A Selfish Kind of Love
Title: A Selfish Kind of Love
Rating: R
Word count: 167 words
Characters/Pairings: Isabella, Robin; Isabella/Robin
Prompt: Isabella/Robin; war
Summary: It’s a battle of wills, a clash of strengths.
Notes: Title from Michael Jackson's Man in the Mirror. And hate-sex is surprisingly fun to write =P
It’s a battle of wills, a clash of strengths. Their bodies collide, their mouths duel, hands dance over and grasp at bare skin.
The sheriff and the outlaw. They shouldn’t be here and certainly shouldn’t be doing this, but it’s become their addiction, the heat and the passion their constant desires until the flame is stirred and the blaze erupts between them. Their skin burns where their bodies meet, their breaths are shallow and desperate as they gasp for air, their eyes smouldering with lust and fury and constant need, boring into their very cores.
He wonders if she does it on purpose, condemning an innocent man to death so that he’ll come to save the day, their eyes will meet over the gallows and they will know what tonight will bring. It is a testament to how much she wants him that she would stoop so low.
It is a testament to how much he wants her that he’s almost ready to forgive her for it.
Rating: R
Word count: 167 words
Characters/Pairings: Isabella, Robin; Isabella/Robin
Prompt: Isabella/Robin; war
Summary: It’s a battle of wills, a clash of strengths.
Notes: Title from Michael Jackson's Man in the Mirror. And hate-sex is surprisingly fun to write =P
It’s a battle of wills, a clash of strengths. Their bodies collide, their mouths duel, hands dance over and grasp at bare skin.
The sheriff and the outlaw. They shouldn’t be here and certainly shouldn’t be doing this, but it’s become their addiction, the heat and the passion their constant desires until the flame is stirred and the blaze erupts between them. Their skin burns where their bodies meet, their breaths are shallow and desperate as they gasp for air, their eyes smouldering with lust and fury and constant need, boring into their very cores.
He wonders if she does it on purpose, condemning an innocent man to death so that he’ll come to save the day, their eyes will meet over the gallows and they will know what tonight will bring. It is a testament to how much she wants him that she would stoop so low.
It is a testament to how much he wants her that he’s almost ready to forgive her for it.