Play by Numbers (The Unusuals)
Title: Play by Numbers
Fandom: The Unusuals
Characters: Casey Shraeger and Jason Walsh
Prompt: #35 - Sexual
Word Count: 160
Rating: PG-13
Summary: “You thought about having sex twice in about two minutes, when we just had sex?”
Author Note: basically a takeoff of Walsh and Beaumont in episode 1x02
prompt table and disclaimer
Casey let out a deep breath as Jason rolled off of her. “Holy shit,” she mumbled, pushing her hair away from face, trying to catch her breath.
He laughed, also trying to catch his breath. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She kissed him quickly.
“1134,” he mumbled against her lips.
She pulled away to look at him. “Really?”
He was silent for a moment. “1136.”
“You thought about having sex twice in about two minutes, when we just had sex?”
“1140.”
“Ok, stop that. Counting was something you did with Allison. It’s just weird.”
“How do you know about that?”
She smiled. “I’m a detective.”
“Alright. So I can’t tell you that I’ve thought about having sex with you 1189 times now?”
She laughed and kissed him again.
“You shouldn’t have done that. 1246.”
“Now you’re just making numbers up. There’s no way-”
He cut her off by kissing her. “What about you?”
She rolled her eyes. “1584. Thank God it’s almost midnight.”
Fandom: The Unusuals
Characters: Casey Shraeger and Jason Walsh
Prompt: #35 - Sexual
Word Count: 160
Rating: PG-13
Summary: “You thought about having sex twice in about two minutes, when we just had sex?”
Author Note: basically a takeoff of Walsh and Beaumont in episode 1x02
prompt table and disclaimer
Casey let out a deep breath as Jason rolled off of her. “Holy shit,” she mumbled, pushing her hair away from face, trying to catch her breath.
He laughed, also trying to catch his breath. “Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She kissed him quickly.
“1134,” he mumbled against her lips.
She pulled away to look at him. “Really?”
He was silent for a moment. “1136.”
“You thought about having sex twice in about two minutes, when we just had sex?”
“1140.”
“Ok, stop that. Counting was something you did with Allison. It’s just weird.”
“How do you know about that?”
She smiled. “I’m a detective.”
“Alright. So I can’t tell you that I’ve thought about having sex with you 1189 times now?”
She laughed and kissed him again.
“You shouldn’t have done that. 1246.”
“Now you’re just making numbers up. There’s no way-”
He cut her off by kissing her. “What about you?”
She rolled her eyes. “1584. Thank God it’s almost midnight.”