another icon drabble
And here is yet another icon drabble, this one a true drabble at 100 words, for rose_griffes, who picked my "hello from the Tighs" icon.
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A mischievous gleam in her eyes, Ellen reached up and wrapped long, graceful fingers around the support structure overhead and then wrapped long, bare legs around his neck. Her aim could’ve been better, Saul thought as he turned his head enough that he could breathe. But he really didn’t mind, because she was alive - Gods, was she ever alive! - and she was here and all that mattered was her laughter, bouncing from the bulkheads, filling the corridor, filling his head. Even if it only lasted this one night, she was here and she was his. Everything else could frakking wait.
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A mischievous gleam in her eyes, Ellen reached up and wrapped long, graceful fingers around the support structure overhead and then wrapped long, bare legs around his neck. Her aim could’ve been better, Saul thought as he turned his head enough that he could breathe. But he really didn’t mind, because she was alive - Gods, was she ever alive! - and she was here and all that mattered was her laughter, bouncing from the bulkheads, filling the corridor, filling his head. Even if it only lasted this one night, she was here and she was his. Everything else could frakking wait.