Like A Christmas Tree - Elle/Adam -Short
Title: Like A Christmas Tree
Author: force-oblique
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I dont own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Adam/Elle (Excuse the Spike-like Adam talk,it's past midnight in Greece! lol)
Word Count: 433
Summary: A kiss between Adam and Elle while he is in captivity....
Author's Notes:I wrote it in the middle of the night…so excuse the crappiness! If you think it is silly, it's because it is! lol
Crossoposted at peter-adam-elle, heroes-fic, elle-tric, saltandsuffron
Thanks to: acalmingtempest for her useful help!
Like A Christmas Tree
He is counting the minutes till it happens.
His eyes fixed on the ceiling directly above him.
His body lying on his bed. Humming melodies and tunes, centuries-old, stuck on his mind.
Then, there is the familiar sound of her heels against the floor. Making her way through the corridor outside his room.
The sound of the key entering the lock of his door.
And then her!
A tiny, elegant creature of blonde curls and blue eyes.
A tray with food in her hands.
“Missed me?” she lets out placing the tray on the table.
He sits up and turns to look at her.
“More than these lips of mine could tell! But maybe I shouldn’t just use my lips at all! Maybe I should use other parts too!” he teases her.
She chuckles.
“Behave or you will get a taste of what a turkey feels like at Christmas” * she threatens him, blue jolts already dancing on the palm of her extended hand.
“Maybe I'll decide that it’s worth it! What then?” he asks her, taking her by surprise as he jerks up to take a hold of her body turning her to sit on his lap, him landing on the edge of the bed again.
His hand gently caresses her cheek, looking deep into her eyes before lowering his lips onto hers, kissing her softly, then passionately.
She doesn’t complain. Instead, she parts her lips wider, welcoming his attack on her senses.
It’s several seconds before he feels the familiar stings coursing through his body.
He groans but refuses to let go of her.
She stops and looks at him.
“One of these days, Adam Monroe, I’m gonna light you up like a Christmas tree!”
“You better hurry then love, it’s almost Christmas in a few days!” he laughs.
“But till then, can I keep kissing you?”
She stands up and straightens her clothes.
“Oh, like a Christmas Tree indeed!” she snickers.
“You know that won't kill me!”
“I know! The only good thing is that you will be as good as new for next Christmas!”
“Does that mean I am a “keeper” then, love?” he jokes.
“No, Monroe, it just means that my choices are limited!” she snaps back at him.
“Shhh! You know you will come back for more, Elle Bishop!”
“In your dreams!” she shouts as she walks to the door, getting out of his room and slamming the door shut behind her.
“Sure, there too!” he whispers as he lies back on his bed and closes his eyes…
Till the next time…..
~ Fin ~
*It should be Thankgiving and not Christmas if you are from US and not Europe! I am From Greece so we have Turkey on Christmas! :D)!
Author: force-oblique
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I dont own anything! :P
Characters/Pairings: Adam/Elle (Excuse the Spike-like Adam talk,it's past midnight in Greece! lol)
Word Count: 433
Summary: A kiss between Adam and Elle while he is in captivity....
Author's Notes:I wrote it in the middle of the night…so excuse the crappiness! If you think it is silly, it's because it is! lol
Crossoposted at peter-adam-elle, heroes-fic, elle-tric, saltandsuffron
Thanks to: acalmingtempest for her useful help!
Like A Christmas Tree
He is counting the minutes till it happens.
His eyes fixed on the ceiling directly above him.
His body lying on his bed. Humming melodies and tunes, centuries-old, stuck on his mind.
Then, there is the familiar sound of her heels against the floor. Making her way through the corridor outside his room.
The sound of the key entering the lock of his door.
And then her!
A tiny, elegant creature of blonde curls and blue eyes.
A tray with food in her hands.
“Missed me?” she lets out placing the tray on the table.
He sits up and turns to look at her.
“More than these lips of mine could tell! But maybe I shouldn’t just use my lips at all! Maybe I should use other parts too!” he teases her.
She chuckles.
“Behave or you will get a taste of what a turkey feels like at Christmas” * she threatens him, blue jolts already dancing on the palm of her extended hand.
“Maybe I'll decide that it’s worth it! What then?” he asks her, taking her by surprise as he jerks up to take a hold of her body turning her to sit on his lap, him landing on the edge of the bed again.
His hand gently caresses her cheek, looking deep into her eyes before lowering his lips onto hers, kissing her softly, then passionately.
She doesn’t complain. Instead, she parts her lips wider, welcoming his attack on her senses.
It’s several seconds before he feels the familiar stings coursing through his body.
He groans but refuses to let go of her.
She stops and looks at him.
“One of these days, Adam Monroe, I’m gonna light you up like a Christmas tree!”
“You better hurry then love, it’s almost Christmas in a few days!” he laughs.
“But till then, can I keep kissing you?”
She stands up and straightens her clothes.
“Oh, like a Christmas Tree indeed!” she snickers.
“You know that won't kill me!”
“I know! The only good thing is that you will be as good as new for next Christmas!”
“Does that mean I am a “keeper” then, love?” he jokes.
“No, Monroe, it just means that my choices are limited!” she snaps back at him.
“Shhh! You know you will come back for more, Elle Bishop!”
“In your dreams!” she shouts as she walks to the door, getting out of his room and slamming the door shut behind her.
“Sure, there too!” he whispers as he lies back on his bed and closes his eyes…
Till the next time…..
~ Fin ~
*It should be Thankgiving and not Christmas if you are from US and not Europe! I am From Greece so we have Turkey on Christmas! :D)!