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Random inanity cross posted from Tumblr. I was wtf-ing the lack of spanky teacher Audrey/Nathan fic after Nathan's dream sequence in Lay Me Down, so I wrote a snippet. Maybe someday I'll write more?
R rated, Haven, Audrey/Nathan, season 5 spoiler, ~700 words.
Nathan slid his fingers over the pink marks that adorned the plane of his buttock leading down into his thigh. He couldn't feel the burn of the angry flesh, and the sight seemed unreal but... exciting, nontheless. He swallowed hard as he detected movement in the shadows on the edge of the mirror behind his own figure and his ears caught the faint pad of a bare foot on wooden boards.
"Admiring my handiwork?" He looked beyond his own image in Audrey's big bathroom mirror, to where Audrey stood in the doorway. "That position is another that looks good on you." She grinned.
The mirror was fixed on the wall at a height that had required to Nathan hitch his knee up onto the edge of the sink and stretch his body in order to fully appreciate the visual of the marks on his skin. He moved to bring the leg down, sure his face was now burning a shade to match the reddened skin he'd been admiring, captured in the act in this ridiculous stance. "Sorry. I was--"
"Hey." Audrey was behind him, her hands abruptly on his opposite hip and his crooked knee, preventing him from moving. "I said it looked good." Her voice was a hiss against the back of his shoulder. He imagined feeling it there, the warmth and breeze of her breath, and shivered. "Are you forgetting you're supposed to be pleasing Teacher?"
He coughed, amused. "Thought that game finished when you took off the uniform."
She wasn't wearing a stitch of it now.
She produced the severe spectacles and made a show of slipping them back onto her nose, then frowning at him down the short, cute length of that same nose. Then she relaxed with a happy sigh and slid a hand over his reddened skin. "I think I like this mark best," she said mischievously, as she matched her hand to a single red print the same shape in amongst all the long, thin stripes.
"Me, too," Nathan said, voice rasping, very low. He blushed and covered, "It's like proof of touch. It's--" adding quickly "--okay that I can't feel your touch. But that's proof it was there. So I like it."
"You're so cute. It makes Teacher all sorry she made you so very sore..." He watched in the mirror as her blonde head moved down his body before falling on the marks at the top of his thigh, sliding to angle between him and the mirror at the last. Her hair interrupted most of his view, but he heard a soft, damp noise as she licked at his reddened skin, working her way up and back. "Let me try make those better..." She kissed the handprint before she pulled back.
The retreat was apparently from necessity: she finally broke and collapsed into giggling, pressing a hand over her mouth.
Nathan set his leg down from the basin and turned to pull her to him and kiss her, picking places around her still giggling lips. "So," he said, between kisses on her forehead and cheek. "Any fantasies I can make happen for you?" He slid his lips down to nibble and nip her neck, very carefully, but making her shriek with startled laughter all the more. "Vampires? I've seen what you read."
Audrey pushed him off. "Stop it, Wuornos. You're so not the dark-and-broody type. Trying to imagine it does weird, wacky things to my brain. Besides, we definitely haven't exhausted Bad Teacher yet."
Nathan lifted his eyebrows. "Thought I tired her out pretty good."
She waggled her own eyebrows back at him. "Well, then I guess she'd be up for another round. How about Mischievous Master Wuornos?" She peeked down. "Oh-ho."
He leaned over and picked her up, hands sliding under her thighs, gathering her to him, and she clung on with her legs as he moved them back into the bedroom.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" All of a sudden, her hands pounded on his back, and they both swayed dangerously as her feet kicked and weight shifted while he failed to anticipate the change in his balance.
Nathan stopped to adjust his grip and looked askance at her. Maybe it was too much Bad Teacher for one night.
She pointed at the couch with a "Mf!" as she squirmed against him with what his nose told him was definitely increased arousal. "I'm totally going to need my ruler, doofus."
R rated, Haven, Audrey/Nathan, season 5 spoiler, ~700 words.
Nathan slid his fingers over the pink marks that adorned the plane of his buttock leading down into his thigh. He couldn't feel the burn of the angry flesh, and the sight seemed unreal but... exciting, nontheless. He swallowed hard as he detected movement in the shadows on the edge of the mirror behind his own figure and his ears caught the faint pad of a bare foot on wooden boards.
"Admiring my handiwork?" He looked beyond his own image in Audrey's big bathroom mirror, to where Audrey stood in the doorway. "That position is another that looks good on you." She grinned.
The mirror was fixed on the wall at a height that had required to Nathan hitch his knee up onto the edge of the sink and stretch his body in order to fully appreciate the visual of the marks on his skin. He moved to bring the leg down, sure his face was now burning a shade to match the reddened skin he'd been admiring, captured in the act in this ridiculous stance. "Sorry. I was--"
"Hey." Audrey was behind him, her hands abruptly on his opposite hip and his crooked knee, preventing him from moving. "I said it looked good." Her voice was a hiss against the back of his shoulder. He imagined feeling it there, the warmth and breeze of her breath, and shivered. "Are you forgetting you're supposed to be pleasing Teacher?"
He coughed, amused. "Thought that game finished when you took off the uniform."
She wasn't wearing a stitch of it now.
She produced the severe spectacles and made a show of slipping them back onto her nose, then frowning at him down the short, cute length of that same nose. Then she relaxed with a happy sigh and slid a hand over his reddened skin. "I think I like this mark best," she said mischievously, as she matched her hand to a single red print the same shape in amongst all the long, thin stripes.
"Me, too," Nathan said, voice rasping, very low. He blushed and covered, "It's like proof of touch. It's--" adding quickly "--okay that I can't feel your touch. But that's proof it was there. So I like it."
"You're so cute. It makes Teacher all sorry she made you so very sore..." He watched in the mirror as her blonde head moved down his body before falling on the marks at the top of his thigh, sliding to angle between him and the mirror at the last. Her hair interrupted most of his view, but he heard a soft, damp noise as she licked at his reddened skin, working her way up and back. "Let me try make those better..." She kissed the handprint before she pulled back.
The retreat was apparently from necessity: she finally broke and collapsed into giggling, pressing a hand over her mouth.
Nathan set his leg down from the basin and turned to pull her to him and kiss her, picking places around her still giggling lips. "So," he said, between kisses on her forehead and cheek. "Any fantasies I can make happen for you?" He slid his lips down to nibble and nip her neck, very carefully, but making her shriek with startled laughter all the more. "Vampires? I've seen what you read."
Audrey pushed him off. "Stop it, Wuornos. You're so not the dark-and-broody type. Trying to imagine it does weird, wacky things to my brain. Besides, we definitely haven't exhausted Bad Teacher yet."
Nathan lifted his eyebrows. "Thought I tired her out pretty good."
She waggled her own eyebrows back at him. "Well, then I guess she'd be up for another round. How about Mischievous Master Wuornos?" She peeked down. "Oh-ho."
He leaned over and picked her up, hands sliding under her thighs, gathering her to him, and she clung on with her legs as he moved them back into the bedroom.
"Wait, wait, wait, wait!" All of a sudden, her hands pounded on his back, and they both swayed dangerously as her feet kicked and weight shifted while he failed to anticipate the change in his balance.
Nathan stopped to adjust his grip and looked askance at her. Maybe it was too much Bad Teacher for one night.
She pointed at the couch with a "Mf!" as she squirmed against him with what his nose told him was definitely increased arousal. "I'm totally going to need my ruler, doofus."
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