Homewrecker
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seraiI can't believe I did this. And I don't intend to make this a habit, so don't get used to it.
Title: Homewrecker (drabble)
Pairing: EW/SA (implied), SA/CA (established)
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Angst, het
Disclaimer: If any of this is true, may lightning strike me. Seriously. It's so fictional, it's ludicrous. Blame my damn Muse.
Summary: My version of an RPS. Not for the weak of heart.
Homewrecker
The sting of the slap didn't surprise him, but the lines of thin fire down his cheeks did. He hadn't counted on her nails.
"You can't have him, pretty boy." Pain made her rage white-hot. "Not without a fight."
Then she kissed him, her tongue parting his lips and dancing in his mouth, making him see just what he was up against, and how hard he'd have to fight. Heat and shame struggled in his groin, without a clear winner. When the door slammed he was still reeling, and only the wall kept him upright. Jesus.
He was so fucked.
Title: Homewrecker (drabble)
Pairing: EW/SA (implied), SA/CA (established)
Rating: PG-13
Warning: Angst, het
Disclaimer: If any of this is true, may lightning strike me. Seriously. It's so fictional, it's ludicrous. Blame my damn Muse.
Summary: My version of an RPS. Not for the weak of heart.
Homewrecker
The sting of the slap didn't surprise him, but the lines of thin fire down his cheeks did. He hadn't counted on her nails.
"You can't have him, pretty boy." Pain made her rage white-hot. "Not without a fight."
Then she kissed him, her tongue parting his lips and dancing in his mouth, making him see just what he was up against, and how hard he'd have to fight. Heat and shame struggled in his groin, without a clear winner. When the door slammed he was still reeling, and only the wall kept him upright. Jesus.
He was so fucked.
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Date: Tuesday, September 2nd, 2003 01:12 am (UTC)