commandshumor: (Turn around)
commandshumor ([personal profile] commandshumor) wrote in [community profile] fateandfortune 2015-12-13 06:42 am (UTC)

Eight minutes with distractions. Well done indeed.

It was a lot for one night so he agreed to cease the training. Tomorrow would be their last night on Atlantis, the following day they'd be back on the hive. By the time they returned to the ancient city, he was certain she'd be able to keep her ability so under wraps that the effort will amount to no more than remembering to breathe.

The extra touch on his arm had him look down and then back to her. Keller did that when he'd been in the hospital. A reassuring or comforting gesture. But there was still that lingering feeling on the back of his neck that his prey was touching him...and all it would take would be a quick raise of the hand to feed...or defend himself, as prey usually never cooperated with being fed upon and fought back when possible.

It was several millennial of instinct, he doubted it would go away within a couple years.

Todd chuffed in response and nodded before withdrawing. "Get some rest, tonight was quite an accomplished one."

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