Drabbletag 6, 2 x Fills, Glee and Doctor Who
Title: 1st
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Anniversary
Fandom: Glee
Pairings: Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
"I can't believe it’s been a year already," said Santana.
Brittany and Santana were snuggling together on the sofa, their wedding album on Santana's lap.
"Best year of my whole life," Brittany said and kissed her wife on the cheek.
"Me too." Santana looked at Brittany and got lost in her eyes and how beautiful she was. "I will never do anything better in my life than marrying you."
"That's not fair," Brittany said. "I'll never be able to say anything as sweet as that."
Santana laughed. "Baby you are sweeter than that in the way you look at me."
Title: Detention
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: School
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairings: Amy/Clara
Rating: R
Word count: 250
"Miss? Miss?"
Clara looked up from the marking she was working on. Amy was sitting at one of the pupil desks and had her hand raised.
"What is it Amy?"
"I'm finished Miss," Amy's hair was in pigtails, she was twirling the right one with her finger. Her scarlet painted lips were fixed in a defiant smirk.
"Have you really? Come, show me," Clara beckoned.
Amy pushed her chair back and stood. Her skirt was much shorter than school regulation. Her white blouse was a couple of sizes too small and nearly see-through, the green of her bra clearly visible and her midriff bare. Her tie was loose, and she had knee-high white socks.
She put her paper on Clara's desk. It had 'All work and no play makes Amy bored' written over and over. It was not what Clara had told her to write.
"I don't think you're taking detention seriously," Clara scowled. "What am I going to do with you Amy?"
Amy laughed. "I don't know Miss." Though her eyes and smile gave away that she knew exactly.
Clara kept her stern expression. "I suppose I'll have to find a better punishment." She pulled open her desk drawer and took out a wooden ruler.
Amy's eyes widened. "Are you going to spank me Miss?"
Clara stood. She pushed the back of Amy's neck, bending her over the desk. Amy couldn't keep the smile off her face, a smile that widened at the first sweet sting on her bottom.
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: Anniversary
Fandom: Glee
Pairings: Brittany/Santana
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
"I can't believe it’s been a year already," said Santana.
Brittany and Santana were snuggling together on the sofa, their wedding album on Santana's lap.
"Best year of my whole life," Brittany said and kissed her wife on the cheek.
"Me too." Santana looked at Brittany and got lost in her eyes and how beautiful she was. "I will never do anything better in my life than marrying you."
"That's not fair," Brittany said. "I'll never be able to say anything as sweet as that."
Santana laughed. "Baby you are sweeter than that in the way you look at me."
Title: Detention
Author: Swan_Secrets
Prompt: School
Fandom: Doctor Who
Pairings: Amy/Clara
Rating: R
Word count: 250
"Miss? Miss?"
Clara looked up from the marking she was working on. Amy was sitting at one of the pupil desks and had her hand raised.
"What is it Amy?"
"I'm finished Miss," Amy's hair was in pigtails, she was twirling the right one with her finger. Her scarlet painted lips were fixed in a defiant smirk.
"Have you really? Come, show me," Clara beckoned.
Amy pushed her chair back and stood. Her skirt was much shorter than school regulation. Her white blouse was a couple of sizes too small and nearly see-through, the green of her bra clearly visible and her midriff bare. Her tie was loose, and she had knee-high white socks.
She put her paper on Clara's desk. It had 'All work and no play makes Amy bored' written over and over. It was not what Clara had told her to write.
"I don't think you're taking detention seriously," Clara scowled. "What am I going to do with you Amy?"
Amy laughed. "I don't know Miss." Though her eyes and smile gave away that she knew exactly.
Clara kept her stern expression. "I suppose I'll have to find a better punishment." She pulled open her desk drawer and took out a wooden ruler.
Amy's eyes widened. "Are you going to spank me Miss?"
Clara stood. She pushed the back of Amy's neck, bending her over the desk. Amy couldn't keep the smile off her face, a smile that widened at the first sweet sting on her bottom.