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[May 10] [Silent Hill 2] Substitute
Title: Substitute
Day/Theme: May 10/understudy
Series: Silent Hill 2
Character/Pairing: James/Maria
Rating: Hard R for sex
Word Count: 428
Note: Slightly AU
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Heaven's Night was the first thing Maria saw when she woke up, and she doesn't know how she feels about being here again, staring at dusty bottles and old furniture. James is ignoring her, which isn't right. Maria isn't sure why she is even in Silent Hill, and sometimes doesn't want to know. But James should pay attention because it seems to be all about him. She gets up, pours herself a glass of something random. Then he notices.
"We're not here to have drinks."
"Why not?" she asks. She continues, sipping way too fast, and ends up a little dizzy. Then she pours another and sits down on a table and looks at James, who is noticing her now.
He walks over, takes the glass from her hand and puts it down. Then he kisses her, and it's real, and it's what she wanted. She pushes everything further, running her hands down his back and teasing his lips with her tongue. James moans slightly into her mouth, putting a hand on the back of her head.
Now he's reaching up under her blouse, into her bra, pinching her nipple so hard that it almost hurts. But she is still thinking that it's what she wanted, what she needed, because it's James.
He runs a hand up her thigh and she parts her legs for him, sighing. He caresses her through her panties, then puts his fingers inside them to stroke her, feel her wetness.
"You feel just like her," he says.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" She struggles, pulls his hand away from her, and jumps off the table.
"What am I supposed to say? You look like her, you have her scent, and you even feel like her."
"I'm not her!" Maria is nearly screaming. "And if you want to fuck me because I'm like her then you can forget it."
"There must be some reason you look so much like she did," James insists.
"I don't care. I won't be her for you. She's dead, and you're never going to find her here."
"Don't say that," James mutters, staring at the floor.
Maria throws the glass of liquor against a wall and watches it shatter. "Would she do that?" She shakes her head. "Just go. Just get the fuck out of here already."
James leaves, slamming the door behind him, and Maria puts her head down on the table. She suddenly understands that she will never be good enough and that James will always see Mary in her eyes, and she hates him for it.
Day/Theme: May 10/understudy
Series: Silent Hill 2
Character/Pairing: James/Maria
Rating: Hard R for sex
Word Count: 428
Note: Slightly AU
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rosehiptea and sh_het.Heaven's Night was the first thing Maria saw when she woke up, and she doesn't know how she feels about being here again, staring at dusty bottles and old furniture. James is ignoring her, which isn't right. Maria isn't sure why she is even in Silent Hill, and sometimes doesn't want to know. But James should pay attention because it seems to be all about him. She gets up, pours herself a glass of something random. Then he notices.
"We're not here to have drinks."
"Why not?" she asks. She continues, sipping way too fast, and ends up a little dizzy. Then she pours another and sits down on a table and looks at James, who is noticing her now.
He walks over, takes the glass from her hand and puts it down. Then he kisses her, and it's real, and it's what she wanted. She pushes everything further, running her hands down his back and teasing his lips with her tongue. James moans slightly into her mouth, putting a hand on the back of her head.
Now he's reaching up under her blouse, into her bra, pinching her nipple so hard that it almost hurts. But she is still thinking that it's what she wanted, what she needed, because it's James.
He runs a hand up her thigh and she parts her legs for him, sighing. He caresses her through her panties, then puts his fingers inside them to stroke her, feel her wetness.
"You feel just like her," he says.
"What the hell do you mean by that?" She struggles, pulls his hand away from her, and jumps off the table.
"What am I supposed to say? You look like her, you have her scent, and you even feel like her."
"I'm not her!" Maria is nearly screaming. "And if you want to fuck me because I'm like her then you can forget it."
"There must be some reason you look so much like she did," James insists.
"I don't care. I won't be her for you. She's dead, and you're never going to find her here."
"Don't say that," James mutters, staring at the floor.
Maria throws the glass of liquor against a wall and watches it shatter. "Would she do that?" She shakes her head. "Just go. Just get the fuck out of here already."
James leaves, slamming the door behind him, and Maria puts her head down on the table. She suddenly understands that she will never be good enough and that James will always see Mary in her eyes, and she hates him for it.