Title: Goodbye
Prompt: Goodbye
Rating: K+
Word Count: 249
Disclaimer: Character's belong to Ryan Murphy, I'm just borrowing them so they can do my bidding for a while.
Summary: S/B drabble. Brooke gets her wish.
A/N: This one's for Krumnut 8D
Brooke's mouth is dry like the Sahara. She's sweating slightly. She's forgotten how to blink. She's hot and cold at exactly the same time. Her head is spinning.
"Are you okay?" Deep, dark eyes are looking at her with minor concern. The tile is cold on Brooke's feet as the voice tips her over onto the hot side of the fence. A fire rages, sweeping up through her starting with her feet. It burns the stability away in her legs, rolls to an inferno in her stomach, creeps up her back and neck until she feels like she might burst into flames. "Brooke?" Hearing her name spoken with that voice does nothing to quell the blaze, it pours gasoline on it.
"Sammy…." Brooke breathes huskily, sauntering towards the now smirking brunette with heavily lidded eyes. Even when Sam begins stepping backwards, she continues until the reporter is pressed against the sink, her hands resting on the cold surface. Brooke rests her own on either side of them, briefly pressing their bodies together, and looks Sam over with what can only be described as hunger. Her eyes dance over smooth bare legs and thighs, that tease and tempt before disappearing under the black and grey boxer shorts they wear so well . Up over a dark tank top covered torso. Back to brown eyes framed by tousled hair. "I think it's time to say goodbye to these." Brooke's eyes flick, once more, down to the offending garments.
"Your wish, Princess."