[July 23] ReBoot: Matrix/AndrAIa
Title: Break
Author: beckyh2112
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 203
Prompt: Bored - "There's got to be a mission against Daemon _sometime_, right?"
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"Daemon could attack- any moment-" Matrix gasped between kisses, his right hand sliding down her back and over her curves. With his left, he scrabbled for the recline lever; Dot would be so mad if they broke another chair-
"I'll put her in the Recycle Bin if she interrupts this," AndrAIa hissed, hands hard on his shoulders, mouth descending to kiss him. She took over his whole world in that instant, searing him with the intensity of her kiss.
The chair creaked horribly as AndrAIa pushed at his shoulders, and then his hand wrapped around the recline lever-
They were both horizontal now, and AndrAIa broke the kiss and attacked the clasps on his shirt, nails pricking dangerously at his skin. He shuddered, knowing full well what those could do to him if she got careless.
She paused at the shudder, then looked up at him questioningly. Whatever expression she saw on his face brought a smirk to hers, and he wanted so badly to gather her up and press her to him until they started to merge together right then.
He felt trapped in the moment, voluntarily helpless as she scraped a fingernail down his throat.
Oh, User. AndrAIa was never careless.
End
Author: beckyh2112
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 203
Prompt: Bored - "There's got to be a mission against Daemon _sometime_, right?"
---
"Daemon could attack- any moment-" Matrix gasped between kisses, his right hand sliding down her back and over her curves. With his left, he scrabbled for the recline lever; Dot would be so mad if they broke another chair-
"I'll put her in the Recycle Bin if she interrupts this," AndrAIa hissed, hands hard on his shoulders, mouth descending to kiss him. She took over his whole world in that instant, searing him with the intensity of her kiss.
The chair creaked horribly as AndrAIa pushed at his shoulders, and then his hand wrapped around the recline lever-
They were both horizontal now, and AndrAIa broke the kiss and attacked the clasps on his shirt, nails pricking dangerously at his skin. He shuddered, knowing full well what those could do to him if she got careless.
She paused at the shudder, then looked up at him questioningly. Whatever expression she saw on his face brought a smirk to hers, and he wanted so badly to gather her up and press her to him until they started to merge together right then.
He felt trapped in the moment, voluntarily helpless as she scraped a fingernail down his throat.
Oh, User. AndrAIa was never careless.
End