Fic: Watching/Watched (Pros, B/D)
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shayheyred's fault.
Title: Watching/Watched
Author: P.R. Zed
Fandom: Pros
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Word Count: 200
Notes: For the
stagesoflove comm. Two related drabbles for the Attraction theme.
Watching
From across the car park, Bodie watched as Doyle stretched his arms above him, his spine arching in pure physical pleasure, his head tilting back to catch the gold of the afternoon sun.
As always when watching Doyle, Bodie couldn't help but feel a slow, warming curl of arousal twine through his gut. Couldn't help but imagine what Doyle's lips would feel like beneath his own, what his throat would taste like on his tongue, what his voice would sound like gone hoarse with arousal.
When Doyle's eyes met his, he started like a guilty thing. And then he smiled.
Watched
When he caught Bodie staring at him with an expression that might have been heat and might have been hunger, Doyle began to wonder. And wondered even more when Bodie flinched in surprise at finding himself watched, then smiled at him, the smile of a large cat hunting for its quarry.
He wondered if Bodie's heat would raze him to the ground. He wondered if Bodie's hunger would devour him. And he wondered if what he wanted more than anything was to be seared by Bodie's flame, to be consumed by Bodie's appetite.
Licking his lips, he made his decision.
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Title: Watching/Watched
Author: P.R. Zed
Fandom: Pros
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle
Word Count: 200
Notes: For the
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Watching
From across the car park, Bodie watched as Doyle stretched his arms above him, his spine arching in pure physical pleasure, his head tilting back to catch the gold of the afternoon sun.
As always when watching Doyle, Bodie couldn't help but feel a slow, warming curl of arousal twine through his gut. Couldn't help but imagine what Doyle's lips would feel like beneath his own, what his throat would taste like on his tongue, what his voice would sound like gone hoarse with arousal.
When Doyle's eyes met his, he started like a guilty thing. And then he smiled.
Watched
When he caught Bodie staring at him with an expression that might have been heat and might have been hunger, Doyle began to wonder. And wondered even more when Bodie flinched in surprise at finding himself watched, then smiled at him, the smile of a large cat hunting for its quarry.
He wondered if Bodie's heat would raze him to the ground. He wondered if Bodie's hunger would devour him. And he wondered if what he wanted more than anything was to be seared by Bodie's flame, to be consumed by Bodie's appetite.
Licking his lips, he made his decision.