Title: Imaginings
Author: Settiai
Disclaimer: "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and other related characters are all properties of Joss Whedon, Mutant Enemy, and other related corporations. No infringement is intended. This story, such as it is, was written as a sign of respect and love for the characters, the show, and their creator. I claim no ownership of the aforementioned show and characters.
Rating: PG
Summary: (100 Word Drabble) Andrew wasn't imagining that Faith was naked. Nope. Not him.
Feedback: Comments and helpful criticisms are always appreciated.
E-mail: lynn_foster@settiai.com
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Firms lips pressed hungrily against his own, and he couldn't help but feel a slightly uncomfortable warmth rush through him as the dark-haired Slayer let the remainder of her clothing drop to the floor. A lustful glint shining in her eyes, she leaned closer to him and gently whispered in his ear...
"Andrew!"
His eyes snapped open as the familiar voice rang out behind him, and the words escaped his lips before he could stop them.
"I wasn't picturing you naked."
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Andrew ignored the curious stares he was getting. What, had they never seen someone with two black eyes before?