Pairing: Sharon/Andy
A/N:5 sentence (pre) smut fics
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
Sharon/Andy + Mistletoe or Christmas Eve
"And what is this?" Sharon asked as she stood at Andy's door, pointing above her head.
"Mistletoe," he answered, an expectant look in his eyes, "I'm pretty sure tradition says that you're supposed to kiss me now," he said as he grinned and leaned in to kiss her.
Sharon hummed into the kiss as he pulled her into the apartment, pressing her against the door once it was closed; she gasped when she felt Andy's mouth migrating from her lips to her neck, nibbling a path to her collarbone as his hands worked at getting her jacket undone.
"I don't think this is part of tradition," she said amusedly and a little out of breath, his mouth continuing to go farther down her chest.
"Traditions have to start somewhere," he murmured against her breast (where he had been kissing and lightly sucking) as his hands slid up her thighs and under her dress, making her gasp again, no longer questioning him.
