September 6th, 2010
|08:15 pm - Numb3rs fic: Anesthetic|
Characters/Pairing: Don/Liz (don't kill me, feliciakw )
Rating: PG-13 for innuendo
Word Count: 140
Spoilers/Warnings: No spoilers, and I already warned for the pairing. :)
Author's Notes: when characters give you entertaining dialogue out of the blue, what can you do but roll with it?
Summary: Don had meant to be reassuring.
Don had meant to be reassuring. Obviously, Liz was not interpreting it that way. She pushed herself up on both elbows and stared at him. “I'm your anesthetic? I'm not sure I like that.”
Rephrase, Eppes, quick. “Not . . . anesthetic. More like a good wine.” A confused smile twitched her full lips; okay, he was on a roll. “Rich, complex, compelling. . . .” He eyed her naked curves, barely covered by the sheer sheet. “Full-bodied.”
She snickered. He took the opportunity to gather her in, chest to chest, nose to nose. “You dull the anxiety, make me relax, and bring joy to my heart.”
She smirked. “And a hangover the next day?”
Don sighed. “It's not a perfect metaphor.”
When she kissed him, instead of pushing away, he thanked his lucky stars he'd found a girl who could laugh--at him, and at herself.
Current Mood: tired
|Date:||September 7th, 2010 03:43 am (UTC)|| |
You're very welcome! This is not my usual pairing, but the exchange just made me giggle, so I figured others might enjoy it. :)
|Date:||September 10th, 2010 12:09 am (UTC)|| |
Glad you liked it! :)
AW, I like Liz. Thought the Don/Liz pairing was kinda weird most of the time, but liked her nonetheless. And I like this, too.
(Sorry I missed your call the other day! I definitely want to chat with you sometime, but now that you are all employed and stuff I cannot call you at random times in the middle of the day! When would be a good time to call, if I have a chance?)
|Date:||September 10th, 2010 12:16 am (UTC)|| |
*g* I like Liz, but usually when she is not with Don. So I was surprised to find myself writing this and liking it. :)
When would be a good time to call, if I have a chance?
Late afternoon (for the moment I am getting out around 4pm), possibly evening, but that is hard for you and I do have other stuff happening some evenings. Argh!
Late afternoon doesn't have to be hard, I can make a phone call happen sometime, I think. When do you switch to your crazy 4 - 12 schedule? At any rate, there's always Saturdays!
Very sweet ending! I like this a lot. :-)
|Date:||September 10th, 2010 12:17 am (UTC)|| |
Thank you, I'm glad! :)
Sweet story! Thanks for posting it at Numb3rs Gen Het! (Yeah, I'm a little late in commenting. Sorry about that.)
|Date:||December 12th, 2010 06:23 pm (UTC)|| |
Aw, thank you! And thanks for telling me where you found it; I was surprised to see a comment on this fic after so long. :)