Prison Break Fic: Sweet Jane
Title: Sweet Jane
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jane Phillips/Sofia Lugo (yes. what? idk.)
Category: Slash (AU obviously)
Disclaimer: I wouldn’t claim ownership if you paid me.
Summary: She’s everything you’re not in looks, demeanor, experience.
Notes: Do not ask me where I got the idea to hook these two up. It just came to me. So imagine a scenario when Jane makes it to Panama, meets Sofia and they totally dig each other. (Like I can totally see Sofia being fascinated by Jane and like ‘Whistler? Who? Lying liar that lies." And Jane like totally amused and intrigued.) For the pbhiatus_fic Challenge #1 for 2009. Title from the song Sweet Jane by Krayzie Bone. I was looking online for a title and I found a couple songs called 'Sweet Jane' and the lyrics to the song I choose matched the most to me. Oh, and 200 words exactly.
She’s everything you’re not in looks, demeanor, experience. The only things you have in common are the men in your lives and a stubborn streak.
She looks at you with that ‘You can’t be serious’ face that you’ve seen before directed at Lincoln.
‘As a heart attack’, you say and she smiles at your use of the American expression, one of many LJ has taught you.
‘You don’t want to start this.’
‘I want to start it and finish it and do it all over again.’ You walk toward her as you speak. Her face doesn’t change nor her posture, all relaxed and amused by you. You’d hate that twinkle in her eye if you didn’t love her smile so much.
You start it but she finishes it. Her mouth on you, licking, tasting. Fingers in you, fucking you open. She takes her time, goes at a maddening slow pace that has you begging, curses and prayers falling from your lips.
Her pace quickens. Everything turns in on itself. Ready to let go when she stops. Burning skin to skin as she moves. Hips slot into place against yours. Words ‘I want to see you fall apart’ in your ear.
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairings: Jane Phillips/Sofia Lugo (yes. what? idk.)
Category: Slash (AU obviously)
Disclaimer: I wouldn’t claim ownership if you paid me.
Summary: She’s everything you’re not in looks, demeanor, experience.
Notes: Do not ask me where I got the idea to hook these two up. It just came to me. So imagine a scenario when Jane makes it to Panama, meets Sofia and they totally dig each other. (Like I can totally see Sofia being fascinated by Jane and like ‘Whistler? Who? Lying liar that lies." And Jane like totally amused and intrigued.) For the pbhiatus_fic Challenge #1 for 2009. Title from the song Sweet Jane by Krayzie Bone. I was looking online for a title and I found a couple songs called 'Sweet Jane' and the lyrics to the song I choose matched the most to me. Oh, and 200 words exactly.
She’s everything you’re not in looks, demeanor, experience. The only things you have in common are the men in your lives and a stubborn streak.
She looks at you with that ‘You can’t be serious’ face that you’ve seen before directed at Lincoln.
‘As a heart attack’, you say and she smiles at your use of the American expression, one of many LJ has taught you.
‘You don’t want to start this.’
‘I want to start it and finish it and do it all over again.’ You walk toward her as you speak. Her face doesn’t change nor her posture, all relaxed and amused by you. You’d hate that twinkle in her eye if you didn’t love her smile so much.
You start it but she finishes it. Her mouth on you, licking, tasting. Fingers in you, fucking you open. She takes her time, goes at a maddening slow pace that has you begging, curses and prayers falling from your lips.
Her pace quickens. Everything turns in on itself. Ready to let go when she stops. Burning skin to skin as she moves. Hips slot into place against yours. Words ‘I want to see you fall apart’ in your ear.