2 Major Crimes drabbles
Title: Distraction
Pairing: Sharon Raydor/Andrea Hobbs
Fandom: Major Crimes
Rating: NC-17/M
Word Count: 272
Prompt: Sharon/anyone, office!sex, distraction!sex
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: For margotgrissom
Sharon was used to dealing with animosity from colleagues, with people refusing to work with her. She had dealt with that for over a decade working in IA. But now for some reason, Provenza’s snide remarks, her division’s disapproving looks, Taylor’s arrogant attitude and Rusty’s constant disrespectfulness had gotten to her.
“Stay with me,” Hobbs whispered, twisting her fingers vigorously as she dragged her teeth over Sharon’s earlobe. Andrea, while she did argue with Sharon, had worked with her and their cooperation had worked perfectly. It reminded Sharon a little of another blonde that she had worked well with, when they had both put their minds to it.
But Sharon didn’t want to think about her, not now. Not while Andrea’s hand was buried between her legs while the other pawed at her blouse, yanking away the fabric and pulling down the cup of her bra, exposing her hard nipple before covering it with her mouth. Sharon threw her head back and moaned.
“Fuck. More. I need more,” she whispered and pushed her hips down on Hobbs’ hand. Andrea obliged and added another finger as she scraped her teeth over Sharon’s nipple. Sharon gasped and tangled her fingers in Andrea’s blonde locks as her other hand grasped the edge of her desk in a tight grip.
This was just a distraction. A way to forget, a reason not to go home yet. It was slightly pathetic and completely irresponsible. But she needed this and for once, Sharon didn’t care about doing the sensible thing. She just did what she wanted. And right now, what she wanted was for Andrea to fuck her.
Title: Stolen Kiss
Pairing: Sharon Raydor/Fritz Howard
Fandom: Major Crimes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 272
Prompt: Sharon/Fritz, adjusting to Brenda being away for the moment
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: For margotgrissom
He had expected it to be strange, to be in Brenda’s old office and see Sharon Raydor there as its owner, as the boss of Major Crimes. But it didn’t feel strange and Sharon didn’t look like an outsider. She looked like she belonged in the now stripped bare office. Or maybe that was simply because the thrill of solving a murder was still evident on her face. It was a good look on the captain.
Fritz pretended not to notice when their hands brushed as they put Brenda’s candy in a paper bag. Brenda who was still in Atlanta and he had no idea when she was coming back. He had always felt a strange attraction towards Sharon Raydor but he had always forced to the back of her mind when Brenda was around, but now it was painfully obvious.
The Ding Dong he gave as a good luck gift, as a token of his appreciation. He had expected her to eat it or put it back in the drawer. Instead she put it in Rusty’s backpack and Fritz felt a misplaced sense of rejection. He thought he had kept his face neutral but he could see in Sharon’s expression that he had been caught.
She looked around quickly and then stood on her toes, gently placing a hand against his cheek and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Fritz froze and before he could react to the softness of her lips or the proximity of her body, she pulled back.
“Say hi to Brenda for me,” she said as she grabbed Rusty’s bags and walked out of the office.
Pairing: Sharon Raydor/Andrea Hobbs
Fandom: Major Crimes
Rating: NC-17/M
Word Count: 272
Prompt: Sharon/anyone, office!sex, distraction!sex
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: For margotgrissom
Sharon was used to dealing with animosity from colleagues, with people refusing to work with her. She had dealt with that for over a decade working in IA. But now for some reason, Provenza’s snide remarks, her division’s disapproving looks, Taylor’s arrogant attitude and Rusty’s constant disrespectfulness had gotten to her.
“Stay with me,” Hobbs whispered, twisting her fingers vigorously as she dragged her teeth over Sharon’s earlobe. Andrea, while she did argue with Sharon, had worked with her and their cooperation had worked perfectly. It reminded Sharon a little of another blonde that she had worked well with, when they had both put their minds to it.
But Sharon didn’t want to think about her, not now. Not while Andrea’s hand was buried between her legs while the other pawed at her blouse, yanking away the fabric and pulling down the cup of her bra, exposing her hard nipple before covering it with her mouth. Sharon threw her head back and moaned.
“Fuck. More. I need more,” she whispered and pushed her hips down on Hobbs’ hand. Andrea obliged and added another finger as she scraped her teeth over Sharon’s nipple. Sharon gasped and tangled her fingers in Andrea’s blonde locks as her other hand grasped the edge of her desk in a tight grip.
This was just a distraction. A way to forget, a reason not to go home yet. It was slightly pathetic and completely irresponsible. But she needed this and for once, Sharon didn’t care about doing the sensible thing. She just did what she wanted. And right now, what she wanted was for Andrea to fuck her.
Title: Stolen Kiss
Pairing: Sharon Raydor/Fritz Howard
Fandom: Major Crimes
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 272
Prompt: Sharon/Fritz, adjusting to Brenda being away for the moment
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: For margotgrissom
He had expected it to be strange, to be in Brenda’s old office and see Sharon Raydor there as its owner, as the boss of Major Crimes. But it didn’t feel strange and Sharon didn’t look like an outsider. She looked like she belonged in the now stripped bare office. Or maybe that was simply because the thrill of solving a murder was still evident on her face. It was a good look on the captain.
Fritz pretended not to notice when their hands brushed as they put Brenda’s candy in a paper bag. Brenda who was still in Atlanta and he had no idea when she was coming back. He had always felt a strange attraction towards Sharon Raydor but he had always forced to the back of her mind when Brenda was around, but now it was painfully obvious.
The Ding Dong he gave as a good luck gift, as a token of his appreciation. He had expected her to eat it or put it back in the drawer. Instead she put it in Rusty’s backpack and Fritz felt a misplaced sense of rejection. He thought he had kept his face neutral but he could see in Sharon’s expression that he had been caught.
She looked around quickly and then stood on her toes, gently placing a hand against his cheek and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. Fritz froze and before he could react to the softness of her lips or the proximity of her body, she pulled back.
“Say hi to Brenda for me,” she said as she grabbed Rusty’s bags and walked out of the office.