#also: if i contribute ANYTHING to canon let it be known that sadie adler is an ass grabber

[wildlcck]

❛ if we got forever on our side, then we're sure gon' have some time on our hands. if we don't wind up killin' each other first, that is... maybe, in all that time, i could learn you a thing or two about takin' charge. an' maybe a few other things. ❜ sliding the hand which rests on his shoulder down his arm, before it lands on his ass with a playful slap and a grin. ❛ an' i just might let you teach me a little somethin' about tenderness. i do so lo- admire that sensitive side o' yours. this world's in dire need of more sensitive souls, if you ask me. it sure could use some more thinkin', feelin' menfolk, too. ❜ when was the last time she danced? or laughed, really laughed? clouded by spirits though it is, her head and her heart aches with the answer. with a four letter word and a four letter name seared into both. and then she's spinning, scattering the thoughts and struggling to hold back tears or smiles or both in their grief, some animals are thought to die when their partner does. so, why isn't she dead? why is it that she swore to love until death parted them? and not after or forever or in agony? ❛ ugly, tone-deaf an' vulnerable though you are, you must be doin' somethin' right. gettin' me to make a fool of myself like i am. either that, or i've finally gone an' lost my damn mind. maybe it's the drink talkin', but... for what it's worth, i think you clean up all right. ❜

❛ forever, huh? you, sir, must have the patience of a damn saint. under all that muck, you just might have the makin's of a gentleman. ❜ a burst of warm, easy laughter from her. a rush of blood, of feeling, from the heart, to her face, at her hand being taken in his so gently. at how nice, how right it feels. like it belongs there. she rests the other on his shoulder, breathing against his ear, a devil of a smile playing on her lips. ❛ you sure you could handle me? i ain't so gentle... ❜ fingertips dance up the back of his neck. there's challenge and fire as well as a certain vulnerability, an uncertainty, in the depths of her steady gaze. ❛ i might just do that- if i ever get hard of hearin'. amazed is one word for it, all right... a few others come to mind. ❜ warm. lighter. seen. heard. of course, none of these are spoken aloud. they're said instead in the thrumming and warmth of her heart, her laugh and complexion.