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[11-Aug-2021][Criminal Minds] The Blood Isn't Love
Title: The Blood Isn't Love
Day/Prompt: 11-Aug-2021
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Character/Pairing: Elle/Jordan
Rating/Warning(s): Teen
"Not a fan of knives?" Elle smiles, and Jordan shakes her head.
No knives, no blood, not together, no hurting Elle, and no hurting her; love is healing. She's glad to have basic, normal tastes; whipped cream, sugar, and maybe handcuffs are reasonable play, but at her old job—a fact she isn't keen to divulge to Elle— liaising for the BAU, she encountered the spectrum of sexual deviancy. Jordan wasn't eager to dive in. So maybe she's a little judgmental of people who beat their partners and call it love in fancy names and complex lies; it isn't love. Love is caring, gentleness, being in their space and life.
Jordan inhales her scent, catching wood and spice in the air. Another thing love is: safety.
Jordan leans in, warm in her scent.
"Good," Elle says. She leans into kiss her, Jordan meeting half-way, noses brushing as her long, slender fingers sweep black hair behind tiny shoulders. "I'm not either."
Day/Prompt: 11-Aug-2021
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Character/Pairing: Elle/Jordan
Rating/Warning(s): Teen
"Not a fan of knives?" Elle smiles, and Jordan shakes her head.
No knives, no blood, not together, no hurting Elle, and no hurting her; love is healing. She's glad to have basic, normal tastes; whipped cream, sugar, and maybe handcuffs are reasonable play, but at her old job—a fact she isn't keen to divulge to Elle— liaising for the BAU, she encountered the spectrum of sexual deviancy. Jordan wasn't eager to dive in. So maybe she's a little judgmental of people who beat their partners and call it love in fancy names and complex lies; it isn't love. Love is caring, gentleness, being in their space and life.
Jordan inhales her scent, catching wood and spice in the air. Another thing love is: safety.
Jordan leans in, warm in her scent.
"Good," Elle says. She leans into kiss her, Jordan meeting half-way, noses brushing as her long, slender fingers sweep black hair behind tiny shoulders. "I'm not either."