn, "I'll stun you again if i have to," she threatened, which sounded about as intimidating as a bunny growl.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn smiled a little more at seeing Zoe blush and avert her eyes, it was just too cute. Devyn pretty much felt most of her anger and need to hurt or break something just slipping away. Having Zoe here and being herself was what was doing it. Zoe was cute, he very cute girlfriend who was also sexy and a super tease, but Devyn still liked her. Ever since Zoe had said she liked Devyn a lot and slightly said she loved her that word did not seem to leave Devyn's mind. Even if she pretty much convinced herself that Zoe had still meant love in the way the Devyn loved Zoe. As a very important person that she wanted to look after and make happy. Devyn hopped she made Zoe happy, but at the same time she felt like she was not good for Zoe, that there was someone else that would be better for Zoe. Someone who would give her what she wants.

Devyn reached a hand out to take the bottle but Zoe had dropped it again and Devyn could not help but to chuckle again. She figured Zoe's hands were going to be slippery after Devyn had rubbed the ointment on it and Zoe was supposed to have been wrapping them right? Devyn was just going to have to put some more on then when Zoe was done touching things. Devyn went to grab the bottle but Zoe was reaching for it, only to stop when the bottle rolled between Devyn's legs. Devyn could not help but to laugh a little at that. "What was that for? I swear I don’t have vagina dentata." Devyn said followed by a snicker as she picked up her water bottle, opened it and went to take a nice long drink from it. Almost chucking for a moment from how fast she was drinking it and noted that she needed to take it slower. Zoe was not going to steal her drink from her or anything and even if the bottle was slippery from having been on Zoe's hand she kept a good grip on it.

Devyn looked over when she heard Zoe choking a little, most likely from what Devyn had said about sexy eyes. Zoe's words only confirmed that. "I think everything about you is sexy, so that included your eyes." Devyn argued a little, giving Zoe a wink and gave a small nod as she let out a sigh. "Yeah, I know. No pouncing or doing anything fun while I sit in this bed." Devyn said in a slightly down tone as she went to take another drink from her water bottle. Looking at Zoe and then smirking at Zoe's threat, tilting her head a little at her girlfriend. "Keep talking dirty to me Zoe, I like it." Devyn teased, licking her lips while looking at Zoe.

[Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe]

Zoe was tempted to ask what "vagina dentata" was, but she had a feeling that it likely involved something that she definitely wouldn't feel comfortable broaching such a subject. Especially now, especially with where they were and all. Zoe was too busy choking on her own water to really make any comments anyway. She was soon back to just sort of sipping and making idyl threats.

Threats that did seem to have some effect on Devyn, much to Zoe's surprise. She actually stared at Devyn as the other girl settled down, not quite believing what she was seeing. Devyn did flirt though, insisting that everything about Zoe was sexy. Zoe was tempted to argue that, seeing as she hardly felt sexy now, with her hair a mess, not to mention wearing someone else's clothing, clothing that Zoe was pretty sure had flecks of her own sick dotted in places. It sagged at Zoe's chest too, making her feel a little less busty than she normally would (not that Zoe usually thought about her chest all that much). There was a little flirty wink in there too, from Devyn, of course, and that almost pouty acceptance.

A smirk, a head tilt, and then words that made Zoe's eyes go wide. She flushed, turned her head, took another quick sip of the water bottle, and sort of worried the label with her fingers. "Um, I--um," she managed, fidgeting. She took another slip. Peeled a little more label. "I'm not really... good, at--" the microwave dinged, and Zoe sighed with relief, springing from the bed as though she had some sort of program. "Your food's done!" she chirped, almost scampering over to the microwave. It did smell a little appetizing, but Zoe's stomach was grumbling from just the water: she didn't want to think what would happen if she added something else into the mix.

[Devyn Solway]

Devyn was tempted to tell Zoe what vagina dentata was just by the look on Zoe's face. Heck she was going to tell her. "There is a movie out on it. Just think teeth, but down there." Devyn said all casual like, as if it was no big deal and she really didn’t see it as one. She was just happy that it was not a real thing, because...well that would suck. It would be a good way at preventing early teen pregnancies however, so long as it was guy on girl. Losing fingers or my tongue... Devyn began to think but then shook her head. Nope, she was not going down that train of thought, no way. It ended here. New subject. Zoe might have been wise in not having asked about it, even if it was a bit too late since Devyn went ahead and told her about it anyway. Watching her girlfriend closely to see how she would react to finding out what the words had meant.

Devyn was only really having an issue with the fact that was not in well...Zoe clothing. The clothing was a lot bagger and didn’t smell like Zoe, so Devyn didn’t like it. Not only did they not smell like Zoe, they did not smell like Devyn all that much. That had to be changed. Devyn was tempted to break into Zoe's room when she would not be around and roll over everything Zoe owned. Laying claim in other words with her scent to keep anyone else away from her Zoe. Her mind started to wonder now if Zoe still had that large stuff animal she had given her and had she named it. Did Zoe sleep with it every night? Did she ever pretend it was Devyn? That last thought brought a smirk to Devyn's face as he mind went into the gutter for a few moments, remembering that Zoe did say that she had a few dreams about Devyn. There would be a time where Devyn was going to want to know about one in detail.

So innocent. I want to take it all. Zoe was flushing and looking away, words coming out broken and stumbled over like usual whenever Devyn had gotten Zoe flustered. Devyn didn’t even get to full hear what Zoe was trying to say when the microwave dinged. Saved by the bell. This happened a lot in fact. As soon as Devyn was about to get something out of Zoe something else prevented it. It was like the world was out to make Zoe a complete tease when it came to Devyn. "Yippee." Devyn said with zero enthusiasm in her voice. Even if her stomach did growl a little at the scent. Moving around a little on the bed, still eager to eat. "Are you going to have any with me?" Devyn did ask because even if she was not much of a food share type person, she would with her friends and for sure her girlfriend.