16 "Everyone" III

Foster   16 "Everyone" III

In a matter of seconds, Damon hooked his hands beneath the girl’s arms and grunted half-silently as he lifted her against the counter only a mere half-meter or so from the vegetables he ought to have been boiling by now. Not a moment later was she unbuttoning her jeans—and somehow, she was far too distracted by watching as he made work of his belt and met her lips feverishly with a deep kiss to note the coolness of the marble counter against her bare ass. Or the fact that they ate meals cooked from that very counter.“Maybe we should go to the bedroom,” the

Foster   16 "Everyone" II

“I was bailing James out of jail for a DUI,” She spoke quickly in a way she’d hoped would leave emphasis on the boy’s now not-so-clean criminal record rather than how she came upon the money she’d used. For the most part, it seemed to have worked.Damon, as he spoke, began to wave around the chopping knife rather threateningly to the boy who was, for once, nowhere to be seen. While his first instinct was to pick up the phone and organise the parent meeting that Sasha so dreaded, his only thought in the moment was exactly how much he

Foster   16 "Everyone" I

"Foster, thank god! Never have I been happier to see you—I can tell you that much," Sasha watched the boy approach her, rubbing his wrists as though he had been cuffed and smiling wearily as though he had seen more jail brawls than he could count on two hands. Perhaps he had been cuffed. Hours ago. "Who knew i'd have to pay a twenty-five hundred pound fine to make you love me," She turned away from his offering embrace and began to approach an exit before she could watch his face fall from the rejection. "They're taking your license, you know. Your parent

Foster   15 "Everyone" V

Damon could have groaned, himself, as he found a pair of slender hands gripping his shoulders eagerly and he found the skin beneath her underwear... the warmth. Sasha closed her eyes and pressed her lips together as she felt his fingertips inch towards the very centre so pained with anticipation—"Why lie about something so stupid?" And then her breathing hitched as a finger inched inside of her rather slowly and she wished so dearly she could squirm out of her jeans and ride his hand. But she couldn't. She was meant to be angry with him.

Foster   15 "Everyone" IV

Sasha couldn't summon the will inside of herself to wipe the tears that fell just as Damon's did. And though her shoulders shook as she spoke the words she wished she could, would and did believe, she refused to meet the eyes that drew to hers with the same pleading sense. Though she could feel his gaze and she could feel the light brush of his exhale on her shoulder, she couldn't bring herself to face the man she had worked so hard over the last two and a half hours to block out. She didn't want him to look at her, to make her want to look at him. She didn't want him to breathe on

Foster   15 "Everyone" III

"She left me — I loved her for years and years and then she came back and I couldn't help but believe her when she said things were better than they actually were," Sasha watched Damon as she hesitantly lifted a hand to rest on the man's shoulder and his hands fell into his lap. After a long moment, his eyes moved to hers — and then she saw it. For the first time, at least that she had ever seen... he was crying. Her heart sped up even further. "I was stupid to ever think that things with her were or would b

Foster   15 "Everyone" II

Foster   15 "Everyone" I

Foster   14 "Damon" II

"Again? Are you fucking kidding me?" All I can do is look up at the girl slowly. I

Foster   14 "Damon" I

Like most mornings such is an occurrence, when James and Sasha emerged from her room together, I'm uns