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Title: Exhale, another wasted breath...
Pairing: Addison/Alex
Rating: R
Word Count: 100 (which was way harder than I first thought it would be!)
Summary: Pointless angst!smut
Note: For
addikat because I owe her a drabble... (
addikat, this is to tide you over while I complete the
help_haiti fic for you and
hookedupforfun.)
He does not taste like she remembers. He does taste like something; salt, antiseptic, coffee, loneliness, her.
She swallows thickly, breathes, arches her hips forward to meet his.
Fuck.
The wall behind her back is roughened, skin drags across it's surface. She marks her territory there. Scrapes her nails, raw, down his back. There, too.
The air is hot and heavy; clings to the tips of her fingers, grey like ash.
He pauses suddenly, inhales sharply, as if to speak.
She shakes her head, no, don't. She already knows she doesn't want to hear it.
Whatever he has to say.
Pairing: Addison/Alex
Rating: R
Word Count: 100 (which was way harder than I first thought it would be!)
Summary: Pointless angst!smut
Note: For
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He does not taste like she remembers. He does taste like something; salt, antiseptic, coffee, loneliness, her.
She swallows thickly, breathes, arches her hips forward to meet his.
Fuck.
The wall behind her back is roughened, skin drags across it's surface. She marks her territory there. Scrapes her nails, raw, down his back. There, too.
The air is hot and heavy; clings to the tips of her fingers, grey like ash.
He pauses suddenly, inhales sharply, as if to speak.
She shakes her head, no, don't. She already knows she doesn't want to hear it.
Whatever he has to say.
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Date: 2010-02-01 09:12 am (UTC)My apologies for not reviewing earlier. I actually read it when you posted it, but my mac keyboard died late Friday night so I've been able to read everything, but alas, could not comment! Very frustrating :( It was like being gagged in real life and listening to a conversation and not being able to comment. Anyhoo.........
Sex and angst. Oh, my!
Loved it all, but in particular -
This -
He does not taste like she remembers. He does taste like something; salt, antiseptic, coffee, loneliness, her.
and this -
The wall behind her back is roughened, skin drags across it's surface. She marks her territory there. Scrapes her nails, raw, down his back. There, too.
And well done for packing that much into 100 words!
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Date: 2010-02-02 02:50 am (UTC)Thank for the awesome review. I'm really glad you liked it. I was determined to do a 100 word drabble, and, oh my! They are so much harder than you'd think!
Also, help_haiti fic is coming...! Promise!