Enigma | Zach/Anna | PG-13
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Fandom: The O.C.
Pairing: Zach/Anna
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 175
PROMPT: "Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses" - U2
oh, the deeper I spin
oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Anna is an enigma.
Some days she kisses him and holds him tight until he burns from her touch, then she smiles that dubious smile and turns away, and leaves him aching for her.
Some days she doesn’t hold him at all, just locks his dorm room door and unbuttons his jeans, silencing his protests about waiting until marriage with a kiss that feels more like an assault on his lips than a loving gesture. She pushes him down on his bed and rides him until he can’t breathe. But as soon as she has come, she smiles that same smile, that stupid fucking smile that he’ll never understand, and leaves.
And then some days, she holds his hand while they walk across the campus, and kisses him gently on the lips when they get to her classroom.
Some days she does all three.
She is his beautiful little enigma, wrapped up in another enigma, until all that he’s left with is a mess of frustration and incomprehension.
He loves her, every single confusing inch.
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the_rocklobsterFandom: The O.C.
Pairing: Zach/Anna
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 175
PROMPT: "Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses" - U2
oh, the deeper I spin
oh, the hunter will sin for your ivory skin
Anna is an enigma.
Some days she kisses him and holds him tight until he burns from her touch, then she smiles that dubious smile and turns away, and leaves him aching for her.
Some days she doesn’t hold him at all, just locks his dorm room door and unbuttons his jeans, silencing his protests about waiting until marriage with a kiss that feels more like an assault on his lips than a loving gesture. She pushes him down on his bed and rides him until he can’t breathe. But as soon as she has come, she smiles that same smile, that stupid fucking smile that he’ll never understand, and leaves.
And then some days, she holds his hand while they walk across the campus, and kisses him gently on the lips when they get to her classroom.
Some days she does all three.
She is his beautiful little enigma, wrapped up in another enigma, until all that he’s left with is a mess of frustration and incomprehension.
He loves her, every single confusing inch.
