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marguerite_26) wrote2010-06-30 10:29 am
marguerite_26) wrote2010-06-30 10:29 am
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Morgana/Gwen not-a-drabble
I'm still not here but have more (unbeta'd) scribbles for anyone interested…
118 words – Morgana/Gwen, prompt: dream [R]
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Morgana sees a collage of images, the feel of a moment, just a tease.
Long black curls falling to naked shoulders.
The perfect curve of dark-skinned breasts and the pebble of even darker nipples.
Her own pale hand reaching out for that first tentative touch.
She feels the slow burn of passion deep in her belly, smouldering then catching fire as work-worn hands slide over her skin.
She is yanked from her dream and pulled into an embrace.
"Shh," a voice whispers in her ear, "It was just a nightmare."
"Wasn't." Morgana chokes on the response, tears springing to her eyes. She clenches her fist to stop herself from clinging to Gwen, touching her the way she longs to.
118 words – Morgana/Gwen, prompt: dream [R]
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accioscarMorgana sees a collage of images, the feel of a moment, just a tease.
Long black curls falling to naked shoulders.
The perfect curve of dark-skinned breasts and the pebble of even darker nipples.
Her own pale hand reaching out for that first tentative touch.
She feels the slow burn of passion deep in her belly, smouldering then catching fire as work-worn hands slide over her skin.
She is yanked from her dream and pulled into an embrace.
"Shh," a voice whispers in her ear, "It was just a nightmare."
"Wasn't." Morgana chokes on the response, tears springing to her eyes. She clenches her fist to stop herself from clinging to Gwen, touching her the way she longs to.