Fraser let out a soft, choked sound as she pressed in close, his eyes startling open as her fingers grazed his cheek. He stared down at her, his face a mask of anguish -- he had no guard with her the way he did with everyone else, his usual shields completely useless against her. His mouth was painfully dry.
How was it that he was the police officer, yet she was the one who had him trapped? He had to get out -- had to escape, get help -- he had to put her where she belonged, back into prison. But he couldn't move, not when she was staring at him like that. He'd nearly left with her, and the first thing she'd done was remind him why. They'd only been reunited for a matter of minutes and already his entire world was turned on its end.
Still, he struggled to pull away. "You know I can't just let you," he whispered. "You know I can't." Saying it aloud somehow gave him a renewed sense of power. He shook his head and took a step back, reaching up to circle her wrists with his hands. Gently, but quite firmly, he pried her hands away and pushed her wrists down, holding onto them like handcuffs.
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Date: 2008-01-09 10:10 am (UTC)How was it that he was the police officer, yet she was the one who had him trapped? He had to get out -- had to escape, get help -- he had to put her where she belonged, back into prison. But he couldn't move, not when she was staring at him like that. He'd nearly left with her, and the first thing she'd done was remind him why. They'd only been reunited for a matter of minutes and already his entire world was turned on its end.
Still, he struggled to pull away. "You know I can't just let you," he whispered. "You know I can't." Saying it aloud somehow gave him a renewed sense of power. He shook his head and took a step back, reaching up to circle her wrists with his hands. Gently, but quite firmly, he pried her hands away and pushed her wrists down, holding onto them like handcuffs.