Touch / In the Dark / Bitter

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Title: Touch
Author: Jinni (jinni@tthfanfic.com)
Rated: FR13
Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong to Joss Whedon, et al. All things AB belong to Laurell K Hamilton, et al.
Distribution: The normal places.
Author’s Notes: For the tthdrabbles five senses challenge.


~*~*~

Dawn dug her hands into the softness, letting the strands slip through her fingers. Such warmth. Fur had never felt so good. She paused, enjoying the feeling.

A rumbling growl beneath her hand made her laugh.

Don’t stop, she translated silently.

As she rubbed, she leaned back against him, staring up at the sky. The full moon that had made this possible.

Thankful that he had been able to share this with her, now that he’d calmed from the change and was in control of himself, his actions.

“Love you, Jason.”

The growl this time?

Well, he loved her, too.

~*~End Drabble~*~


Title: In the Dark
Author: Jinni (jinni@tthfanfic.com)
Rated: FR15
Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong to Joss Whedon, et al. All things HP belong to JK Rowling, et al.
Distribution: The normal places.
Author’s Notes: For the tthdrabbles five senses challenge.


~*~*~

“Pretty little witch, all hiss and claws. Bella, bella.”

In the darkness, Bellatrix couldn’t see a thing.

But she could hear. Merlin, could she hear. That tauntingly melodic voice…haunting… terrifying.

“In a dark, dark room… without her glitter stick.”

This time Bellatrix shivered, clamping her lips shut to hold back a whimper. Without her wand, she stood next to no chance. And in the dark… not even that much.

Stupid. Bloody foolish. The helpless Muggle she’d thought to accost hadn’t been so helpless.

Or even a Muggle.

“Now scream for Mummy, witch-mine. Scream and we’ll play with the stars forever.”

~*~End Drabble~*~


Title: Bitter
Author: Jinni (jinni@tthfanfic.com)
Rated: FR13
Disclaimer: All things BtVS belong to Joss Whedon, et al. All things HP belong to JK Rowling, et al.
Distribution: The normal places.
Author’s Notes: For the tthdrabbles five senses challenge.


~*~*~

It sat on his tongue, bitter and vile. Severus refused to let the foul taste get to him. This would not be his undoing.

“Well?”

Lips pressed tight, he glared at the red haired annoyance that stood before him. Surely she had been sent from the bowels of hell to torment him for his sins – both past and future.

He rolled it in his mouth.

However…saying nothing would be…very unwise.

It wasn’t as though it was untrue.

“Yes, I love you,” he snapped, the words as foul as he’d thought.

Willow smiled. “Was that so hard?”

She had no idea.

~*~End Drabble~*~