#sakura x finnley

[chansakura]

“Well, back when I was young, I… wasn’t exactly living the dream as a teenager. I had to focus on other things that I didn’t really get to choose — and that’s what kept me busy.”

Sakura spoke nothing but the truth. She never got the chance to live like the others. Sure, she had a crush here and there, usually on boys from distant parts of the realm, but that was about it. Now, with her freedom finally in her hands, she’s ready to chase everything she missed out on — including the thrill of having her past lovers explore every inch of her.

“But hey, I did have a wet dream once. That counts, right? It’s gotta count.”

She took the shot anyway, the warmth sliding down her throat. Her vision was already starting to blur, but her mind was still sharp enough to keep talking.

“My demon form? Super basic. I got the horns, sure, but all I really have are white and red eyes, some creepy veins on my face and arms, sharp teeth and tongue, and I grow a few inches taller. That’s it.”

Completely drawn in by the sight of his fangs, she slid herself even closer to him, eyes locked on the teeth he flashed her. Pretty much the same as hers — and for some reason, that made her smile.

Not afraid - @chansakura - Finn x Sakura *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not.

[chansakura]

Sakura definitely has a competitive side when it comes to drinking games. Truth or Dare does sound tempting to play with him, considering how much she wants to know more about him. But since this is his first time here, she didn’t want to scare him off just yet. Starting with something simple to test the water would be best. 

“Never Have I Ever? Five fingers. Each time we put down our fingers, we take a sip.”

She raises her hand to chest level, spreading her fingers wide and waving at him like an idiot. Her mind is already forming a series of questions for him, but she is also curious on what kind of question he shoot her as well.

Not afraid - @chansakura - Finn x Sakura *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not.

[chansakura]

Did he just allow her to go all out on him? As much as she was eager to do so, she knew she had to earn the cat’s trust first.

Upon hearing his words, she didn’t lower her finger. Instead, her eyes widened, locking onto his reaction with quiet intensity before she blinked innocently.

He is definitely a cat—a vampire cat, to be precise. But his ex was also to blame for crossing his boundaries. Keeping her gaze on him, she awkwardly slid away as a playful gesture while pushing the shot toward him.

“Well, I never killed anyone out of selfishness. Now, my turn: Never have I ever gotten so drunk that I ended up doing something embarrassing.”

Without hesitation, she put one finger down and took a full shot, wincing at the taste.

“I was too drunk one time and all I can remember was flirting with a cute man when in reality it was just a fast food statue.”

Not afraid - @chansakura - Finn x Sakura *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not.

[chansakura]

She nearly choked on her own shot after being indirectly preached to by him about her foolish actions. But she didn’t feel offended in any way. Instead, she had the urge to roll her eyes playfully at his bragging about his alcohol tolerance.

She tried to recall if she had ever masturbated in her entire life — but nothing came to mind. After all, she’d always had a few ex-boyfriends to be intimate with. No fingers down for her this time.

“No for me,” she said, “I personally think it feels better to have someone do it to me. But we all have our preferences, of course.”

It was the truth — blunt as it may sound. She simply preferred intimacy with someone else, rather than pleasing herself.

She was slightly taken aback by his sudden burp, but ended up giggling after. It was actually kind of adorable. This game was turning out to be more interesting than she expected — she hadn’t realized she’d get to know this side of him.

“Never have I ever… accidentally revealed my true identity to humans,” she said. “For me, it only happened once — to my manager. Her face went completely pale after witnessing my demonic transformation.”

Not afraid - @chansakura - Finn x Sakura *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not.

[chansakura]

“I have whiskey if you want some. You can check the cabinet over here.”

She gestured with a single finger toward the spot where she had taken the bottles, all while steadying the poured glass in her other hand. Setting it down in front of him, she reached for the whiskey and the ice bucket.

“But I don’t drink whiskey,” she admitted, her tone light but truthful. “I got it as a gift from my agency for the holidays.” She wanted to make it clear—he was welcome to it if he wanted.

Truth be told, she was trying to prevent him from going to another bloody business but also how he had already done so much for her earlier—getting souls. She just wasn’t used to having someone committed an effort for her this much.

“I appreciate the offer, but since you already helped me overcome my whole… soul-consuming dilemma and even bought me one, I’d say we’re even, don’t you think?”

She curved a smile, one that seemed to brighten the entire room. Now that she was really looking at him, his features reminded her of a British man she had once drunkenly mistaken for Ronald McDonald—though, thankfully, the hair color was different.

“Do you want to play a game?” she asked, tilting her wine down in her esophagus, followed by an amused glint in her eyes.

Not afraid - @chansakura - Finn x Sakura *CLOSED RP*

The alleyway reeked of damp asphalt and old blood, a scent Finn had grown accustomed to. He leaned against the brick wall, one boot pressed casually against it, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He was tired and desperately needed a shower. A job had gone sideways tonight. The mark wasn’t where they were supposed to be, and now Finn was stuck waiting, calculating his next move. But then there it was. A shift in the air. Someone was watching. His fingers twitched toward the knife hidden beneath his coat. "If you're gonna stand there like a damn ghost, you might as well step into the light," he muttered, voice low, edged with amusement. Was it a threat? A client? Or just another poor soul who didn’t know better than to get too close? It didn't matter, someone was there and he had to see if they were going to be trouble or not.