Challenge: tw100, challenge: fever
Disclaimer: Not mine, no claims, all property of the BBC.
Notes: Cross-posted to my lj, and to tw100.
Feverish, delirious, demented, Toshiko stared as Gwen practised the martial arts she was learning from Jack.
Fluid and graceful, Gwen's moves were art; dancelike. Tosh swallowed.
Gwen noticed her and smiled. "Want to join me?"
Not to fight, thought Tosh. Not that.
Gwen frowned. "Tosh? Something wrong?"
Tosh shook her head. "Too much," she whispered, voice rasping. She cleared her throat.
Gwen came closer. That didn't help. "Too much what?"
"Beauty." Tosh moved forward, feeling Gwen's warmth, smelling her scent, wanting to touch.
They stared at each other. Was fever contagious?
"Oh God," said Gwen, and kissed Toshiko at last.