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Title: The old-fashioned way
Fandom: Major Crimes
Author: Margot Grissom
Pairing: Sharon/you'll see
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 200
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Just the flawed product of a deranged mind. The characters aren't mine. You'd notice if they were.
A/N: A little writing exercise gone... weird. [livejournal.com profile] surena_13 encouraged me. Blame her.



Sharon swallowed the moan that threatened to make it past her lips, letting her head fall back and collide with the door behind her. Neither the resulting thud nor the pain really registered through the haze of arousal. She screwed her eyes shut at a particular clever swirl against her clit, humming her approval. As the fingers pumping in and out of her moved faster, Sharon felt the need to hold onto something, so her hands found the head buried between her trembling thighs. The only alternative would have been the doorknob and surely that could only end in disaster, even if the murder room was empty.

The sensation of slicked back hair under her fingertips brought back an earlier thought: this wasn't who she would have preferred in this position, on their knees, with their face between Sharon's legs. But strong, determined fingers and a surprisingly skilful tongue almost made up for that. She couldn't suppress a small whimper when those fingers suddenly crooked upwards, hitting that sweet spot that pushed her further towards the edge.

No, not her first choice but if Sykes wanted to further her career the old-fashioned way, Sharon was happy to reap the benefits.




Title: Reasons
Fandom: Major Crimes
Author: Margot Grissom
Pairing: Fritz/Sharon
Rating: PG-13 (ish)
Wordcount: 200
Warnings: none
Disclaimer: Just the flawed product of a deranged mind. The characters aren't mine. You'd notice if they were.
A/N: A little writing exercise gone... weird. [livejournal.com profile] surena_13 encouraged me. Blame her.



Sharon wasn't sure what brought her to a bar on that particular evening. She had no more reason to get a few stiff drinks inside her than the day before. Or the day before that. That said, she had no less reason either. Not that the warm, fuzzy, buzz she now felt was the kind of distraction she'd been initially looking for. But none of the suitors - three male and one female, the latter barely her daughter's age - appealed to her. So she kept drinking.

When it was time to call a cab, she didn't. She called Agent Howard instead. Why she did that was as much a mystery to her as why he so readily agreed to come pick her up. Even with his wife still in Atlanta, he couldn't be that bored. But, in her defence, five double bourbons made everything a bit unfathomable. Including how to properly operate her extremities. Good thing Fritz didn't seem to mind half-carrying her to his car.

The one thing she was sure of that night, as he pushed into her willing body, was that, for the first time since her chief had left, she felt a little less lost.

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