The Twilight Twenty-Five, Round 2
Prompt: Slip
Pen name: SubtlePen
Pairing: Sam Uley (Emily)
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own the Twilight series, or any of the characters created by Stephenie Meyer. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
SLIP
She was sweaty where my leg wrapped around hers. I untangled myself and scooted back, getting a good look at her bare back as she slept.
My mouth watered.
I put my hand under the edge of the sheet and palmed her ass. She pushed up against my hand.
She turned to kiss me, and I saw them. Three puckered lines.
All it had taken was a split-second lapse to leave us a permanent warning; jagged, angry reminders of what I am.
She comforted me, that day. "It was just a slip," she whispered through her tears. Just a slip."
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