AtS: In The Name Of Research (Darla/Fred) light!FRAO/NC-17

[snogged]

In the name of random assignment, I'm trying a new pairing. Hope you like it.

Title: In The Name Of Research
Author: snogged
Disclaimer: Joss Whedon and Co. own the characters of Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel the Series. I don’t.
Pairing: Darla/Fred
Word Count: 539
Rating/Warnings: light!FRAO/NC-17; oral sex, drug reference
Setting: Season 3. During Darla's pregnancy.
Summary: Darla proves to be quite the research subject.
Beta: the sweet snowpuppies

Note: written for Dylan for the Darla Round of the femslash_minis ficathon. She requested Darla/Fred, unexpected tenderness, Fred’s POV, and inappropriate touching in the workplace.



There was a scientific presupposition that suggested vampires, who were really just walking cadavers, were incapable of generating the necessary heat and friction needed for sexual intimacy. It related to their body temperature, related to the fact that they only had blood in their veins when it came from a human or an animal. But in this moment- a moment that directly involved the swirl of a vampire’s tongue around her clit- Fred was willing to wager that the research was merely a load of hogwash and the fictional erotic literature made popular by author Anne Rice was far more plausible.

Admittedly, she still wasn’t exactly sure how they'd come to touching each other inappropriately in Wesley's office. One minute, she had been observing Darla, taking notes on the circumference of her baby bump to confirm a few of her hypotheses regarding vampire pregnancy. The next minute, Darla had closed the gap between them, seduction and cruelty shining in her eyes.

“I don’t normally play with girls,” Darla had whispered, licking her ruby-colored lips, her hand reaching forward to touch Fred’s shoulder, immediately sending a chilly shiver down the back of her spine. “I find them too desperate, too willing to please me. But it’s been so long, so long since I’ve felt something inside me that wasn’t this wretched creature.” Darla’s fingers had slid upwards after that, lightly skating over the sensitive column of her neck. “You’ll help me, won’t you? You'll distract me from this? That’s what good girls do, isn’t it?”

“I’m not…I mean, I’m flattered…but I…” Fred had stammered, suddenly feeling very uncertain about her sexuality. It wasn’t that she’d never found a girl cute before or sneaked the occasional glance when her roommate, Georgia, got dressed in the mornings; but she certainly had never been propositioned by one, not even during her experimental college phase. She’d mostly spent that time focusing on determining the effectiveness of the ganja plant in regards to the stress created by the desire to perform strong academically. But coming back to the point, it felt kinda nice to know that another woman found her sexy.

Darla had grinned, sliding her leg in between Fred's, making her squeak from the pressure she could feel against her pubic mound. "I promise not to make you bleed...even though that does make everything a bit more fun…”

The offer not to bite her during sex seemed oddly tender to Fred, but that thought was quickly replaced when Darla sunk to her knees, scraping her perfectly manicured nails down Fred's bare legs. The vampire quickly found the sweet spot hidden just behind her right knee cap. It was enough to make her legs turn to jelly.

Okay...when she thought about it that way, it did make a lot more sense as to how she had ended up like this- lying spread-eagled on the desk, lost in the sheer ecstasy and fire that overtook her. Vampires were definitely born to make their conquests pant and moan with heat...and friction. Maybe it was her destiny to write a book on this. She could conduct more experiments, explore additional queries. Get to the bottom of this issue once and for all.

All in the name of research.

Comments

[brutti-ma-buoni.livejournal.com]

Hehee! What fun - and how can we blame Fred for going along with the very serious research?

[snogged.livejournal.com]

Most definitely.