Fandom: Discworld (MR)
Pairing: Mal/OC (Vanya)
Challenge: 76 -- Force
Rating: R (possibly higher -- for sexual content)
Word Count: 194
Title:
What She Wants
They say that love and hate are two sides of the same coin. I’m not sure that’s true. I loved Carmine, and I can’t hate her for being gone.
I hate Vanya. Hate her and need her, but there’s no love between us.
I hate the way she touches me. I hate the way she hurts me. I hate that I’m afraid of her.
But she makes me feel alive again.
After all that time alone, I need to feel alive. I need someone to touch me hard enough to remind me that I can still feel.
She shoves me harder against the stone wall, and the rough rock scrapes my skin.
"Tell me you want it," she growls in my ear, and I hate that her fingers are under my dress, and I hate that she’s making me wet just by sliding her hand over my thigh.
But I need to come, and I need to feel, and she’s the only one who’s willing to touch me now.
I tell her what she wants to hear, and she slides her hand higher, giving me what I want.
And I hate myself for it.
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