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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2016-04-27 10:13 pm
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2016-04-27 10:13 pm
Entry tags:
- +rp: baal,
- canon: dctv,
- canon: leverage,
- canon: lost girl,
- canon: marvel cinematic universe,
- canon: sanctuary,
- canon: supernatural,
- canon: teen wolf,
- canon: vampire diaries universe,
- canon: white collar,
- castle: kate beckett,
- dctv: barry allen,
- dctv: caitlin snow,
- dctv: iris west,
- leverage: eliot spencer,
- leverage: sophie devereaux,
- lost girl: bo dennis,
- lost girl: tamsin,
- mcu: peggy carter,
- mcu: steve rogers,
- mcu: tony stark,
- original: landon cale,
- prompts: plurk meme,
- sanctuary: ashley magnus,
- sanctuary: henry foss,
- ship: baal/beckett,
- ship: barry/caitlin,
- ship: barry/iris,
- ship: bela/dean,
- ship: bela/sam,
- ship: bo/tamsin,
- ship: cora/isaac,
- ship: elena/tyler,
- ship: eliot/sophie,
- ship: kate/peter,
- ship: lydia/sam,
- ship: peggy/steve,
- ship: rebekah/tamsin,
- supernatural: bela talbot,
- supernatural: dean winchester,
- supernatural: sam winchester,
- teen wolf: claudia stilinski,
- teen wolf: cora hale,
- teen wolf: isaac lahey,
- teen wolf: kate argent,
- teen wolf: liam dunbar,
- teen wolf: lydia martin,
- teen wolf: peter hale,
- teen wolf: ryan mccall,
- tvdverse: carol lockwood,
- tvdverse: elena gilbert,
- tvdverse: liz forbes,
- tvdverse: rebekah mikaelson,
- tvdverse: tyler lockwood,
- white collar: peter burke,
- white collar: sara ellis
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baal/beckett | knights of legend | 734 words
It can’t be entirely far-fetched that some of these missions come back with nothing out of the ordinary. Then again, she hasn’t been on a mission yet so far that hasn’t.
“Perhaps we should try dancing,” Baal suggests from his place at her side, and she glances over with a curious smirk.
“I thought we weren’t supposed to draw attention to ourselves.”
Baal eyes her curiously for a moment, before he smirks again. “I’m not sure whether to take that as a slight or a compliment for my skills as a dancer.”
“It could be either,” she replies. “I’ve never seen you dance.”
“Then perhaps this is the perfect opportunity for me to show off my skills.” He slides off his stool and extends a hand to her, wiggling his fingers in a show of temptation. “I don’t think one dance will give us away, Kate.”
It’s not necessarily the community at large she’s afraid of giving herself away to. It’s more him than anything else, not wanting him to see that his flirting is having more of an effect on her than she’s previously indicated. She’s protective of herself for a reason, and she doesn’t want him thinking that she might have feelings that are more complicated than friendship. At the same time, she can’t say that kind of assumption wouldn’t be the truth, either.
The song changes to something slower, and he glances back over his shoulder with a nod. “See? A nice slow song. I’m sure we can dance and perform reconnaissance at the same time.”
She sighs, making a show of being reluctant about it as she reaches for his hand. “Fine. But don’t step on my feet.”
He laughs as he turns to lead the way onto the dance floor. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
He is right about the song. From the position he chooses on the dancefloor, she can have a fairly wide view of the rest of the club around them, and it’s patrons. They go through the motions, swaying in time to the rhythm of the music and she lets Baal lead for the most part, with his hand at the small of her back.
“I’m not seeing anything,” she whispers after a few long moments as she finally pulls back to look at him. Most of the dance so far has been spent looking over his shoulder, but when their eyes meet it’s all too clear the tension that is sitting between them. Part of her just wants to break it, cross that threshold once and for all and see what comes out on the other side, but at the same time, she knows it would be unprofessional, considering they’re supposed to be working and not exploring whatever it is that is sitting between them.
“Neither do I. Perhaps it was a false alarm?”
“Maybe.” She starts to try and take a step back, placing some distance between them, but Baal doesn’t let her get far. In one smooth motion, he pulls her back in again, slipping one arm around her waist and kissing her soundly. She barely even tries to resist, both out of surprise, and not particularly wanting to all at the same time.
A second later, she pulls back, the surprise clear on her features, but before she can say anything, the sound of screams echoes through the crowd, followed by the thunderous roar of God only knows what. She slips back into a more professional mask almost immediately as she goes to reach for the Excalibur she has hidden under her dress.
“Guess not.”
She starts to move without looking back, still kicking herself for giving in so easily, and over her shoulder she hears him shout.
“We’ll discuss this later then.”
She really, really hopes not.