Title :: 04.21.2012
Title :: 04.21.2012
Rating :: FR13
Word Count :: 200
Challenge :: #84 anniversary @ tthdrabbles
Warnings :: Femslash
Pairing :: Buffy/Faith
Fandom :: Terminator:TSCC
Disclaimer :: I do not own these characters and no profit is being made from the use of them.
Note :: This drabble takes place in the ‘Here be Dragons’ verse.
They danced, twisting and turning, sweeping across the wheat field with a deadly grace as the flames grew higher, licking the night sky. Faith’s jaw tensed and she inhaled the thick smoke as it saturated her hair, her skin. She watched, silent, as more of their food, more of their world was eaten by fire. Metal was devouring their world, pushing back humanity a little more each day and they’d lost another battle, one year to the day that SkyNet had declared war.
Hard-callused hands wrapped around her waist, drew her back against a small chest as strong arms wrapped around her middle and a face was buried against her back. Her eyes closed as she accepted the small comfort and settled her own hands over Buffy’s, cradled her touch. The hands beneath her own tensed and she was turned, slow and precise to face her counterpart and Faith’s eyes opened.
She stared down into Buffy’s face, her carefully blank and ash smudged face. Green eyes searched hers before those callused hands rose, cupped her cheeks and drew her down. Their mouths met, the first brush soft and uncertain before they melded together and the flames crackled at Faith’s back.
Rating :: FR13
Word Count :: 200
Challenge :: #84 anniversary @ tthdrabbles
Warnings :: Femslash
Pairing :: Buffy/Faith
Fandom :: Terminator:TSCC
Disclaimer :: I do not own these characters and no profit is being made from the use of them.
Note :: This drabble takes place in the ‘Here be Dragons’ verse.
They danced, twisting and turning, sweeping across the wheat field with a deadly grace as the flames grew higher, licking the night sky. Faith’s jaw tensed and she inhaled the thick smoke as it saturated her hair, her skin. She watched, silent, as more of their food, more of their world was eaten by fire. Metal was devouring their world, pushing back humanity a little more each day and they’d lost another battle, one year to the day that SkyNet had declared war.
Hard-callused hands wrapped around her waist, drew her back against a small chest as strong arms wrapped around her middle and a face was buried against her back. Her eyes closed as she accepted the small comfort and settled her own hands over Buffy’s, cradled her touch. The hands beneath her own tensed and she was turned, slow and precise to face her counterpart and Faith’s eyes opened.
She stared down into Buffy’s face, her carefully blank and ash smudged face. Green eyes searched hers before those callused hands rose, cupped her cheeks and drew her down. Their mouths met, the first brush soft and uncertain before they melded together and the flames crackled at Faith’s back.