It had to be done.
Title: Hard to Resist
Author: happywriter06
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG (it's getting higher)
Characters: Lincoln Burrows/Sara Tancredi
Category: Het
Summary: Just read it. :-)
Notes: A ficlet for
miss_vacantwho needs all the fic she can get right now. This occurs in the same universe as All I Want for Christmas is You. It’s a sequel of sorts. Completely inspired by this picture. *picks self off of the floor. again* I had the idea that a certain blonde would feature in fic about that pic but a certain redhead had other ideas. Also, for
foxriver_fic’s February Challenge using prompt 18 (black lace and blue denim).
“You ready?” she asks as she rounds the corner from the hall to the living room while she simultaneously cinches the belt around her waist. Once finished, she looks up to see Linc nearly stretched out on her sofa, eyes closed.
She has to stop because she’s hit with a feeling - a need - she knows all too well. She’d thought it had been satisfied. Three straight days in bed ought to have done it.
It amazes her how one kiss had made her realize just how hot he is. Of course, she’d always thought he was attractive. She wasn’t blind. She just wasn’t interested for so many reasons. Now she needs reasons to not jump his bones every time she’s in his presence.
That’s why they are going out. It was beginning to feel too hedonistic to spend so much time in bed. She had even hid out in her office while he showered and dressed so they could actually make it out the door. She should’ve told him to wait in the car. Maybe at the restaurant since they’d both relived many high school memories in the back seat and front seat of his car and hers. They even created some new ones because it’s so much better when you know what you are doing.
She’s barefoot, too, their shoes by the door. She walks slowly toward him not wanting to wake him up. He wakes up anyway just as she’s slipping her black lace panties - his favorite - off.
“I thought we were going out.”
She smiles as she hitches up her dress, climbing on top of him to feel the rough feel of his jeans against her skin.
“So did I.”
Author: happywriter06
Fandom: Prison Break
Rating: PG (it's getting higher)
Characters: Lincoln Burrows/Sara Tancredi
Category: Het
Summary: Just read it. :-)
Notes: A ficlet for
miss_vacantwho needs all the fic she can get right now. This occurs in the same universe as All I Want for Christmas is You. It’s a sequel of sorts. Completely inspired by this picture. *picks self off of the floor. again* I had the idea that a certain blonde would feature in fic about that pic but a certain redhead had other ideas. Also, for
foxriver_fic’s February Challenge using prompt 18 (black lace and blue denim).
“You ready?” she asks as she rounds the corner from the hall to the living room while she simultaneously cinches the belt around her waist. Once finished, she looks up to see Linc nearly stretched out on her sofa, eyes closed.
She has to stop because she’s hit with a feeling - a need - she knows all too well. She’d thought it had been satisfied. Three straight days in bed ought to have done it.
It amazes her how one kiss had made her realize just how hot he is. Of course, she’d always thought he was attractive. She wasn’t blind. She just wasn’t interested for so many reasons. Now she needs reasons to not jump his bones every time she’s in his presence.
That’s why they are going out. It was beginning to feel too hedonistic to spend so much time in bed. She had even hid out in her office while he showered and dressed so they could actually make it out the door. She should’ve told him to wait in the car. Maybe at the restaurant since they’d both relived many high school memories in the back seat and front seat of his car and hers. They even created some new ones because it’s so much better when you know what you are doing.
She’s barefoot, too, their shoes by the door. She walks slowly toward him not wanting to wake him up. He wakes up anyway just as she’s slipping her black lace panties - his favorite - off.
“I thought we were going out.”
She smiles as she hitches up her dress, climbing on top of him to feel the rough feel of his jeans against her skin.
“So did I.”