Drabbletag - The Originals: Rebekah/Genevieve, unfinished business
Title: Unfinished business
Fandom: The Originals
Pairing: Rebekah/Genevieve
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 182
Prompt: unfinished business
Summary: Rebekah comes back to town.
Rebekah smirks as Genevieve is pined down to the bed, dressed in nothing but a silky white dress that leaves little to the imagination, her furious red hair spread on top of the equally white sheets. But the best of it all is the look of shock, combined with the slightest hint of pure fear, that reflects in the witch's eyes as she realizes that her movement is restricted by some unknown magic; she couldn't move, and was completely at the mercy of the original vampiress.
"Hello, Genevieve" the blonde greets, as she comes closer, with a teasing fake-innocent tone in her voice. "Did you miss me?"
"What do you want?" Genevieve spits back, the smallest trace of despair in her voice. Small, but still there.
"Oh love, have you forgotten? We have some unfinished business" Rebekah grins, caressing her face with a single finger, drawing with it an invisible line from her cheek all the way down to her thigh. Genevieve's entire body shivers at the other woman's action. "And this time, you're not getting away from me. You are mine."
Fandom: The Originals
Pairing: Rebekah/Genevieve
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 182
Prompt: unfinished business
Summary: Rebekah comes back to town.
Rebekah smirks as Genevieve is pined down to the bed, dressed in nothing but a silky white dress that leaves little to the imagination, her furious red hair spread on top of the equally white sheets. But the best of it all is the look of shock, combined with the slightest hint of pure fear, that reflects in the witch's eyes as she realizes that her movement is restricted by some unknown magic; she couldn't move, and was completely at the mercy of the original vampiress.
"Hello, Genevieve" the blonde greets, as she comes closer, with a teasing fake-innocent tone in her voice. "Did you miss me?"
"What do you want?" Genevieve spits back, the smallest trace of despair in her voice. Small, but still there.
"Oh love, have you forgotten? We have some unfinished business" Rebekah grins, caressing her face with a single finger, drawing with it an invisible line from her cheek all the way down to her thigh. Genevieve's entire body shivers at the other woman's action. "And this time, you're not getting away from me. You are mine."