CSI FIC :: First Thing in the Morning [Sara/Sofia] Rish

Dec 25, 2006 23:19

Title: First Thing in the Morning
Author: A. Magiluna Stormwriter
Email: stormwriter@shatterstorm.net
Rating: Rish
Pairings: Sara/Sofia
Date: 25 December 2006
Word Count: 238
Summary: Early in their relationship, Sara and Sofia have different ideas of what to do first thing in the morning.
Warnings: If you can get past the whole lesbian angle, you'll be fine…
Website: ShatterStorm Productions - Frisked & Conquered
Link to: http://f-n-c.shatterstorm.net/
Archive: ShatterStorm Productions only…all others ask for permission & we'll see…

Author’s Disclaimer: "CSI: Crime Scene Investigators," the characters, and situations depicted are the property of Jerry Bruckheimer Television, Alliance Atlantis, and CBS Productions. This piece of fan fiction was created for entertainment not monetary purposes. Previously unrecognized characters and places, and this story, are copyrighted to the author. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author. This site is in no way affiliated with "CSI: Crime Scene Investigators," CBS, or any representatives of the actors.

Author’s Notes: Written for tracyathene, who gave me the prompt of "first thing in the morning" over here. There was supposed to be sex in this, but this is what they wanted me to work with. Who am I to be pissy at my muses when they're offering fic?

Dedication: My muses, as usual…

"First Thing in the Morning"
by A. Magiluna Stormwriter

"You have got to be kidding me, Sofia!"

"Nope, sorry," she replies with a cheery grin, far too damned cheery for this ungodly hour. "Get up, baby."

"No," I snort and roll back over, pulling the pillow up over my head. This is not something a sane person would do. "Sofia!" I gasp suddenly, feeling icy cold hands on my sides, and I try to squirm away from her touch. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Waking you up so you can go jogging with me." Her answer is so damned straightforward, I can't help but roll over and stare at her.

"You're serious, aren't you?" When she nods, a smile of child-like delight lights up her face. "But I'm not a runner, Sofia. Not by a long shot."

"I'll make you a deal," Sofia replies, leaning in to nuzzle at my earlobe. "If you go running with me this morning, I'll fulfill any fantasy you've got when we get back. Think that'll help your decision?" She continues to nibble at my earlobe until I'm practically squirming against her.

"You get me all hot and bothered and then you expect me to run? You're a fucking sadist, Sofia."

"I love you, too, baby," she replies with an evil chuckle. "So are we running or not?"

I simply roll my eyes at her and pull her close for a hot kiss, fingers moving down to slip under her sweats.

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