Title: Primitive
Author: lab brat
Pairing: sam/jack. (yes. I know. anyone would think I'd given up on writing sam/janet wouldnt they?)
Rating: R/NC17 - Im never sure about these things. I'd say R.
Spoilers: Broca Divide
Warnings: wet half naked jack?
Challenge: #29 Lost, and Cyndi Lauper title. "Primitive"
Notes: eh.. I know its been done to death, and its all very cliché, but seeing as I've written -nothing- for ages, I'll happily accept any pathetic little scrap my muse deems fit to throw my way. This was one of them. ("them" being a loose term Im using just to make you all think I had more than one idea. hah)
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She stood silent, adrenaline coursing through her veins. Her focus narrowed to just one thing.
Him.
Slowly she prowled towards him, her nostrils flaring with each step. She could smell him. A scent that was undeniably him. It filled her senses making her crave his touch.
She wanted him to overpower her and posses her, wrapping his body around hers to take what he needed. Hard. Fast.
Lust filled her eyes.
Licking her lips, she noticed drops of water glistening against his skin, and she was reduced to the most primitive of urges.
She reached for him, and was lost.