Fandom: Torchwood
Character: Toshiko Sato
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Warning: Reference to Adam/Tosh, technically dub-con.
Notes: Drabble-a-Day 2011 Day 46. Gift-fic for
wiredblowfish. Prompt: Adam seducing Tosh. Confession: I fudged the prompt a little. Unbeta'd. Summary: All those wild and crazy nights-they still dance before her eyes.
It can’t be a memory because it never happened.
More like a glimpse of a half forgotten dream seen in a broken mirror. A woman who was both her, and not her. A Tosh who was loved as a woman. More than loved; wanted.
Men who treated her like a goddess. Hands moving over her skin, caressing, probing. A voice in her ear begging, cajoling, seducing.
“Who are you?” she whispers to the Tosh she’s not sure she envies, but wishes she could meet.
And tries to forget the whole thing, because really, what’s the point?
It’s still not her.