Charlie & Leah drabble from the Imprinting AU



They held hands afterward – his cool, hard and firm; hers warm, relaxed and twitchy. He breathed her in, still not quite believing she was there. Oh, he believed in the imprint beyond a doubt; but that she was here...with him...and...

Keeping her fingers twined with his own, he half-rolled over to study her. A smile pulled at her perfectly formed lips. Bronzed skin shone in the light from the nightstand with a faint sheen of sweat. It was already drying. Her cheekbones were pronounced with half a smile, her eyes half-closed in contentment.

"What is it, Charlie?" Leah murmured, not opening her eyes, but rolling her head to watch him watching her. "See anything ya like?"

He chuckled, a bit embarrassed. "Oh, a couple of things," he admitted with a twitch of his lips.

She drew one hand up her body. "A couple?"

He swallowed. "Uh huh."

"Whenever you're ready, let me know," she offered, stretching languorously, temptingly before him.

With a sound that was half-laugh, half-groan, he pounced on her, pinning her wrists to the pillow. She let him; she was far stronger than he, but enjoyed pretending sometimes.

"You're sure about this?" he asked, studying her face and the strong, elegant features. "About wanting to try...?"

"To quit phasing? To have a baby? To be with you?"

"All of the above," he said quietly, rolling off her and propping himself on an elbow. "I want you to be happy too, you know."

"Oh, Charlie," she sighed, capturing him with one long, powerful leg, "I didn't even remember what being happy felt like until you. I am happy. I will be happy. You make me so, so happy. So...full. I can't even tell you." Her smile was tear-rimmed, trembling.

He kissed it lightly. "All right, then." He caught her hand, content just to hold it as their lips reminded one another that yes, they were happy. So, so happy.