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margarks.livejournal.com posting in slashthedrabble Dec. 18th, 2004 01:44 am)This is my first post here. I did one for Angel, and one for X-files, both are drabbles (100 words exactomundo). These are X-posted to my own LJ.
Enjoy.
"One Moment in Time"
Wesley/Angel
Wesley almost wishes he could go back in time. No, in fact, he does wish it so. There are so many things he would change. But if he only had one chance? One moment in time to alter for all eternity?
He'd go back to that night, the very moment he'd shattered that cube and forced their memories back to the surface. He'd lost Angel the night he'd stolen Connor, but Wesley never doubted that would happen. That mistake, or another, but the outcome would remain the same.
No, the pain was remembering that Angel had loved him at all.
"No Strings"
Mulder/Skinner
They'd both needed it, wanted it. After the things they'd seen, the life they'd failed to save.
"One night, no strings." Mulder said the words in a rush.
They came together, bodies colliding in a frenzy. Taking from each other the solace they couldn't find alone. Skinner's hands on his body, his thick shaft stretching and filling the emptiness until they were both sweaty, sore and exhausted.
But the best part hadn't been the fucking. No, it had been Skinner's arms around him, the whisper of his breath in Mulder's ear.
No strings. Mulder had never regretted two words more.
Enjoy.
"One Moment in Time"
Wesley/Angel
Wesley almost wishes he could go back in time. No, in fact, he does wish it so. There are so many things he would change. But if he only had one chance? One moment in time to alter for all eternity?
He'd go back to that night, the very moment he'd shattered that cube and forced their memories back to the surface. He'd lost Angel the night he'd stolen Connor, but Wesley never doubted that would happen. That mistake, or another, but the outcome would remain the same.
No, the pain was remembering that Angel had loved him at all.
"No Strings"
Mulder/Skinner
They'd both needed it, wanted it. After the things they'd seen, the life they'd failed to save.
"One night, no strings." Mulder said the words in a rush.
They came together, bodies colliding in a frenzy. Taking from each other the solace they couldn't find alone. Skinner's hands on his body, his thick shaft stretching and filling the emptiness until they were both sweaty, sore and exhausted.
But the best part hadn't been the fucking. No, it had been Skinner's arms around him, the whisper of his breath in Mulder's ear.
No strings. Mulder had never regretted two words more.
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*pets Mulder*
Sad, beautiful and well done. The last line of both really got to me, and I don't even read X-files slash!
Great job. :)
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