wisdomeagle | Phone Post:

PS: anyone else want a fic read aloud? I have 14 more slots in my phone posts for April.

So Cassie, better known as

velvetandlace was gracious enough to record one of my fics, so in return, I've recorded two of hers. Both are drabbles. The first is Fred/Gunn; the second is Willow/Xander.

The Fred/Gunn
Fred wants desperately for things to be right again. She knows exactly when she and Charles got so lost; what she doesn't know is how to fix it.
Even if she wants to.
She can feel herself shutting away, closing off; the sound of breaking necks and empty resolve and determination and Charles’ damned misguided protection suffocating the air between them.
She runs water in the basin, taking some in her hands to drink, calming herself - another nightmare.

Water escapes through her cupped hands and methodically trails toward the drain, and Fred can feel Charles slipping through her fingers.

And the Willow/Xander
Xander leaned in. Close, warm, hand-on-face and *wanting*, to meet Willow’s lips.
*Just a game…*
Her fingers tangled in his hair, nails raking over scalp and
Oh god, Will…
Kissing her, and he shouldn’t be doing this but it’s *Willow*, and he can’t believe they never did this before; how he’d never noticed before
*Just a fluke, nothing else*
this moment, when her
eyes
lips
tongue
skin
were always there, waiting for him to just close the space between them and bring her mouth to his own.
But he *hadn’t* noticed, and this was all he could have.
A stolen game.