to want is to be human
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“You have very pretty hair,” Baran muses absently. Like she doesn’t mean anything by it. Like it’s a perfectly normal thing to say to your coworker. And it is.
If Samira didn’t have her face so close to Baran’s chest, and if her muscles weren’t tense enough to power a small town, she’d take it as it was clearly meant to be taken: normally. But Baran isn’t wearing her jacket, and her scrub top is thin, and if Samira looks—actually looks instead of averting her eyes and trying not to cringe away—she can see indents where the straps of Baran’s bra sit under the fabric.
“Thank you,” Samira says, and her voice is higher than normal. She clears her throat. Hopes that Baran doesn't notice her blush as her hands carefully comb through Samira’s hair.
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- Part 1 of to want is to be human
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A minute later, Baran emerges with a clearly refilled bottle. Sets it at Samira’s elbow like it’s nothing. Like she hasn’t lit a fire in Samira’s belly with just one simple move.
After that first night (cough, after Samira pissed herself in Baran’s arms with Baran cooing gentle words into her ear and telling her she’s such a good girl for mama), they hadn’t had time to play more into that particular kink, one they clearly shared. There was some kink discussion, don’t get her wrong, just none about this.
This being the look Baran shoots her when she drains her second bottle of water. The sway of her hips as she saunters over to fetch Samira’s bottle, the smirk on her face as she heads back to the breakroom to refill it, the clench in Samira’s gut as she realizes what’s happening.
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- Part 2 of to want is to be human