ghostsighs | fic: twilight - it's the singer not the song (edward/tanya)

title. it's the singer not the song.
fandom/pairing. twilight / edward/tanya
rating. pg
summary. He wasn’t used to this, to a girl so sure of herself, so in love with the physical act of love, that she’d seen him as a project not a prize.
notes. Written for

chartulae's Twilight Drabblefest. Title from Belle and Sebastian's Chickfactor. Originally posted here.

He wished he still felt the air, sure it was colder than he’d ever been in. The trees shook, the snow falling from them like rain at the wind swirling around them. Her eyes set on him, already undressing him mentally.

He wasn’t used to this, to a girl so sure of herself, so in love with the physical act of love, (though she had never felt it) that she’d seen him as a project not a prize.

Step, step, step and her hands trace down the sleeves of his shirt. He looks down, not at her, never at her. Her mouth at his neck and his eyes close, his head tilting opposite, her smile pressing into his skin.

He felt her teeth, raking over his skin and then a flash of hunger hits him. He stiffens, unsure of how to react. Her hand glides down his frame like liquid and her lips brush against his ear.

“You aren’t hungry, dear. At least… not for what you think.”