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PAIRING: Sara/Sofia

By ralst


Sweat beaded on Sara's brow, her chest rising and falling with each exhaustive breath, the perspiration warmed sheets tickling her skin. "Sofia?"

The bed springs complained as Sofia spread out along the length of Sara's body, her hand slowly stroking the hair out of half closed brown eyes. "Tired?"

"Yeah," Sara yawned, "but I don't want to sleep."

Heat radiated from Sara's body, warming Sofia's skin and exerting a gravitational pull that slowly, but surely, brought their bodies into fevered contact. "You're hot."

"Hmm," Sara croaked, a lazy smile lighting her face. "I know."

Sofia smiled in return, her fingers languidly brushing through the damp strands of Sara's hair. "You really should get some sleep."

"I'm fine," she groaned, struggling to rise, "it's nothing."

A gentle hand pressed Sara back into the mattress, "You're not going anywhere."

"Sofia," Sara whined, her usual stubborn independence subsumed beneath a thick layer of fever induced sleep, "I'm fine."

"I know you're fine, but humour me and get some sleep, okay?"

Sara relaxed back into the mattress, her eyes slowly closing as she felt her body's weariness overcome her resolve. "I'm sorry," she murmured, "it's hardly been the perfect second date."

"I don't know," Sofia whispered, as she brushed a kiss against Sara's brow, "we did end up in bed."

A smile edged Sara's lips as her eyes closed and she finally succumbed to sleep.

The End

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