J/E Drabble and a half for 15minuteficlets
I've been inspired by artaxastra's wonderful J/E stories -- check them out, if you are at all fond of the pairing.
Scorch
“Sun’s scorched you, love.”
Elizabeth wrinkled her pink nose, and winced further at the tightness of the skin across her cheekbones. She pulled the front of her hat down, but then turned to Jack, sun-dark himself, and darker of eye, with lines of gentle laughter under the kohl he affected.
She chuckled, ruefully. “No one would mistake me for a lady now.”
A brow arched toward the edge of his headscarf. “There’d be no mistake.” He took up her hand, a casual gesture, and raised it briefly to his lips. “Lady and pirate, both, Lizzie,” he said, all soft seduction. “Plain as day.”
A smile, teasing and fond, a little squeeze of that hand, and he was off again.
She turned away. The sea was blue and bright. The wind cool. A pulse beat in her throat. And that hand, gripping the rail before her, was scorched now, as well.
~.~
Scorch
“Sun’s scorched you, love.”
Elizabeth wrinkled her pink nose, and winced further at the tightness of the skin across her cheekbones. She pulled the front of her hat down, but then turned to Jack, sun-dark himself, and darker of eye, with lines of gentle laughter under the kohl he affected.
She chuckled, ruefully. “No one would mistake me for a lady now.”
A brow arched toward the edge of his headscarf. “There’d be no mistake.” He took up her hand, a casual gesture, and raised it briefly to his lips. “Lady and pirate, both, Lizzie,” he said, all soft seduction. “Plain as day.”
A smile, teasing and fond, a little squeeze of that hand, and he was off again.
She turned away. The sea was blue and bright. The wind cool. A pulse beat in her throat. And that hand, gripping the rail before her, was scorched now, as well.
~.~