Sensory Overload (Ian/Nikki, PG)
Posted for the numb3rs100 prompt: Overwhelm...
Title: Sensory Overload
Pairing/Characters: Ian/Nikki
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: He was about to be in a whole lot of trouble... of the very best kind.
Spoilers: 5.01 - High Exposure
Notes/Warnings: This drabble was prompted by sororcula at my personal journal when I asked for prompts to get me back to writing. My second drabble since February 2011, written on the same day as the last. I was on a roll today and having a blast! I hope you enjoy. Oh, much love to my beta and bestie... julietm. Thanks for the enthusiasm, bb. You're the best.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, regrettably - it's not mine.
Ian Edgerton had been born with the gift of heightened senses. This helped him be one of the world’s best snipers. He could see, smell, taste, hear and feel movements or changes in his surroundings that any normal person would miss. He’d even tuned into a sixth sense as a soldier... the sense that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end when something was about to be very wrong or very right. He used all of these senses to track criminals, to make impossible shots. And he’d never been in a situation where any one sense was overwhelmed - until the day he saw Nikki Betancourt walking through the bull pen at the LA FBI.
She was an assault on every sense all at once. The first sight of those thick curls, her dark eyes, the sway of her hips as she moved was enough to steal his breath if the scent of her hadn’t already done the job. She smelled exactly how he knew she’d taste if he kissed her... like warm brown sugar cinnamon, palatable on the air when she walked closer. Her voice, deeper than it should have been for such a tiny body, had that perfect combination of smugness and femininity that made him curious. He couldn’t touch her but his fingers ached to, twitching like they did when there was a new weapon to sight in at the range. Nikki even triggered that sixth sense, the one that told him he was about to be in a whole lot of trouble... of the very best kind.
"Who the hell are you?" he smirked, knowing damn well how this was going to end. After all, with senses like his, he never missed a shot when he had a target in his sights.
Title: Sensory Overload
Pairing/Characters: Ian/Nikki
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: He was about to be in a whole lot of trouble... of the very best kind.
Spoilers: 5.01 - High Exposure
Notes/Warnings: This drabble was prompted by sororcula at my personal journal when I asked for prompts to get me back to writing. My second drabble since February 2011, written on the same day as the last. I was on a roll today and having a blast! I hope you enjoy. Oh, much love to my beta and bestie... julietm. Thanks for the enthusiasm, bb. You're the best.
Disclaimer: If you recognize it, regrettably - it's not mine.
Ian Edgerton had been born with the gift of heightened senses. This helped him be one of the world’s best snipers. He could see, smell, taste, hear and feel movements or changes in his surroundings that any normal person would miss. He’d even tuned into a sixth sense as a soldier... the sense that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end when something was about to be very wrong or very right. He used all of these senses to track criminals, to make impossible shots. And he’d never been in a situation where any one sense was overwhelmed - until the day he saw Nikki Betancourt walking through the bull pen at the LA FBI.
She was an assault on every sense all at once. The first sight of those thick curls, her dark eyes, the sway of her hips as she moved was enough to steal his breath if the scent of her hadn’t already done the job. She smelled exactly how he knew she’d taste if he kissed her... like warm brown sugar cinnamon, palatable on the air when she walked closer. Her voice, deeper than it should have been for such a tiny body, had that perfect combination of smugness and femininity that made him curious. He couldn’t touch her but his fingers ached to, twitching like they did when there was a new weapon to sight in at the range. Nikki even triggered that sixth sense, the one that told him he was about to be in a whole lot of trouble... of the very best kind.
"Who the hell are you?" he smirked, knowing damn well how this was going to end. After all, with senses like his, he never missed a shot when he had a target in his sights.