It's time for another Good Idea, Bad Idea
Feb. 23rd, 2016 09:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
soaringeverhigher[After Game 6]
A couple nights after the whole angel incident — once most of the initial panic dies down — Shawn turns up at Helen's brothel. He's alone: no Jeffs, no Dani, no Buck. Alone, and a little unsteady on his feet. Sauntering in like he's definitely not here on official business.
"Ladies," he greets the girls who are lounging around in the common area. Then, a sideways afterthought to the men: "...gents."
A couple nights after the whole angel incident — once most of the initial panic dies down — Shawn turns up at Helen's brothel. He's alone: no Jeffs, no Dani, no Buck. Alone, and a little unsteady on his feet. Sauntering in like he's definitely not here on official business.
"Ladies," he greets the girls who are lounging around in the common area. Then, a sideways afterthought to the men: "...gents."
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Date: 2016-02-25 10:20 pm (UTC)She kisses him in return, snaking an arm about his shoulders and drawing him closer. She's usually the lead in this particular dance, and she suspects that Shawn would appreciate a woman who takes what she wants.
That was what it had all be leading up to between them.
Her hands roam over him, exploring the length of his chest and arms. Her head dipping in for another kiss, once the last had been broken. "Nothing but us tonight."