TWW FIC: Push and Shove Until I Find You
Title: Push and Shove Until I Find You
Author: shutterbug_12
Characters: Josh/Donna
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Only borrowing. Make love, not lawsuits.
Summary: Since she’d met him, she had watched him stumble into relationships. Not now, she thinks.
Author's Note: Election Day missing scene. 160 words. For danceprincess20 at ww_pumpkins. Feedback and concrit is love.
As Donna strides toward the elevator bay, she never--not for one moment--counts on Josh to initiate a move. Since she met him, she had watched him stumble into relationships. Not now, she thinks. Not this time.
Outside his door, she fishes his keycard out of his pocket. As her knuckles brush his hip, his muscles tense. Dark, attentive eyes blink as he inhales--a sharp waver.
She closes the door with his body and presses, his muffled ummph in her ear. Her hands spread over his chest and rise with the rhythm of his breaths. She revels in the wild beat of her heart, opens her mouth, and kisses--kisses, kisses--him, until his voice hitches with a whimper. Until he curls his arms around her and pulls her closer.
Until the thick, smoky scotch on his tongue disappears and, finally, reveals the only thing she wants: him.
Author: shutterbug_12
Characters: Josh/Donna
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Only borrowing. Make love, not lawsuits.
Summary: Since she’d met him, she had watched him stumble into relationships. Not now, she thinks.
Author's Note: Election Day missing scene. 160 words. For danceprincess20 at ww_pumpkins. Feedback and concrit is love.
As Donna strides toward the elevator bay, she never--not for one moment--counts on Josh to initiate a move. Since she met him, she had watched him stumble into relationships. Not now, she thinks. Not this time.
Outside his door, she fishes his keycard out of his pocket. As her knuckles brush his hip, his muscles tense. Dark, attentive eyes blink as he inhales--a sharp waver.
She closes the door with his body and presses, his muffled ummph in her ear. Her hands spread over his chest and rise with the rhythm of his breaths. She revels in the wild beat of her heart, opens her mouth, and kisses--kisses, kisses--him, until his voice hitches with a whimper. Until he curls his arms around her and pulls her closer.
Until the thick, smoky scotch on his tongue disappears and, finally, reveals the only thing she wants: him.