Post by greenie on Dec 12, 2009 21:58:50 GMT 10
Title: Substitute
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Luck
Summary: Mattes wants some Midwinter luck.
Notes: I was in the mood for some C/M.
Mattes walked with Clary right to the door of her house after watch. He didn’t do it very often, but he’d been talking pleasantly the entire way so she didn’t think anything of it. Maybe he just felt like having some company for a while longer.
“Well, I hope you have a nice Midwinter. Make the most of the longest night.” He winked at her. “I’ll see you for watch the day after next.”
Clary rolled her eyes and nodded as she fumbled for the key in her pocket. The next thing she knew, Mattes had placed a hand gently on each side of her face and kissed her. He wisely stepped backwards out of her reach while she stared at him in shock.
“I’m married, you looby.”
“You know I’m between women at the moment,” he told her, a wicked grin on his face. “You don’t want me to have an unlucky Midwinter, do you?”
She could tell from the look on his face that he hadn’t meant anything by the kiss, and wouldn’t have been particularly bothered if he hadn’t had a kiss for Midwinter luck. He’d done it just for the sake of it…and to wind her up, she supposed. “You barbarians have no manners,” she grumbled.
“Of course not.” He grinned at her. “That’s why we’re barbarians.” He headed off down the path, whistling softly, and gave her a wave as he turned out of the gate.
“Looby,” muttered Clary as she unlocked the door. Still, there was a part of her that was wondering if Mattes would count for some extra Midwinter luck…and a part that now agreed with Mya that Matthias Tunstall was very good at kissing.
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Luck
Summary: Mattes wants some Midwinter luck.
Notes: I was in the mood for some C/M.
Mattes walked with Clary right to the door of her house after watch. He didn’t do it very often, but he’d been talking pleasantly the entire way so she didn’t think anything of it. Maybe he just felt like having some company for a while longer.
“Well, I hope you have a nice Midwinter. Make the most of the longest night.” He winked at her. “I’ll see you for watch the day after next.”
Clary rolled her eyes and nodded as she fumbled for the key in her pocket. The next thing she knew, Mattes had placed a hand gently on each side of her face and kissed her. He wisely stepped backwards out of her reach while she stared at him in shock.
“I’m married, you looby.”
“You know I’m between women at the moment,” he told her, a wicked grin on his face. “You don’t want me to have an unlucky Midwinter, do you?”
She could tell from the look on his face that he hadn’t meant anything by the kiss, and wouldn’t have been particularly bothered if he hadn’t had a kiss for Midwinter luck. He’d done it just for the sake of it…and to wind her up, she supposed. “You barbarians have no manners,” she grumbled.
“Of course not.” He grinned at her. “That’s why we’re barbarians.” He headed off down the path, whistling softly, and gave her a wave as he turned out of the gate.
“Looby,” muttered Clary as she unlocked the door. Still, there was a part of her that was wondering if Mattes would count for some extra Midwinter luck…and a part that now agreed with Mya that Matthias Tunstall was very good at kissing.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!