pissing on your own child-bed

[emeriin]

The funeral was today and as it was ridiculously overwhelming, I'm going to deal with it by doing a fic meme. Am I a terrible person for that?

Choose one or two or however many and a character/pairing and I'll try and write something for it. As always, you can ask for verses and see what I can come up with.

1) we would all be fools to pray for

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The Fire Woman

[emeriin]

Spoony was drunk, Scarlett knew that. He'd never had the confidence to even talk to her, otherwise. But it had been a Christmas party, she'd felt cold and lonely and her need for someone, anyone to hold her, be on top of her, nuzzle her neck and make her feel loved had intensified.

And he'd been there, on his own. Baggy jeans and a t-shirt that showed off his arms, unshaved, his hair an uncut mess and getting steadily drunker. That was her favourite look on him, she hated suits and ties and repression that stifled everything fun and pretty.

So she'd taken initiative. She'd talked to him, flirted, made sure that he really did want her and she wasn't about to take advantage of someone fantastic.

Sooner or later, they'd made it to one of the bedrooms. His fingers were in her hair, her hands were on his chest and he was so warm, giving her everything she'd ever wanted.

They could be good together, sweet and kind and open. But right now, she was happy with just one night that he wouldn't remember.

Re: The Fire Woman

[darkhairedgirl]

Oh, Scarlett. This is surprisingly sad and sweet and sexy and not at all what I was expecting. Thank you for this, doll. *hugs*