Refuge
Icon Meme, taken from time_and_chips
Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.
Loosely inspired by Labyrinth
The small, copper, soaking tub was the one thing that she would miss. It had the servants bath beat hands down.
The matte green plaster of the wall was cool under her forehead and against her breasts. She could feel his sweat cooling on her back, and his come dripping down her thighs. Her wrap lay where he'd dropped it, his words still echoing in her head, "My dearest Doctor, my sweet, sweet, Sarah; in time even you shall yield."
Wooing had given way to compulsory appointments, had given way to... this.
She'd come here to practice medicine. Not harlotry.
Write a drabble (100 words exactly) based on your current default icon. No changing it! Just write it as it comes; no beta-reading or mulling over. Any fandom or no fandom at all.
Loosely inspired by Labyrinth
The small, copper, soaking tub was the one thing that she would miss. It had the servants bath beat hands down.
The matte green plaster of the wall was cool under her forehead and against her breasts. She could feel his sweat cooling on her back, and his come dripping down her thighs. Her wrap lay where he'd dropped it, his words still echoing in her head, "My dearest Doctor, my sweet, sweet, Sarah; in time even you shall yield."
Wooing had given way to compulsory appointments, had given way to... this.
She'd come here to practice medicine. Not harlotry.