Tracing(Wrestling, Lita/Edge)
Title: Tracing
Fandom: Wrestling
Characters/Pairings: Lita/Edge, minor appearance by John Cena and Jeff Hardy
Word Count: 375 (damn my first drabble...feels weird writting something that short.)
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: None at all.
Summary: She always loved waking up before him.
Author Notes: Prompt- #57 Tattoo for lita_fics100. I fully blame my Edge muse for the fluffiness of these past two one shots...He likes that he's being used and wants fluff. Prompt table can be found here
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize.
Hazel eyes slowly opened, a contented sigh escaping the woman’s lips. She had such a wonderful nights sleep and walking up to the man lying beside her was a much-enjoyed bonus. Amy smiled as she stared at the peaceful expression on the man’s face.
Edge had always been handsome, but it was always a treat to wake up before him and watch him sleep with a boyish expression on his face. Her slim hand reached out and brushed his blonde away from his face. The Canadian grumbled under his breath and turned his head away from her, not that she took any offense.
He turned on his stomach then his left shoulder now facing her. The Sun tattoo visible to her. The young woman traced the outline of the pretty design; she’d always liked this tattoo over the shark design in now covered. A smile stretched her face when she felt her companion shiver.
“Ames, what are you doing?” Edge asked groggily, turning his head to look at her. Sleepily green eyes pinned on her.
“Tracing your tattoo.”
“I can feel that, why?”
The redhead shrugged, “Because I want to.” She watched as Edge’s eyes closed, “do you want me to stop?”
He shook his head into the pillow, blonde hair falling over his face. “No it feels nice.” He mumbled.
Amy smiled; “I love your tattoo.” She tried not to laugh at the pouty expression on his face, “but I love you more baby.”
“Love you too.” He mumbled as she leaned forward for a kiss. That was until someone knocked on the door and the door slowly opened.
“Are y’all decent? Oops.” John Cena laughed as he pushed open the door.
“I told you we should have waited or called first.” Jeff Hardy said, trying not to laugh.
Edge looked up at them, green eyes glaring. “Get out.”
John saluted him and laughed, “yes sir. Later Red.” He winked; pushing Jeff out into the hallway so he could close the door before the shoe launched from the bed hit him.
“Remind me again why you gave them the hotel key?” Lita asked.
Edge shrugged, “It was a good idea at the time.”
The woman rolled her eyes and smacked him upside the head.
Fandom: Wrestling
Characters/Pairings: Lita/Edge, minor appearance by John Cena and Jeff Hardy
Word Count: 375 (damn my first drabble...feels weird writting something that short.)
Rating: G
Warnings/Spoilers: None at all.
Summary: She always loved waking up before him.
Author Notes: Prompt- #57 Tattoo for lita_fics100. I fully blame my Edge muse for the fluffiness of these past two one shots...He likes that he's being used and wants fluff. Prompt table can be found here
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters you recognize.
Hazel eyes slowly opened, a contented sigh escaping the woman’s lips. She had such a wonderful nights sleep and walking up to the man lying beside her was a much-enjoyed bonus. Amy smiled as she stared at the peaceful expression on the man’s face.
Edge had always been handsome, but it was always a treat to wake up before him and watch him sleep with a boyish expression on his face. Her slim hand reached out and brushed his blonde away from his face. The Canadian grumbled under his breath and turned his head away from her, not that she took any offense.
He turned on his stomach then his left shoulder now facing her. The Sun tattoo visible to her. The young woman traced the outline of the pretty design; she’d always liked this tattoo over the shark design in now covered. A smile stretched her face when she felt her companion shiver.
“Ames, what are you doing?” Edge asked groggily, turning his head to look at her. Sleepily green eyes pinned on her.
“Tracing your tattoo.”
“I can feel that, why?”
The redhead shrugged, “Because I want to.” She watched as Edge’s eyes closed, “do you want me to stop?”
He shook his head into the pillow, blonde hair falling over his face. “No it feels nice.” He mumbled.
Amy smiled; “I love your tattoo.” She tried not to laugh at the pouty expression on his face, “but I love you more baby.”
“Love you too.” He mumbled as she leaned forward for a kiss. That was until someone knocked on the door and the door slowly opened.
“Are y’all decent? Oops.” John Cena laughed as he pushed open the door.
“I told you we should have waited or called first.” Jeff Hardy said, trying not to laugh.
Edge looked up at them, green eyes glaring. “Get out.”
John saluted him and laughed, “yes sir. Later Red.” He winked; pushing Jeff out into the hallway so he could close the door before the shoe launched from the bed hit him.
“Remind me again why you gave them the hotel key?” Lita asked.
Edge shrugged, “It was a good idea at the time.”
The woman rolled her eyes and smacked him upside the head.