I haven't posted any fic in awhile. This was sitting half-written on my hard drive since... August. I finally finished it. :-)
Title: Set Us On Fire
Pairing: Don/Liz
Rating: PG-15
Summary: The red silk rustles as it slips down her shoulders.
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: None.
Prompt: "Strip" at
numb3rs100Notes/Warnings: Title from
Killing The Blues by Robert Plant and Alison Krauss. Thanks to
emmademarais and
melissima for their help. Crossposted at
numb3rs100 and
numb3rs_het.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, nor do I profit from their use here. This is only for fun.
She plucks at the sleeves of her dress and the red silk rustles as it slips down her shoulders, exposing her collarbone. She smiles, winks, and turns her back as she lets the dress fall to be caught by her slowly canting hips. He groans, shifting in his chair, and she laughs teasingly, glancing back at him.
"See something you like?" she asks, voice weaving through the music playing soft in the background.
He reaches for her. She sways back towards him, letting her waist settle under his palms. He grabs the fabric and tugs it down, baring her skin.