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'Goldilocks', Tiger/Bear
More of the same, really. As I say, the idea has taken over my brain somewhat - and for some reason seems to work :)
Title: Goldilocks
Series: Tales of the City
Author: girlofprey
Rating: Ooh. PG-13...maybe?
Notes/Warning: Tiger/Bear. Some sexuality (oooh). 193 words.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tiger. I don't own Bear. Terrible things would probably happen if I did >:)
They warned her about getting involved with him, of course. But she always was the type to take risks.
She knew what he was, the first time she saw him. With his wild dark hair, blazing black eyes. She knew -
(Someone’s sleeping in his bed tonight)
And after all, you have to test everything before you find out what’s just right.
They told her about his temper, about his past. Even the rumours about his being a Dark Other once (absurd).
He holds her in his huge, hairy arms and kisses her like he might suck the life out of her. And she loves it. He slides his big hand up her leg, and she grins and lets the muscles tense, on the verge of Changing. Lets the fur poke through. He smiles back. They run wild together.
(What little girl doesn’t dearly love a wolf?)
He swipes his tongue over the skin of her back. Just right.
She lays her head on his shoulder afterwards, and traces patterns over his chest with her fingertips. Her nails. She smiles, and pushes the claws through, just a little.
She’s an animal too, when she wants to be.
Again, some insinuations taken from here.
The 'little girl' quote taken from Carol Anne Duffy's quite marvellous 'Little Red Hood'. Which may or may not have combined with Angela Carter to inspire this series a little bit, and me in general (whistles...)
Title: Goldilocks
Series: Tales of the City
Author: girlofprey
Rating: Ooh. PG-13...maybe?
Notes/Warning: Tiger/Bear. Some sexuality (oooh). 193 words.
Disclaimer: I don't own Tiger. I don't own Bear. Terrible things would probably happen if I did >:)
They warned her about getting involved with him, of course. But she always was the type to take risks.
She knew what he was, the first time she saw him. With his wild dark hair, blazing black eyes. She knew -
(Someone’s sleeping in his bed tonight)
And after all, you have to test everything before you find out what’s just right.
They told her about his temper, about his past. Even the rumours about his being a Dark Other once (absurd).
He holds her in his huge, hairy arms and kisses her like he might suck the life out of her. And she loves it. He slides his big hand up her leg, and she grins and lets the muscles tense, on the verge of Changing. Lets the fur poke through. He smiles back. They run wild together.
(What little girl doesn’t dearly love a wolf?)
He swipes his tongue over the skin of her back. Just right.
She lays her head on his shoulder afterwards, and traces patterns over his chest with her fingertips. Her nails. She smiles, and pushes the claws through, just a little.
She’s an animal too, when she wants to be.
Again, some insinuations taken from here.
The 'little girl' quote taken from Carol Anne Duffy's quite marvellous 'Little Red Hood'. Which may or may not have combined with Angela Carter to inspire this series a little bit, and me in general (whistles...)