Auditory Voyeurism - A Reese/Finch Fic
Rating: Mature
Fandom: Person of Interest (TV)
Relationship: Harold Finch/John Reese
Characters: John Reese, Harold Finch, Zoe Morgan
Additional Tags: Accidental Voyeurism, Episode: s02e06 The High Road, Praise Kink, Phone Sex, Under-negotiated Kink, Exhibitionism, Bisexual John Reese, Gay Harold Finch, these men have boundaries issues
Summary: John leaves his earpiece on during an intimate moment with Zoe, and Finch overhears them. This seemingly chance occurrence sends the careful patterns and boundaries the two have set flying out the window, and brings desires both have tried to ignore to the forefront.
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After EIGHT YEARS this fic I started in November 2014 is now complete!
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I made a thing! For the Informal Twitter Podfic Exchange (AO3 collection here) for @godoflaundrybaskets
[Podfic] Stitch My Skin Together (Thread the Needle with Your Love)
Author: Isagel
Reader: me! @likethetrench
Fandom: Person of Interest
Pairing: Finch/Reese
Rating: E
Length: 8489 words | 0:53:18
Tags: BDSM, Submission, Dominance, Service Kink, Service Top, Harold is a service dominant, John learns to be cared for, Caretaking, Gentleness, Obedience, Tending Wounds, Hurt/Comfort, Praise Kink, Kink Negotiation, References to past kink relationships with undertones of abusiveness, Minor Injuries
Summary:
It never occurred to him that you could be branded with something that isn’t pain. With the negation of pain.
It blurs his vision, how much he wants that brand to stay.
Written for the prompt “John allows himself to get hurt on purpose so Harold will patch him up”.
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"You moved the bed," Harold observes, hanging his coat by the door. He'd insisted that John get a coat rack, had it delivered himself. John doesn't use it, but he likes to indulge Harold sometimes, when he can.
John shrugs a shoulder. "It's better this way."
Harold raises an eyebrow at him as John meanders to the kitchen, pulling out a pan. He's hungry, and there's food in the fridge, enough for the two of them.
"Can I inquire as to why?"
"It's safer," John says, offering no explanation. Harold is still looking at him, John can tell, but it's easy to avoid eye contact. The real explanation is far more damning than John cares to admit, even to Harold himself.
"It's safer..." Harold says, trailing off. "Turned around? With the headboard facing out?"
John sighs as he turns on the stove, waiting for it to click and ignite. "Yes."
"Let me get this straight, Mr. Reese-"
"-John," he interrupts. "We're at my place, Harold. John." It's a new rule, but one John feels strongly about. Their...relationship evolving hadn't exactly taken him by surprise, but there have been some changes that John has insisted on. It's small, but he doesn't like when Harold calls him anything else in his apartment, that Harold bought for him. They aren't Mr. Reese and Mr. Finch here, they're...John and Harold. It's sentimental, the kind of thing Kara would have eviscerated him for, but Harold isn't Kara, and John allows himself these things, now.
"John," Harold repeats. "You turned the bed around."
"I'm aware, Harold."
"May I ask why you believe it to be safer?"
John sighs mentally before deciding that this is a battle that isn't worth spending too much time on. If they're going to continue like this, working and eating together and coming home together, this isn't worth being secretive about.
"You sleep on the left side of the bed." John eventually says, pushing the leftover food around in the pan, warming it up. He turns around just in time to see Harold's look of confusion, his eyebrows scrunching together. Privately, in the security of his own head, John finds it sort of endearing. When that look fails to clear, John sighs out loud this time and turns the stove to low, walking over to Harold.
It still takes a bit of courage to reach out and place his hand over Harold's, a tentative touch. It's been a couple weeks and he still can't faintly believe that he's allowed this, this simple, unrestrained pleasure.
"If someone came in the door, you'd be vulnerable on the left side. I didn't want to ask you to move, so I...moved the bed."
The slow smile that takes over Harold's face is a joy to watch, the way his eyes brighten, crinkling around the corners. "You turned your bed around so I wouldn't have to change which side I sleep on?"
John shrugs in response. "Essentially."
Harold's smile continues to grow, until he's beaming. "John, have I ever told you how you are one of the most fascinating people I've ever met?"
John allows himself to smile, to grin back at Harold, so filled up with brightness it feels like he could float. "I don't think you have."
"A grievous mistake on my part," Harold says, sliding a hand up to take hold of John's suit lapel. He pulls John towards him, slow, asking. It's been so long since John's done this, flirted, been flirted with, with genuine sincerity and affection.
"Should we test it out then?" John asks, raising an eyebrow as Harold presses a kiss to his stubble, his neck.
Harold hums against his skin in question.
"Your side of the bed. To make sure it's safe."
Harold laughs, resting his head against John's shoulder. It's a great sound, echoing slightly in the large space. "Gladly, John."
The food burns, but only a little, and they're both hungry enough that it doesn't really matter. They eat it in bed, facing the wall, and they both have small, private smiles on their faces as they turn to watch the city they protect go on beside them.
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Person of Interest is my favorite show even this many years after it concluded
And the fans online have made the BEST EDITS
Here is one that I am obsessed with? The way that the scenes are spliced together with the song lyrics and the lines from the show?? Specifically Root on the building ledge almost falling right after a clip of Shaw saying “you know that thing that made you flinch?” Follows up with “I don’t get that”
ITS SO GOOD I CANT EVEN
I am just obsessed with the number of clips they had to splice together to make it so fluid—WHAT MAGIC GOD DID THEY HAVE TO SACRIFICE TO??
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