CLOSED [Thomas & Justine] Get Well PSL

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Justine had mixed feelings about Harry. He was Thomas’s brother and she knew that Thomas loved him but whenever Thomas returned from helping Harry he was always in a poor state. Knowing this, she had made sure that she could touch him and had left the first aid kit out on the coffee table. She might not need it but Justine preferred to be prepared.

When Thomas returned she had convinced him to sit on the couch and allow her to look at him. He was handsome, he always was, but she could also tell that he was also tired. Thin pale fingers brushed over his forehead, placing silky black strands of hair behind his ear before trailing along the curve of his neck. Justine enjoyed the moments where she could touch him, even if they never lasted.

"What am I going to do with you?" She whispered softly, a fond smile touching her lips. "We should get you out of these clothes and cleaned up."

Justine was dressed in a loose blouse and a skirt. She rarely dressed as casually as Thomas did though she had a few t-shirts that he had bought her that she wore around the apartment.

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[blackraith]

Thomas was more than just a little lucky to have alover so good to him as Justine. The fact that she'd gone from doe to someone he didn't want to live without was rare enough as it is. After discovering how much their feelings for one another ran, there were a few weeks where he cursed his father and his own luck that he hadn't met her earlier. That he been denied an easy existence like Imani.

But, then again, if that had happened, he wouldn't really have his brother or the life that he currently enjoyed either. So, he'd have to take things as they were instead of wishing for them to be different.

When she kissed his face, he let out a soft, pleased moan. Already, just her touch was helping him. While she might be just a human, she was absolutely perfect as she was and he didn't want anything differently.

"The next time my brother," he managed coherently before pulling her in for a deep kiss, twining his tongue around hers for long seconds, "remind me to tell him no."

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Justine slipped into his lap, careful not to put pressure on his ribs or bruises. It was a difficult task but one that she managed with grace and relative ease. Her fingers intertwined in his silky dark hair, tugging just enough to feel the pleasant pressure on his scalp.

The kiss was deep and greedy, matched in strength and eagerness as their tongues twisted together in a familiar dance. She smiled against his lips as his spoke and whispered a sweet reply. "I will have words with him next time. To keep you safe." Then she was done talking, returning to his kiss and the heat of his touch.

Thomas wouldn't deny his little brother anything but Justine would continue to protect him in whatever way she could. Even if that meant threatening Harry to look after Thomas better.

It wouldn't be the first time she'd threatened or blackmailed Harry.

Her fingers slowly released his hair and danced lovingly down his spine. Her touches were light and careful. She'd wait for him to be fully healed before she let things get too rough. Justine didn't want Thomas hurting himself more.