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Title: Awakening
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: Tony/Abby
Author's notes: Written for gets_it_faster who had a bad day. Also, a vampire drabble.
Abby smiled, her lips stained a dark red, and Tony can’t tell if it’s from blood or lipstick; he hates himself for not being concerned.
Her pale arms are looped around him, keeping him close to her, and he doesn’t want to get away.
“C’mon, Tony,” She whispers in his ear. “You didn’t really think that the goth thing is just an act, didja? You had to know that I am the way I am, through and through.”
Tony shudders as smooth enamel scrapes over his ear, and he knows that her incisors have lengthened. “I…no. I knew.”
Abby laughed, and drew her head back up so she was facing Tony. “Wanna know what it’s like, beautiful? Wanna know what it’s like to be immortal, invincible, to know that no matter what happens you’re gonna pull through?”
Her dark eyes are hypnotic, and her breath is whispering over his face, the scent sweet, dark. He can’t resist Abby, not now, not ever.
“Yes,” He gasps, and Abby’s eyes light up in triumph before she swoops down, pressing her lips against his jugular before sinking her fangs into his pulse.
Fireworks go off in Tony’s brain, and he is finally alive.
Rating: G/PG
Pairing: Tony/Abby
Author's notes: Written for gets_it_faster who had a bad day. Also, a vampire drabble.
Abby smiled, her lips stained a dark red, and Tony can’t tell if it’s from blood or lipstick; he hates himself for not being concerned.
Her pale arms are looped around him, keeping him close to her, and he doesn’t want to get away.
“C’mon, Tony,” She whispers in his ear. “You didn’t really think that the goth thing is just an act, didja? You had to know that I am the way I am, through and through.”
Tony shudders as smooth enamel scrapes over his ear, and he knows that her incisors have lengthened. “I…no. I knew.”
Abby laughed, and drew her head back up so she was facing Tony. “Wanna know what it’s like, beautiful? Wanna know what it’s like to be immortal, invincible, to know that no matter what happens you’re gonna pull through?”
Her dark eyes are hypnotic, and her breath is whispering over his face, the scent sweet, dark. He can’t resist Abby, not now, not ever.
“Yes,” He gasps, and Abby’s eyes light up in triumph before she swoops down, pressing her lips against his jugular before sinking her fangs into his pulse.
Fireworks go off in Tony’s brain, and he is finally alive.