Drabble: As You What?
Here's the next drabble in the Dawn/Sam (where 'Sam' is different in each) series I started yesterday. 100 words, rating R.
Five times Dawn and Sam had hot, dirty, sex... and one time they didn't.
2: As You What?
Dawn and her lover lay on top of the sarcophagus lid, writhing in a passionate embrace, legs intertwined. Their hips went into overdrive, thrusting and grinding furiously, as they came together.
Suddenly the door of the crypt burst open. “Aha!” Riley Finn exclaimed. “I knew you were sleeping with… Spike…” His voice trailed off as he realised his mistake. “Oh. You’re not Buffy.”
“I’m not Spike either,” said Dawn. “Get out! Get out! Get out!”
“That was close,” Dawn’s lover said, once Riley had departed.
“Sure was,” Dawn agreed. “If he’d recognised you he’d have divorced you for certain, Sam.”
Five times Dawn and Sam had hot, dirty, sex... and one time they didn't.
2: As You What?
Dawn and her lover lay on top of the sarcophagus lid, writhing in a passionate embrace, legs intertwined. Their hips went into overdrive, thrusting and grinding furiously, as they came together.
Suddenly the door of the crypt burst open. “Aha!” Riley Finn exclaimed. “I knew you were sleeping with… Spike…” His voice trailed off as he realised his mistake. “Oh. You’re not Buffy.”
“I’m not Spike either,” said Dawn. “Get out! Get out! Get out!”
“That was close,” Dawn’s lover said, once Riley had departed.
“Sure was,” Dawn agreed. “If he’d recognised you he’d have divorced you for certain, Sam.”