Title: Touch
Author: steppenwolf_20
Fandom/Pairing: Legend of the Seeker, Cara/Kahlan
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Sadly they're not mine. They belong to someone else
Setting: 2x03 Broken, 2x16 Desecrated,
Spoiler: see setting
Thanks: to my beta yellowsmurf6 for, well the beta; and to LotS for being awesome
A/N: Okay, this is my first LotS fic, so any feedback is welcome and highly appreciated.
Touch
Cara knew numerous ways to touch someone. With one single touch, she could inflict pain. Or lust. Or even both. But she had never experienced a touch like this.
She remembered the hand around her neck. So soft, so gentle, almost a lover's touch. And yet, there was a strength in this touch. The muscles and the tendons owned the strength of a warrior, used to killing with their hands. And then there was an underlying power, more than just that of brute force. Magic power. Power that could crush her. A Confessor's power. She would have been content with dying that day.
It would have been a thousand times better than this anyway. Buried alive in a tomb. She'd rather have died by Kahlan's hand. One of the few persons she deemed worthy to kill her. So she did the next best thing and grabbed the Confessor's hand. If she couldn't die by Kahlan's touch, she wanted to die touching her.