Kiss With A Fist by poptartmuse (R)

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Fandom: INCEPTION
Title: Kiss With A Fist - R
Pairing: Arthur/Ariadne
Length: 1,923
Author on LJ: poptartmuse
Author Website: masterlist of fic on author's journal
Why this must be read: This is an AU where Ariadne is a dream assassin, and really, what more reason do you need? It's snarky, sexy, arguably sociopathic, and just a tad sinister--I love it.

This time, they're sparring with steel rapiers. Arthur fenced in high school, but hadn't picked up a blade in a while. Ariadne, on the other hand, parried and jabbed like she was born to cut throats.

"Thank you," he grunts, barely deflecting a jab meant for his right lung. She approaches him swiftly, crushing her hilt against his so that their swords cross, hand over hand, both fighting for dominance—

Arthur pushes forward and Ariadne staggers back. "Shit, I forgot how much it sucks to be a petite girl in hand-to-hand," she admits, brushing herself off.

"You hold your own," Arthur says gruffly. Ariadne's eyebrows shoot up, sword once again engaged in a heated dance with his own.

"Oh, is that a compliment?" Ariadne grins, face lighting up. She wheels his sword out of his hands at last, and it goes flying away from him. He puts his hands up in defeat as she points her weapon at his heart.

"You win," he tells her. Ariadne makes a little bow, then continues to approach him, until he's pressed up against the wall.

"Like I said," she drawls, sword pressed against his inner thigh. "You're fun."

"I try." She raises herself onto her tiptoes and presses her lips against his.

The shock doesn't leave his face until he hears the kick: "Non, je ne regrette rien..."

"I'll see you on the other side," she tells him, waving her rapier at him.

Kiss With A Fist