livewire (drabble, Gwen/Gunn, PG13)
May. 24th, 2009 09:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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open_on_sunday.
She always runs hot after a heist, adrenaline backwash and triumph keeping her wired, sparking. She spends so much time keeping herself insulated; letting her power out to play is a high that’s hard to come down from.
Tonight she isn’t trying. Tonight, she’s climbing higher and higher, glorying in touch; she’s almost to the top. She’s afraid to let go, though; she’s not entirely sure the safety net will hold.
“C’mon, baby,” Gunn mutters, and she can’t keep the surge down. It charges white-hot through her, vital and blinding, unlike anything.
She cries, afterwards, so amazed they’re alive.
open_on_sunday.She always runs hot after a heist, adrenaline backwash and triumph keeping her wired, sparking. She spends so much time keeping herself insulated; letting her power out to play is a high that’s hard to come down from.
Tonight she isn’t trying. Tonight, she’s climbing higher and higher, glorying in touch; she’s almost to the top. She’s afraid to let go, though; she’s not entirely sure the safety net will hold.
“C’mon, baby,” Gunn mutters, and she can’t keep the surge down. It charges white-hot through her, vital and blinding, unlike anything.
She cries, afterwards, so amazed they’re alive.