Who: Franklin & Wanda
What: Ropes of Love!
Where: Franklin's cabin
When: Backdated to before Hoffman is captured.
Notes: Bondage, so possible triggering? I'll keep it updated.
This had been building up for a while now. At least as far back as the first time he spoke with Wanda. He knew, just knew, he was falling for her. She was different, special. Something he said for all of them, but she truly was. But there hadn't been the urge to tie her up. Things seemed safe enough.
Until Richie showed up. Then that horrible flood happened. It was only after that he began tearing up his curtains and bedsheets. It took longer than he would've liked, but he made do. He wouldn't ask anyone else for ropes--no, this was personal.
With a vampire suddenly on the loose, the matter became even worse. She needed protection from the Barge; a place she could be safe. Her room wasn't good enough. He'd bring her here tonight. Just after he set up the ropes on his bedposts. She would be comfortable there while he tried to figure things out from there. He hadn't made plans past the point of actually getting her there.