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14 November 2007 @ 08:50 pm
Prison Break - Runaway  
Title: Runaway
Author: clair_de_lune
Pairing: Michael/Lincoln
Genre: Slash
Rating: PG-13/R
Warnings: Slash, incest
Disclaimer: Not mine. Just borrowing them for a while.
Summary: It was not a kiss out of brotherly affection because your brother doesn’t kiss you on the mouth like that.
Notes: Not really a fanfic, just a short drabble written along with Twilight. Thanks to recycledfaery for her help with the translation (French version).


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They have been running for hours and it’s still dark. It’s the longest night of his life. The most unreal one too. They have been running for hours, Abruzzi and C-Note far ahead of them, Sucre dragging a bit behind, and Lincoln right in front of him – just close enough so he can see his back, just far enough so he keeps his rhythm not to lose sight of him.

Then Lincoln stops down a slope and slightly bends forward, hands on his thighs – trying to catch his breath, Michael guesses. He comes to a halt next to him. In a swift movement Linc straightens up, turns around and, with his hands on Michael’s shoulders, he pushes him backwards, against a tree behind them. Michael hits the trunk, his breath knocked out, his mouth opening in surprise - to ask or protest. He doesn’t have time to say anything though: Linc crushes their lips together and takes advantage of Michael’s surprise to push his tongue into his brother’s mouth, past his teeth. With a surprised gasp, Michael puts his hands on Lincoln’s face and tries to free himself. But when his fingers close on the rough jaw he finds himself holding Lincoln tight – even pulling him closer.

Before he can really process what’s happening, Lincoln looks up and winks at him.

Michael blinks. It was not a kiss out of brotherly affection because your brother doesn’t kiss you on the mouth like that.

It was not out of gratitude or thanks because this kind of kiss doesn’t require one to thrust their tongue in your throat. Especially if it is your brother’s tongue.

It was not out of exaltation, because there would be only one kiss, closely followed by some awkward apologies. Not by a second kiss.

Or maybe the first one wasn’t totally over? He thinks he may groan a bit when Lincoln’s tongue slides against his again. And a bit more when the kiss ends as abruptly as it has started. He leans against the trunk, out of breath and baffled; Linc is already far away.

“Michael?” It’s Sucre’s voice, his hand on Michael’s shoulder. “Move, Michael!”

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Antyantychan on November 14th, 2007 08:46 pm (UTC)
You know, this makes me think of the scene where they change clothes and exchange fake!ID names and grin at each other the entire time... I'm adopting this ficlet as new subtext for that scene!

So, Lincoln really made the first move here? That's rare. And exciting! Ohhhh, me likes. XD
(Anonymous) on November 15th, 2007 04:33 am (UTC)
I like linc's anitiative too ;) i hope some one writes a little ficlet about the scene you mentioned :D sounds like it would be good.
Clair de Lune: pb - brothers2clair_de_lune on November 15th, 2007 06:56 pm (UTC)
So, Lincoln really made the first move here? That's rare. And exciting!
Mmm, well, except if Michael imagined the whole thing... *evil grin*

Seriously, I had no purpose in mind when I wrote this, it's just a meaningless drabble. You can read it the way you want - real or not...
Thanks for commenting :-)
amodalieamodalie on November 14th, 2007 09:26 pm (UTC)
Awww... this is kind of sweet. I like confused but pleased Michael :)

But you know what? I think the kiss was out of brotherly affection. And gratitude. And exaltation. All of that and a little more, of course.
*sighs*
Clair de Luneclair_de_lune on November 15th, 2007 06:57 pm (UTC)
You know, actually, I think you may be right: Lincoln got carried away a bit. But you don't get carried away like that if there isn't this "little more", do you? ^__^
The Good, The Bad and The Lana: smilie priyankathelana on November 17th, 2007 12:00 am (UTC)
Oh, I love it. You can really feel the speed and urgency of the whole running situation.

It reminds me a bit of this fic by mooyoo. And I totally mean that in the good/best way.

In short: Yay!
Clair de Luneclair_de_lune on November 17th, 2007 04:59 pm (UTC)
It reminds me a bit of this fic by mooyoo.
Oh my, yes, the context is quite similar!

I wrote this while writing a longer, more serious fanfic, and I wanted - needed - to try something different and a bit lighter. Hence baffled Michael :-p
I'm glad you enjoyed it, thanks so much for commenting :-)