FIC: Within Your Embrace (2/5)
Aug. 29th, 2009 04:09 pmTitle: Within Your Embrace (2/5)
Author:
wizefics
Fandom: Burn Notice
Characters: Michael/Fiona
Prompt: Written for the prompt 008 Hug at
10_fics and for
stagesoflove Five Responses to a Situation (Author's Choice).
Rating: Teen
Warnings: Mild violence and sex.
Summary: Five times Michael hugged Fiona.
Disclaimer: I don't own Burn Notice. Also, I don't make money doing this.
A/N: These will all be drabbles.
As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated!
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Previous Parts: Part 1.
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"I'm bored." The declaration made Michael's blood run cold and he lowered the arm weights. Turning slowly, he watched Fiona slump on the bed. "Let's do something."
"What did you have in mind?"
Her gaze turned mischievous. "Well… there are gun runners getting too close." She untangled her impossibly long legs and crossed the room to straddle his lap. "Or we could think of something… closer to home."
"And less violent?" Michael wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Maybe." Fiona teased. "And maybe not."
She tangled her arms around his neck, laughing when he carried her back to the bed.
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Fandom: Burn Notice
Characters: Michael/Fiona
Prompt: Written for the prompt 008 Hug at
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Rating: Teen
Warnings: Mild violence and sex.
Summary: Five times Michael hugged Fiona.
Disclaimer: I don't own Burn Notice. Also, I don't make money doing this.
A/N: These will all be drabbles.
As always, feedback is welcome and appreciated!
***************
Previous Parts: Part 1.
***************
"I'm bored." The declaration made Michael's blood run cold and he lowered the arm weights. Turning slowly, he watched Fiona slump on the bed. "Let's do something."
"What did you have in mind?"
Her gaze turned mischievous. "Well… there are gun runners getting too close." She untangled her impossibly long legs and crossed the room to straddle his lap. "Or we could think of something… closer to home."
"And less violent?" Michael wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Maybe." Fiona teased. "And maybe not."
She tangled her arms around his neck, laughing when he carried her back to the bed.