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Fic: What Lurks Underneath
May. 22nd, 2024 10:12 pmTitle: What Lurks Underneath
Fandom: Blake's 7
Relationships: Blake/Avon
Rating: T
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100words, for prompt #394: savior.
Blake, the saviour, the hero, was peacefully asleep in his quarters, at his most vulnerable. It would be so easy for Avon to get rid of him once and for all, as his traitorous brain liked to remind him. Just one pillow, some seconds of struggle, and it would all be over.
It would be far easier than what lurked underneath that impulse.
To touch him directly, no weapons, just skin against skin. To taste the breath of a hero, hear his most intimate sounds.
The thought was too much, too real.
Avon turned on his heel and walked away.
Fandom: Blake's 7
Relationships: Blake/Avon
Rating: T
Notes: Drabble written for
100words, for prompt #394: savior.What Lurks Underneath
Blake, the saviour, the hero, was peacefully asleep in his quarters, at his most vulnerable. It would be so easy for Avon to get rid of him once and for all, as his traitorous brain liked to remind him. Just one pillow, some seconds of struggle, and it would all be over.
It would be far easier than what lurked underneath that impulse.
To touch him directly, no weapons, just skin against skin. To taste the breath of a hero, hear his most intimate sounds.
The thought was too much, too real.
Avon turned on his heel and walked away.
