Fic: Escape Attempt
Title: Escape Attempt
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Delilah and Joe
Rating: high-PG
Summary: She doesn't want him to follow... but she does.
Warning: *Written for Round 47 of prompt_in_a_box. Prompt #12: She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm. (Titus Andronicus: IV, i)
Disclaimer: For the first time, I can say that EVERYTHING about this one is MINE, ALL MINE. Mwahaha!! Inspiration comes from tvrealm, Team Chiller and the Team TV Show challenge, with thanks.
It was days like this when Delilah Morgan wanted nothing more than to shoot Joseph Bennett right between the eyes. Lord in Heaven, that man was infuriating! She had moved into the storeroom, simply because it was the only door open in the direction opposite him.
There was no need to be moving the crates, but moving them made her feel better, so she picked up another crate and set it down forcefully, enough to get the glass inside to tinkle, but not enough to actually break them.
Letting out a heavy breath, she knew he'd ignored her boundaries and was watching her from the doorway. She'd already had to untie her corset, simply to get air, and her eyes closed as she felt the air change around her. He was right there, his hand on her waist and pulling her against him with a gentle force. His lips were on her shoulder, now her neck...
She didn't want to react to him, to give him the satisfaction. But, no matter how angry she was - why was she angry again? - the simple fact that he'd followed her send sparks through every bit of her.
Damn that man.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Delilah and Joe
Rating: high-PG
Summary: She doesn't want him to follow... but she does.
Warning: *Written for Round 47 of prompt_in_a_box. Prompt #12: She loves thee, boy, too well to do thee harm. (Titus Andronicus: IV, i)
Disclaimer: For the first time, I can say that EVERYTHING about this one is MINE, ALL MINE. Mwahaha!! Inspiration comes from tvrealm, Team Chiller and the Team TV Show challenge, with thanks.
It was days like this when Delilah Morgan wanted nothing more than to shoot Joseph Bennett right between the eyes. Lord in Heaven, that man was infuriating! She had moved into the storeroom, simply because it was the only door open in the direction opposite him.
There was no need to be moving the crates, but moving them made her feel better, so she picked up another crate and set it down forcefully, enough to get the glass inside to tinkle, but not enough to actually break them.
Letting out a heavy breath, she knew he'd ignored her boundaries and was watching her from the doorway. She'd already had to untie her corset, simply to get air, and her eyes closed as she felt the air change around her. He was right there, his hand on her waist and pulling her against him with a gentle force. His lips were on her shoulder, now her neck...
She didn't want to react to him, to give him the satisfaction. But, no matter how angry she was - why was she angry again? - the simple fact that he'd followed her send sparks through every bit of her.
Damn that man.