Disclaimer: I don't even own the laptop I typed this one up on, much less the show, or the characters! The following is for entertainment purposes only. The only profit I seek is feedback.
A/N: Technically this isn't a fic, but it's not quite poetry either. It is something that was inspired by my fic reading here, as well as the writing I've done for Primeval, and of course some of the wonderful Jess and Becker scenes on the show. Because I am a nervous nelly I asked ShootingTigers what she thought and she encouraged me to share. If you like it, thank her for the encouragement, if you don't like it the blame is all mine!
Bridled
Fingertips itch
Hands clench
Arms ache
Shoulders stiffen
Skin flushes
Tongue ties
Lips tingle
Eyes linger
Breath quickens
Heart races
Resolve firms
Retreat ensues
Unbridled
Hands reach
Fingertips caress
Arms enfold
Shoulders support
Skin heats
Lips linger
Tongues collide
Eyes close
Breath abandoned
Hearts pound
Thoughts cease
Moment seized