Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
By MissySERIES: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
PART: One of One
RATING: PG-13 (Mild AC)
PAIRING(s): L/L (Duh!)
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CATEGORY: Challenge answer, L/L Romance
FEEDBACK: PLEASE?!
SETTING IN TIMELINE: Sort of irrelevant; just manage a nice, smokey bar ;-)
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: Laverne exults in her own adoration for Lenny..
NOTES: This is what an 100-word challenge fic looks like ;-) . Atmospheric and moody.

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She wanted his hands on her.

The boldness of her aggressive state felt giddy; she wanted him and would have him, and anything that stood in her way would be an inconvenience. A hiccup rose within her throat; swallowing it down, she frowned. Then her shoulders squared themselves. Her smile was wide as she touched his shoulder.

"Len? Wanna Dance?"

She'd never asked him to dance before; maybe it was the alcohol, but he wore the oddest look as she wrapped herself around him.84

His mouth caressed her bare shoulder, neck. Eyes closed, she incanted her joy:

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."