Can't feel a thing
Title: Can't feel a thing
Fandom: Fray
Characters: Mel
Prompt: 28 Flavours of Mel: #16: Popping her cherry Mel. // fanfic100: #34: Not enough //
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: A gift for requiem2adream
Big Damn Table
He’s asleep before her, one sweaty arm flopped possessively over her slim ribcage, keeping her lying in the patch of sweat and... other things. Mel wriggles out from that as soon as he starts snoring.
What, is that it?
Wasn’t it supposed to mean something, be special, make her feel anything, even if it’s shame? Isn’t this supposed to be some big deal?
She expected it to hurt. She expected more blood than that.
Nothing. She doesn’t feel any different at all.
Unimpressed and unsatisfied, Mel slips out from the bed and goes to the bathroom to finish herself off.
Fandom: Fray
Characters: Mel
Prompt: 28 Flavours of Mel: #16: Popping her cherry Mel. // fanfic100: #34: Not enough //
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Author's Notes: A gift for requiem2adream
Big Damn Table
He’s asleep before her, one sweaty arm flopped possessively over her slim ribcage, keeping her lying in the patch of sweat and... other things. Mel wriggles out from that as soon as he starts snoring.
What, is that it?
Wasn’t it supposed to mean something, be special, make her feel anything, even if it’s shame? Isn’t this supposed to be some big deal?
She expected it to hurt. She expected more blood than that.
Nothing. She doesn’t feel any different at all.
Unimpressed and unsatisfied, Mel slips out from the bed and goes to the bathroom to finish herself off.