Description
The next day they were all weary from several long-ass hours of fighting the D.U.P., and they could feel themselves about to drop. Stepping into their apartment, formerly just Delsin's apartment, they plopped themselves on the floor, not even making it onto the couch. They didn't care; the floor wasn't too bad and they didn't feel like getting up. Delsin leaned his back against the couch and grabbed Fetch into his arms, careful of the bruises he knew that lingered underneath her clothes. Fetch settled herself against the smoke Conduit, laying her legs over Delsin's and tucking her kness close to his stomach. She made sure to pull Eugene with them, letting him get comfortable. Eugene eased himself against Fetch and she draped her arm over him, pulling him even closer.
The apartment was quiet only filled with the sounds of their own breathing, steady and calm. The three Conduits, the three who continuously risked their lives to save Seattle, took pleasure and reassurance at feeling each of them next to them. The body heat from one another was comforting and it made them slightly drowsy; they sank into one another.
Fetch breathed a sigh out of her nose and a gentle smile passed over her lips as she felt a pair of warm lips press against her collar bone and then the column of her neck. She rested her head atop Eugene's head, cheek rubbing against the smooth fabric of the gamer's hoodie. Delsin snuffed out a little laugh. Delsin grinned a little when he felt Fetch's hand--so much smaller than his and Eugene's hands--knead the juncture of his jaw and neck. Her thin, deft fingers rubbed some of the stress from his body and he leaned his head even more against her, feeling even more drowsy than before. Eugene felt Fetch's other arm drape over him and her fingers dipped to graze over his stomach and hipbone. He felt calm and the anxiety that had been bubbling within him all day was starting to fizzle away. He felt a calloused, very warm fingertip rest on his lip, and Eugene kissed it, knowing that it calmed Delsin down. He rested a hand on Delsin's knee because it grounded the smoke Conduit and let him know that he was here with him, and that he could relax and let them protect him for a change. But even with their bodies pressed together, limbs tangled, Delsin's legs straddled the both of them, still sheltering them.
They could feel themselves starting to drift off, lulled by body heat, safety, and familiarity. And even in the exhausted fog of their minds, they could still register someone saying "I love you" even though they couldn't tell who was the one who said it first. It didn't matter because all they would remember was "I love you" and this tender moment.
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Hi! This is my semi-sequel to a fic a did on Tumblr called "Best Spots for Cuddling", which can be found here . I absolutely love the Delgenetch pairing, and it's kinda taking over my life. Follow me on Tumblr! I've been way more active there than I have here. I am ms-musicl0ver !!!
EDIT: ***Hey guys, I'm actually moving all my inFAMOUS art to my newly created inFAMOUS side blog! It's under ms-musicl0vertheconduit . I still will be signing my stuff "ms-musicl0ver", though.
Delsin Rowe, Fetch Walker, Eugene Sims (from inFAMOUS: Second Son) (c) Sucker Punch
art (c) me!
Time: I lost track
Media: PaintTool Sai
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