Hard Pill to Swallow (c)

[Corsair]

"How'd that go for ya?" he asked his brough thickening without his knowledge. He really had no right to be angry, they weren't together-- they were just-- he didn't even know what they were doing and it wasn't like if he hadnt' been so damn busy he wouldn't have crawled in with a willing body.

[Gypsy]

Gypsy swallowed roughly, licking her lips. "I'm here now, aren't I. How d'ya think."

[Corsair]

"Think Rae went for your throat.." he muttered and ran his hand over his hair and down his neck. Christ. "I got nothin' to say Gen.. ya needed to do what ya needed to do."

[Gypsy]

She sighed. "Cor..." She didn't know what to say to him. She was half annoyed that he was mad at her -- he had no right to be. She'd offered herself to him, and he said no. And yet...she had this awful guilty feeling in her stomach. Like she'd disappointed him.

[Corsair]

He sighed and ran his hand over his head, "Gorgeous, you did what you wanted. But I gotta tell ya, me n' Spot? Two different people who two different methods." Getting to his feet, he brushed off his pants with his hands, tugging a smoke out of the pack and putting it behind his ear. "In just about everything we do."

[Gypsy]

She sat up, watching him. "I don't want Spot, Cor. I never wanted him." She almost said 'not like I want you' but she didn't. He was angry with her, and she wasn't entirely sure why.

[Corsair]

"Christ, Gen you don't want half the men you sleep with... " It was a power play and he sighed, moving for some matches, wishing he had a flint lighter instead. "It's none of my business Gen."

[Gypsy]

"I know it's not. I know. And I know I didn't have to tell you." She got up, moving to him, touching his back lightly. "But I--after the other day..."

[Corsair]

His back rippled, christ, he looked up for a moment and willed his body to calm down, the anger to evaporate. He was pretty controlled most of the time and a slow burn, it took a lot to make him angry. But this time? "... after the other day you wanted to tell me cause it matters. I get it Gen, but let me be angry about it awhile." All she proved was that she could and whatever it was between them. Wasn't strong enough to change them. "I ain't angry at you--" He was just angry.

[Gypsy]

"I--I didn't do it to hurt you, Cor..." And she didn't. She half-expected (or maybe just hoped) that he wouldn't care at all. Because if he didn't care, she could walk away and pretend none of it meant anything. But it had meant something, something deeper than she had ever anticipated or imagined.

[Corsair]

"I know, gorgeous," she just did what came natural, control came natural. Hell they all needed control in one form or another. "Mind leavin' me alone awhile?" He had to think.

[Gypsy]

She felt a sharp pain in her chest that was a lot like feeling hurt. "You--I...Cor, just turn around and look at me a minute..."

[Corsair]

She had his smoke clenched between his lips and he obliged her, looking over at her. He looked furious but there was an underlying disappointment there too. But who was he kidding, really-- people like them didn't change even when they wanted too.

[Gypsy]

The look on his face made her insides twist up uncomfortably, and her face fell, tears springing to her eyes before she could stop them. Rae had called her trash. Maybe she was.

"I'll just...I'll just go..." She barely managed to get that out, turning away and hurrying towards the door.

[Corsair]

He didn't stop her this time, lighting his smoke. "Gen... we ain't ready for this."