Date: 2015-05-03 06:54 am (UTC)
detectivewonder: by derogatory (hm?)
Right.

[He turns, slowly, hands leaving her, fingers flexing in the air, reluctantly, and he stands ramrod-straight facing the wall to let her inspect his back. It's a kind of surrender, a loss of control, now that they;re in this deep, but it isn't as if he doesn't trust her. He's come a long way to get to the point where he does. Still, under the circumstances, he can't make the tension in his shoulders relax.]
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