Twilight: Emmett/Leah: "Of Insults and Making Up"
Title: Of Insults and Making Up
Fandom: Twilight
Pairings: Emmett/Leah
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Language. Suggested Adult Content.
Summary: Emmett unexpectedly upsets Leah.
Notes: Written for twilight100 prompt thanksgiving and written for twilight20 prompt fall.
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1
Leah Clearwater let out a growl when she yanked the thing off her head. She quickly glared up at Emmett in anger.
Emmett let out a laugh, “Come on, you’re really pissed?”
“You’re insulting me!” Leah accused, throwing the pilgrim’s hat on the ground. Emmett rolled his eyes at her antics.
“I thought you got over your prissy anger issues,” Emmett stated, causing Leah to let out a low hiss. “Calm down, love, I’m sorry.”
Leah glared at him. Deciding to make him suffer, turned away from him walking away. Emmett sighed and quickly stood before her, cutting her off.
2
“Come on, I’m sorry, Leah… really I am. I promise to never insult or play jokes on you on Thanksgiving day.” Emmett stated, “Cross my heart.” Emmett very slowly crossed his heart with his right hand, his face uncharacteristic serious.
“What heart?” Leah muttered, still slightly peeved at him. Emmett held in his chuckle at the question.
“I didn’t really think that this would make you this upset, I’m sorry, truly I am,” Emmett stated, causing Leah to huff. For whatever reason she knew her anger was gone - she could never stay angry at him for too long. Damn bloodsucker.
3
“Alright, as long as you promise to never do something like this again, then I forgive you.” Leah stated causing Emmett grinned in triumph and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. His ice cold skin barely registered in her mind, what with her body so used to him touching her.
“So what should we do on this holiday, if we’re not going to celebrate it?” Emmett asked, a happy grin lit up his face. Leah smiled, his grin was infectious.
“I think we should stay in bed, I’m feeling awfully tired.” Leah stated, faking a yawn.
4
Before she could even finish her yawn, Emmett had her in his arms and was running towards her room. Leah let out a amused laugh as felt her hair dancing in the wind. They were in her room before she realized it.
Emmett nearly thrown her down on the bed when she had huskily started to taunt him on how she would get back to him for the insult earlier. It turned him even more when her lips started assault his own and everywhere else. His control was barely intact as he pulled her down on the bed under him.
THE END.
Fandom: Twilight
Pairings: Emmett/Leah
Rating: PG-13
Warnings/Spoilers: Language. Suggested Adult Content.
Summary: Emmett unexpectedly upsets Leah.
Notes: Written for twilight100 prompt thanksgiving and written for twilight20 prompt fall.
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1
Leah Clearwater let out a growl when she yanked the thing off her head. She quickly glared up at Emmett in anger.
Emmett let out a laugh, “Come on, you’re really pissed?”
“You’re insulting me!” Leah accused, throwing the pilgrim’s hat on the ground. Emmett rolled his eyes at her antics.
“I thought you got over your prissy anger issues,” Emmett stated, causing Leah to let out a low hiss. “Calm down, love, I’m sorry.”
Leah glared at him. Deciding to make him suffer, turned away from him walking away. Emmett sighed and quickly stood before her, cutting her off.
2
“Come on, I’m sorry, Leah… really I am. I promise to never insult or play jokes on you on Thanksgiving day.” Emmett stated, “Cross my heart.” Emmett very slowly crossed his heart with his right hand, his face uncharacteristic serious.
“What heart?” Leah muttered, still slightly peeved at him. Emmett held in his chuckle at the question.
“I didn’t really think that this would make you this upset, I’m sorry, truly I am,” Emmett stated, causing Leah to huff. For whatever reason she knew her anger was gone - she could never stay angry at him for too long. Damn bloodsucker.
3
“Alright, as long as you promise to never do something like this again, then I forgive you.” Leah stated causing Emmett grinned in triumph and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer to him. His ice cold skin barely registered in her mind, what with her body so used to him touching her.
“So what should we do on this holiday, if we’re not going to celebrate it?” Emmett asked, a happy grin lit up his face. Leah smiled, his grin was infectious.
“I think we should stay in bed, I’m feeling awfully tired.” Leah stated, faking a yawn.
4
Before she could even finish her yawn, Emmett had her in his arms and was running towards her room. Leah let out a amused laugh as felt her hair dancing in the wind. They were in her room before she realized it.
Emmett nearly thrown her down on the bed when she had huskily started to taunt him on how she would get back to him for the insult earlier. It turned him even more when her lips started assault his own and everywhere else. His control was barely intact as he pulled her down on the bed under him.
THE END.