Lovely Words - DA Drabble
Title: Lovely Words
Author: Moony88
Rating: PG
Character/s: Anna, Bates; Anna/Bates
Warnings: Conversation between the sheet
Word Count: 206
“Anna.” His voice teased, lips not moving away from her bare skin. “Anna, my love, say it again.”
She smiled up at him, settling into the pillow beneath her head.
“Hmm… you’ll have to remind.” Her hand reached up to his forehead, pushing some wayward hair back into place.
“Anna.” He warned, lowering his lips to her neck.
“You’re distracting me, John.”
“Well, I’ll stop so you can focus.” With a grin he pulled away, rolling onto his back.
“The hell you will.” Anna followed him to the other side of the bed, climbing on top of him, mindful of his leg.
“Strong language, Mrs. Bates.”
“Only when it comes to you, Mr. Bates.” Her smile was infectious as she leaned down to kiss him. He pulled back, lips just out of reach of her own.
“Say it, Anna.” His hand reached up to cup her cheek.
“You are a free man, John Bates.” She purred, pressing her lips to his palm.
“Again.”
“You, my husband, are a free man.”
“I’ll never tire of hearing that.”
“I’ll say it as often as you like.” With a greater speed than she could have anticipated, John rolled them over so that she was on her back again.
“Anna?”
Author: Moony88
Rating: PG
Character/s: Anna, Bates; Anna/Bates
Warnings: Conversation between the sheet
Word Count: 206
“Anna.” His voice teased, lips not moving away from her bare skin. “Anna, my love, say it again.”
She smiled up at him, settling into the pillow beneath her head.
“Hmm… you’ll have to remind.” Her hand reached up to his forehead, pushing some wayward hair back into place.
“Anna.” He warned, lowering his lips to her neck.
“You’re distracting me, John.”
“Well, I’ll stop so you can focus.” With a grin he pulled away, rolling onto his back.
“The hell you will.” Anna followed him to the other side of the bed, climbing on top of him, mindful of his leg.
“Strong language, Mrs. Bates.”
“Only when it comes to you, Mr. Bates.” Her smile was infectious as she leaned down to kiss him. He pulled back, lips just out of reach of her own.
“Say it, Anna.” His hand reached up to cup her cheek.
“You are a free man, John Bates.” She purred, pressing her lips to his palm.
“Again.”
“You, my husband, are a free man.”
“I’ll never tire of hearing that.”
“I’ll say it as often as you like.” With a greater speed than she could have anticipated, John rolled them over so that she was on her back again.
“Anna?”