Disclaimer: Not mine, and I
wouldn't want them anyway! I'd have to
feed them, and give them a place to sleep, and quite frankly, I don't think my
boyfriend would care much for the idea of me living with three gorgeous males. This takes place during and right after "the
KISS" in "Time's Up." OOOH! LOOK! Darkie
wrote a T/V fic! (Well, sorta. It's a drabble: exactly 100 words. Harder then it looks.) Anyway, without further ado….
Sugar
His lips were sweet and
tangy, sort of like what she imagined wine would taste like.
Her lips were like sugar,
flooding his taste buds with her sweet flavor.
Her heart banged in her chest
like a jack hammer.
He could hear the blood
rushing in his ears.
Her fingers slipped through
the soft strands of his hair, like a fistful of silk thread.
His nose was filled with the
scent of violets and roses that wafted from her hair.
And then it was over.
"Wow." Val Linear whispered to Tyler Connell, who
smiled back.
That about
summed it up.
Sugar
By: Darkchilde