"She has to wash the grit, the oil, the dust from her skin. The earthy, thick cloy of the planet. The man. She has to wash that man from her skin. He's on her, like a slick oil which has to be soaped away. Lingering, obtrusive, under her nails and secreted until afterwards, when she thinks she is clean, and it's still there." Post 'Workforce' 1&2. J/C. Introspection in 3 parts.
Rated: M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Chapters: 3 - Words: 9,260 - Reviews: 9 - Favs: 14 - Follows: 4 - Updated: 9/18/2016 - Published: 9/10/2016