Words: Never, Shiver, Tongue
Title: Never
Ship: Maddy/Mark
Genre: Romance
Rated: PG
Word Count: 705
Summary: He’s never seen anything more beautiful than the girl with the raven hair.
A/N: Written for Maddy/Mark -Never by mercscilla for ‘Friday One Word Fic Challenge’ Week-2
Beta by crystalkei
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Corporal Mark Reynolds stands at his post below the command center, weapon slung over his shoulder, he looks out at the crowd gathered, most familiar faces and some new. The tenth pilgrimage that has just arrived all stands in the middle, their faces showing the wonder and marvel at their new home, their apprehension and their hope that this is really the salvation they were promised. He shares an annoyed look with one of his fellow soldiers at the buzz around them. It’s not that he doesn’t welcome the arrivals, he’s glad more people are being given the same opportunity he was given when he came on the fifth, but he also knows with more people will come even more work and problems.
Newcomers have to learn the rules of the colony and learn them quick. The land around them isn’t forgiving or grading on a curve. They always lose people when a new pilgrimage comes, there’s always those few that don’t understand or don’t care that while beautiful, their new home waited for the slightest mistake to strike with deadly force. That’d almost be okay if it wasn’t for the fact that he or one of his friends would be the ones that had to risk their necks when that inevitably happens. He can only hope that this time around no idiots made it through the portal.
He hears the doors above him open and the sound of heavy boots, he looks out at the crowd again, he and every other soldier around gives the crowd a hard look, submitting them into silence. As the crowd quiets down, he waits for the words he now knows by memory as their Commander addresses the crowd. Violence, greed, leaving a world with no beauty, the Commander says. He doesn’t remember much of the future anymore, doesn’t think of it, Terra Nova is his home, that and serving it is all that matters, but as he looks at the faces of the new arrivals he sees the words resonating with them, the hell they left behind fresh in their minds. As the Commander finishes his speech people cheer and clap before some start to leave the square. He stays, still a half hour left on his shift.
As the crowd clears and people are guided to their new homes he notices a family of four a few feet away. A beautiful older woman, a small little girl that clings to her, a boy around his age with a scowl on his face as he speaks to the older woman who must be his mother and a slim teenage girl with her back to him also in on the conversation being had.
He watches as the older woman makes a swiping motion with her hand that causes the boy shake his head and sigh audibly, obviously agitated. The little girl frowns as she looks up and the teenage girl takes her hand pulling her way from the boy and the older woman, as they take a few steps away the girl turns and for the first time Mark can see her face.
As he stares and really that’s what he’s doing as she bends down to talk to the little girl, smiling widely as her fingers tickle the little girl’s side until she laughs, he realizes that the Commander is very, very wrong.
He said there was not beauty in the future but the older man was dead wrong because as he looks at her, with long waves of raven black hair, caramel skin and warm brown eyes that he can see sparkle even from where he stands, he knows he’s never seen and never will see something more beautiful than the girl in front of him. He stands there mesmerized by her when she looks up and for a moment their eyes meet, his heart pounding against his ribcage as she looks at him with wide eyes, a pink blush spreading over her cheeks as neither look away. When she does looks away, a small smile over her lips and he finds himself smiling too with the realization that’s he’s never going to forget this very moment, after all who could forget the moment they find love.
Title: Shiver
Ship: Maddy/Mark
Genre: Romance
Rated: PG
Word Count: 492
Summary: His hand trails up and down her spine and Maddy has to resist the urge to shiver.
A/N: Written for Crystal prompting me with the word Shiver.
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He likes to place his hand on the small of her back when they walk, not to guide her, but to just rest it there, his body slightly curved to hers like he’s ready to step in front of her at the slightest hint of danger. Growing up with a cop father she’s used to the over protective bit and even though it’s exasperating sometimes, having two men in her life going overboard about her safety, she finds it mostly sweet. His hand rests on her back when they sit too, only then it doesn’t rest still. As they talk about his day, about hers, she can feel his hand absently move, his fingers trailing up and down her spine and she has to resist the urge to shiver as his fingers leave her skin warm in their wake. She tries to concentrate on his words. Four hour shift on the northern side of the gates, family brachiosaurus got close enough to touch them…something about Zoe would have liked them.
His words are fractured in her mind as his fingers move over her shirt, up to the base of her neck and then slowly, so, so very slowly down to the small of her back. Her top has ridden up a bit and a strip of skin is exposed to his hand, it lingers there, callous fingers dancing over her skin until said skin rises in goose-bumps and she has to give in to the shiver. She bites her bottom lip to stop the slow building moan from his touch.
“Maddy?” he questions with a smile. “You okay?”
She feels flushed and stammers as she tries to explain but as she looks up she can see the amusement and mischievousness in his blue-green eyes and she feels hers narrow in response. “You’re doing it on purpose!”
“Miss Shannon,” he starts, the laughter in his voice. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
She purses her lips as she looks at him and he gives her a playful grin in return. She turns and looks at their surroundings, they’re outside her home, out on the bench, but its dark and no one’s around. With that in mind and her need to pay him back, she quickly acts, moving over, she sits squarely on his lap. His eyes widen in surprise but he still holds on to her waist and hip to keep her in place.
Leaning down she kisses him below his mouth working her way up his jaw to his ear, she smiles against it as a small shudder passes through his body.
“I can make you shiver, too,” she whispers against his ear, closing her eyes as he presses his face against her neck, his breath coming out on warm puffs against her skin.
For the next hour, until her father comes out getting an eyeful of his daughter on her boyfriend’s lap, she sets out to prove just that.
Title: Tongue
Ship: Maddy/Mark
Genre: Romance
Rated: PG
Word Count: 412
Summary: Mark is fascinated with Maddy’s mouth, he can’t help but stare
A/N: Written for Crystal prompting me with the word Tongue.
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He’s pretty sure that if Jim Shannon knew his fascination with Maddy’s tongue the man would shoot him dead, jump through the portal to go back in time and do it again. To be fair he has a general fascination with Maddy’s mouth, plump pink lips that he loves to watch as she talks a mile a minute about science and history and whatever else her genius brain finds interesting at that given moment. He loves to watch the way it widens when she catches him staring, the perfect mix of shyness and tease taking over her features as she says his name half bashful, half amused and that’s when it happens, his favorite part, the way her tongue comes out, peeking and licks her bottom lip.
“Mark,” she repeats her voice breathless as she watches him watch her. “You were staring again.”
His eyes leave her mouth to look at her eyes, he grins as her eyes dance happily, her face the prettiest pink he’s ever seen. “I can’t help it,” he answers honestly. “I love your mouth.”
He can feel his own cheeks warm at his bluntness and while she turns a deeper red he’s pleased that she laughs softly, her hands intertwining around his neck as she pulls him to the body part he’s just expressed love for.
He lets her take control, enjoying the way her lips first brush over his, soft and innocent like Maddy herself before she parts her lips and that little tongue peeks out again this time running the tip over his bottom lip. His hands spasm on her hips at the touch. It still amazes him that such a little touch can get him prime and ready but then he remembers that all he has to do is look at the girl in his arm for him to be ready. She sighs against his mouth, the sound causing his stomach to clench.
“Maddy,” he murmurs against her mouth in a plea and she starts to chuckle but it ends in a moan when he takes over, his mouth parting her lips. He finally gets the taste he’s been wanting…needing.
“I really do love your mouth,” he says huskily when they finally break apart, feeling proud as those pink lips are now red. She looks at him, her eyes hazy, she smiles teasingly and then much slower than before, knowing what it will do to him, she deliberately licks her bottom lip once more.