Merry Christmas, Mr. Shepard
Jun. 29th, 2010 03:09 pmTitle: Merry Christmas, Mr. Shepard
Author:
dorksidefiker
Fandom: Young Avengers
Table/Prompt: Table 2/70. Sweet
Character/Pairing: Speed/Pixie
Rating: R
Word Count:
Summary: Tommy finds a special present under the tree.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing. Written for the
marvel_kink meme.
There was a fairy sitting under the Christmas tree.
Well, not a fairy, exactly, but a mutant who looked like a fairy, and she was too big to actually fit under the aluminum Christmas tree that had been set up in the Lair, but she was right in front of it. For a moment, Tommy actually stopped.
It wasn't because of the unexpected appearance of Megan Gwynn in the Lair on Christmas morning. Tommy was not the kind of person to be phased by that kind of thing. It had more to do with what she was wearing... and what she wasn't.
The Santa hat was perched atop her black striped hair at a jaunty angle, a sprig of mistletoe dangling from the white bobble at the end. The rest of the outfit looked like the kind of thing you only found at the kind of shops that sold flavored condoms. No doubt it was labeled something along the lines of 'Naughty Mrs. Claus'.
Megan's sweet smile morphed into a smug little grin for just a moment as Tommy sat down on the couch. "I must have been a very good boy this year," he mused as she climbed into his lap.
Author:
Fandom: Young Avengers
Table/Prompt: Table 2/70. Sweet
Character/Pairing: Speed/Pixie
Rating: R
Word Count:
Summary: Tommy finds a special present under the tree.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing. Written for the
There was a fairy sitting under the Christmas tree.
Well, not a fairy, exactly, but a mutant who looked like a fairy, and she was too big to actually fit under the aluminum Christmas tree that had been set up in the Lair, but she was right in front of it. For a moment, Tommy actually stopped.
It wasn't because of the unexpected appearance of Megan Gwynn in the Lair on Christmas morning. Tommy was not the kind of person to be phased by that kind of thing. It had more to do with what she was wearing... and what she wasn't.
The Santa hat was perched atop her black striped hair at a jaunty angle, a sprig of mistletoe dangling from the white bobble at the end. The rest of the outfit looked like the kind of thing you only found at the kind of shops that sold flavored condoms. No doubt it was labeled something along the lines of 'Naughty Mrs. Claus'.
Megan's sweet smile morphed into a smug little grin for just a moment as Tommy sat down on the couch. "I must have been a very good boy this year," he mused as she climbed into his lap.