#resplendentdare

@resplendentdare: it's turning out to be a real shit week. (For Paul!)

ash from a distant forest fire was falling like grey snow,    coating the cracked windshield of the abandoned sedan.  finley sat on the hood,  a half eaten protein bar held between his teeth as he adjusted the focus ring on his binoculars,  squinting down the supposedly empty stretch of highway.  every logical instinct should have told him to give up months ago.  the world had gone to hell,  and most people were struggling just to see the next sunrise.  but finley wasn’t most people.  his mother had passed away in a hospital bed back when he was a kid,  leaving him with an acute understanding of what it meant when someone was truly gone.  this wasn’t that.  when the world ended,  he’d been visiting his dad,  right up until marcus had shoved him off a rusting fire escape,  dropping fin two stories down just to keep him out of the jaws of a surging hoard.  marcus was tough,  and smart.  and until fin saw a body with his own eyes,  his dad was out there somewhere.  end of story.

Noah knew he was being rude going through Saskia's purse, but he was looking for something in particular. For some stupid reason he didn't have a lighter on him and he was desperate for a smoke.

He's really trying to trust her. But he's already eased up a handful of times, watched Saskia wince and gasp and start to say something before stopping herself. She never gives him that look, the one that says I liked that, why'd you stop? So Daeun is WORRIED.

Like, he HATES thinking that she isn't communicating. But he'd rather stop and ask her, have her confirm that she's fine, tell him that this is just how she is when someone's rough with her and she's genuinely very into it, than keep going when he thinks she's not. He just --- she really doesn't seem okay with this, and he won't risk hurting her.

It isn't the first time he's called safeword as a dom, but it's the first time it hasn't been because of his own boundaries or something discussed beforehand. His whole demeanor changes; cruel glint in his eyes giving way to a downturned expression, bruising grips and harsh movements replaced with gentle, careful touches. Daeun leans back on his heels, hands rubbing soothing motions over Saskia's ankles before he moves both of her legs to one side of his hips. A less vulnerable position, and then he pulls away to instead offer his hands to help her sit up if she wants.

❝ I'm not upset, ❞ is the first thing he says (because he knows her). ❝ I just need to make sure you're okay. ❞

incoming case . . . we’re the best team around. like shrek and donkey, or… two of the five spice girls.

@resplendentdare: "Looks  like  we're  stuck  together." (For David!)

He gives an annoyed kick at the door, not even flinching as lightning flashed across the sky, a loud crack of thunder coming soon after it. It wouldn't be safe for either of them to leave the empty shop in this weather.

@resplendentdare: ❝ you know, i used to be scared of these people. ❞ (for Marko Thompson!)