|shyaway (shyaway) wrote in wallflowering,|
@ 2009-09-14 17:34:00
|Entry tags:||fic: st - pairing (todd/lovett)|
ST fic: La Petite Mort (Sweeney/Lovett, PG-13, drabble)
Title: La Petite Mort
Disclaimer: Not mine. Used without permission or remuneration but with as much love and respect as Sweeney has for his friends.
Summary: Her throat bare beneath his hand…
A/N: Fic always appears when I least expect it (and least need it, today), and I haven’t written a true drabble in ages.
Late that evening, Mr Todd, having been sitting in silence as he always did, the stony paterfamilias, unexpectedly reached out, his fingertips brushing past her dangling curls, and curiously touched her neck.
Electricity, that new and dangerous thing, sparked through her; she couldn't quite repress her shiver of delight, for all that he never liked it when she showed what pleasure she took in him; she sat still, waiting, ready to take her lead from him as she did when they danced. Touching, she was certain, was a very good sign.
(He's thinking that one day, he'll cut just there.)