[ Of course she damn well could do that. Mako could and does, because she's getting a better idea of where he's coming from. She takes a few moments to properly understand all of it, especially the way he's wrapping his arms around her.
Tight -- he's in a possessive mood, and the reason for it is clear enough in his next words. Mako doesn't look surprised, but she's perhaps angry that he had to hear all of it. She knows that the Marshal means well, but she's not going to leave Raleigh; not for anything in the world.
She's sorry, she's sorry that it seemed like she was rejecting him, that they hadn't been intimate in so long, and their close proximity reminds her again of how attracted she is to him. Her hands on his chest, she leans down to kiss the side of his mouth. She's his; she belongs to him without a doubt. ]
I'm not doing that. Raleigh, [ she sighs, leaning down to press her forehead against him. ] Raleigh, I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere. You're not going anywhere either. What else did he say to you?
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Tight -- he's in a possessive mood, and the reason for it is clear enough in his next words. Mako doesn't look surprised, but she's perhaps angry that he had to hear all of it. She knows that the Marshal means well, but she's not going to leave Raleigh; not for anything in the world.
She's sorry, she's sorry that it seemed like she was rejecting him, that they hadn't been intimate in so long, and their close proximity reminds her again of how attracted she is to him. Her hands on his chest, she leans down to kiss the side of his mouth. She's his; she belongs to him without a doubt. ]
I'm not doing that. Raleigh, [ she sighs, leaning down to press her forehead against him. ] Raleigh, I'm yours. I'm not going anywhere. You're not going anywhere either. What else did he say to you?