At that, her eyes snapped back to his face, huge with shock. Nearly soundlessly, she breathed, “You too?”
A frown crossed his features. “You don’t do you?”
Summer just nodded.
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His arms fell away, but something he’d said caught her attention. “People like you? Mordred, knights aren’t hated … “
Mordred shook his head, tonguing his cheek. “No, they’re not,” he tells her, tossing up between telling her and keeping his mouth shut, “but people with magic are.”
At that, her eyes snapped back to his face, huge with shock. Nearly soundlessly, she breathed, “You too?”
Summer turned her head, trying to hide behind wisps of hair. Her mouth opened and closed, at a loss for what to say. “I thought, now, since you accepted my ring, since you asked me … but I’ll just … ” His arms were still around her, and she couldn’t bring herself to pull away any farther.
It had been a game, just an amusement, and now it wasn’t one at all, and she didn’t know what to do.
”Summer I-” He stopped, allowing his arms to fall from around her, seeing that she wanted to leave. “I don’t know how to open up to anyone,” he adds. “I never have, because I’ve never had a reason to. The hatred harboured for people like me- if I wasn’t to be exploited I had to learn to hide myself. Something, a pattern that I can’t so easily fall out of now.” Mordred tells her, “it has nothing to do with you.”
His arms fell away, but something he’d said caught her attention. “People like you? Mordred, knights aren’t hated … “
“Yes you did,” she whispered, forgetting to hide what she could do. He had asked, and then — “You pulled away inside.”
His lips form into a thin line. “I didn’t mean it, it’s just a thing I do without meaning to. I’m sorry.”
Summer turned her head, trying to hide behind wisps of hair. Her mouth opened and closed, at a loss for what to say. “I thought, now, since you accepted my ring, since you asked me … but I’ll just … ” His arms were still around her, and she couldn’t bring herself to pull away any farther.
It had been a game, just an amusement, and now it wasn’t one at all, and she didn’t know what to do.
“You haven’t given me a chance.” It hurt. He pulled away inside, and it hurt. She searched his face, trying to find why. “You … aren’t going to give me a chance. Are you.”
He looked back up at her, slightly hurt by her accusation. “I never said anything of the sort, Summer.”
“Yes you did,” she whispered, forgetting to hide what she could do. He had asked, and then — “You pulled away inside.”
“You can’t hurt me, Mordred. And you can’t lie to me.” Summer leans back again, to look him in the eyes. Seriously, she says, “I promise. No matter how tightly, you can’t hurt me.” A shy, teasing smile quirks one corner of her mouth. “If you’re so worried, take off your armour.”
Unintentionally Mordred drew himself back into the little cocoon he always found himself in, something that had become some sort of a second home to him. “You don’t know that.”
“You haven’t given me a chance.” It hurt. He pulled away inside, and it hurt. She searched his face, trying to find why. “You … aren’t going to give me a chance. Are you.”
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”Are you okay Summer?”
“I like it. You should do it more often.” She touches a fingertip to his nose and giggles.
He pokes out his tongue, licking her finger as a joke before he smiles. “Of course, my dear.”
“I have rules about tongues, darling,” she says, and shakes the finger at him. “Other peoples’ tongues. If you are going to stick it at me you must do something useful with it. Licking is not useful.”
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”Are you okay Summer?”
Summer licks him again, and plops down in his lap. “You called me ‘dear’.”
“That I did,” Mordred says with a smile, scrunching his face up.
“I like it. You should do it more often.” She touches a fingertip to his nose and giggles.
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”Are you okay Summer?”
She blinks up at him innocently. “I can stop if you don’t like it.”
Mordred smiles. “No dear, I was just surprised, that is all.”
Summer licks him again, and plops down in his lap. “You called me ‘dear’.”
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”Are you okay Summer?”
“Bored.”
He tilts his head, “So you lick me?”
She blinks up at him innocently. “I can stop if you don’t like it.”