Adrenaline [w/ Inset]

[Without Inset]

She hasn't felt this alive in months.

And it's because it's dangerous. Hella dangerous. We're talking knife-edge-with-no-shoes dangerous, which is ironic, because her shoes are probably one of the only things she's wearing that's correct right now. Dress for the slide, not for the ride, they say. Man, she's not even dressed for that kinda ride...

Adrenaline's a funny thing. You remember it long after the anxiety has faded in your mind. Even now, she's beginning to feel a faint nostalgia for everything that happened - the heart-wrenching pain and worry and anger has been moulded by time, softened at the edges, until the excitement is all that remains. Swinging on the crane, gunning a speedboat away from the cops, running from the Hounds... the memory of nail-biting, adrenaline-fueled adventure. Addictive.

And her life's better now, no question. For all of 'em. Sammi's more comfortable sharing her relationship with Dactyl, and there's no heat on any of them, not even Howling Gale. But addiction is addiction, and so, amongst other things, she drives.

And he comes along, because he's exactly the same. That's the thing about soulmates.

She couldn't even list all the things she's doing wrong, all the ways this is a bad idea. She briefly tries to tally all the laws they're breaking, but his knot throbs, breaking her tenuous concentration and drawing a gasp lost to the wind.

So she just indulges in the moment - the wonderful, heart-pounding moment. They shoot down the highway above Rustboro, above - in full view of - those glimmering city lights. They fly past cars. They fly past police cars. Cool air whips at hair and fur, growls vibrate against her back. She shuffles back in her seat, sliding her shorts down a bit further, indulging in the feeling of that thick-furred sheath and heavy balls against her bare skin.

It's not just adrenaline that's addictive, she thinks, as they speed onwards towards the star-sparkled horizon, and grin.
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From my 'Lucidity' Series
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I can't quite put these two down for long, can I? Ho hum :3

I think one of the reasons I loved writing it so much was the reckless adventure. The unabashed running from the law, the nighttime escapes, the teeth and fangs and claws. A sort of vicarious indulgence of that rebel side we all have, that lust for being on the wrong side of the chase.

I suppose that kinda manifested itself here. Showing off Reese and HG, living their best lives, when all's said and done. Even if Sammi'll be tearing her hair out every time they do :3

Enjoy~
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Find the rest of this series, Lucidity, here!
Part 1: Beware the Hounds | Picture: That First Bite
Part 2: Fugitive's Desire | Picture: Let's Do It
Part 3: Chase the Dream
Finalé: Fight for Freedom | Picture: Lucidity

These stories are part of the Someone's PC project, a group dedicated to bringing you tales of danger and delight from that familiar Universe. Please go HERE for the details!