X-Men : First Class, dub/non-con, 'Raspberry Swirl', Moira/Emma, R
Title: Raspberry Swirl
Prompt: Challenge #272 'fade'
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Pairing: Moira MacTaggart/Emma Frost
Rating: R (Warning: very dubious consent, though there's nothing all that explicit)
Word count: 150
A/N: I was intending for something light and fluffy, and I totally failed. Post-movie.
There are things Moira isn't sure she wants to remember.
(Emma's hands on her hips, and mouth on her neck while Moira's whole body shivers)
Bits and pieces that tell her that she knew something once.
(Diamond is supposed to be cold to the touch, but it burns when Emma's mouth clamps over a nipple)
There are nightmares mixed in; of death, of things so chaotic that all she can do is lie awake afterwards, fingers clenched in the sheets and eyes wide as she watches the shadows on the ceiling.
("You have to be quiet, Emma." "Silence will get me nowhere.")
Sometimes, Moira starts to write a report, and she'll remember something--but the memory fragment never really surfaces properly.
(Taking pleasure from an enemy twists Moira's brain around, but Emma seems just as startled)
In the end, all she can do is hope they fade.
(Emma comes first)
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Prompt: Challenge #272 'fade'
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Pairing: Moira MacTaggart/Emma Frost
Rating: R (Warning: very dubious consent, though there's nothing all that explicit)
Word count: 150
A/N: I was intending for something light and fluffy, and I totally failed. Post-movie.
There are things Moira isn't sure she wants to remember.
(Emma's hands on her hips, and mouth on her neck while Moira's whole body shivers)
Bits and pieces that tell her that she knew something once.
(Diamond is supposed to be cold to the touch, but it burns when Emma's mouth clamps over a nipple)
There are nightmares mixed in; of death, of things so chaotic that all she can do is lie awake afterwards, fingers clenched in the sheets and eyes wide as she watches the shadows on the ceiling.
("You have to be quiet, Emma." "Silence will get me nowhere.")
Sometimes, Moira starts to write a report, and she'll remember something--but the memory fragment never really surfaces properly.
(Taking pleasure from an enemy twists Moira's brain around, but Emma seems just as startled)
In the end, all she can do is hope they fade.
(Emma comes first)
-f-