"I've not exactly been a white knight either, Tasha." My head lulls back, eyes closed when I take off my glasses, "I confess every day." x.com/EspionRouge/st…

I feel so utterly disarmed, she can see the milky scars covering my eyes. I know I'm scattering, unable to see, nervous, "Th-thank you." x.com/EspionRouge/st…

I could see, in a way. Cast in fire, just like I imagine her to be normally. "I'm really not," I laugh, meaning well, "You're an Avenger." x.com/EspionRouge/st…

She silences me with a kiss. Soft and adoring, and I return with passion and deep gratefulness for her being here. With me. x.com/EspionRouge/st…

"I'm a vigilante," I say, so deeply entrenched in my guilt for having taken so many lives, "I kill people, I torture them ..." x.com/EspionRouge/st…

"I enjoyed it, Tasha. For the most part." I admit it to Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ , just like I admit it to Lantom. It scares me, the idea of becoming +

Matt Murdock. || It was more like he made her beg and she called him Matthew in the process and he liked it. Ha!

+ like Frank. Of becoming a wanton spree killer. "You did what you had to do, Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ, I guess we both have, haven't we?"

A small laugh tumbles out of me when she pulls back, my brows arching softly, my mouth horribly dry now. "Sorry, I got carried away." x.com/EspionRouge/st…

Catholic guilt. Well, not that I knew that it was the answer to Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ's question, "I'm a Murdock, Tasha, I'm just ... we're born +

+ to be messes," I'm mostly teasing to get a laugh out of Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ, "but I did, sometimes. It was ... liberating to beat Fisk."

"No. No, I certainly didn't it." Laughing, I feel her nose brush against mine, and instantly I claim her lips once more. An addict for her. x.com/EspionRouge/st…

I pull Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ into my lap, positioning her so that we're facing one another completely. This close I know where to "look" for her. +

+ Where to find Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ's face. I may be staring at her lips, as they emit the sounds that create the image of her in my mind. But, +

+ I am looking at Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ. "My father used to tell me that us Murdock boys all had the Devil in us. That it was what drove him to +

+ fight so hard in the ring, Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ. I guess, in the end, he wasn't wrong, because I feel that urge. That pull to fight for what I +

+ care for, Nᴀᴛᴀsʜᴀ A. Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴏᴠᴀ. Not even what I believe in, just ... what I care for."

Another thing that aggravated Foggy to no end. I'm just happy she loves my ability to always find her lips when I want to kiss her. x.com/EspionRouge/st…

Still hasn't found a Foggy. Mostly due to inactivity. Needs this to happen, though. x.com/EspionRouge/st…

|| Totally looking for a Coulson to occasionally interact with @AgileQuake and myself in our SL! RT & Help out please?