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rainbowfic2012-03-06 03:23 pm
leia_solo) wrote in rainbowfic2012-03-06 03:23 pm
Dove White # 7
Name: Destiny (leia_solo)
Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Aborted Attempts
Timeline: 12th month of 1141 AW. Takes place right after Coming Home
Colors: Dove white # 7: All married couples should learn the art of battle as they learn the art of making love.
Supplies and Styles: Brush (putsch)
Word Count: 412
Rating: PG- 13 for implied sex
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Elisabeth and Fernando discuss the day's events while preparing for bed.
“Come to bed Elisa,” Fernando called from the great tester bed.
Elisabeth smiled over her shoulder at him and continued to brush her long blonde hair.
“Elisa I’m cold,” he said getting out the bed and walking over to her. He put his hands over her shoulders and bent down to kiss her cheek.
She smiled at him from the mirror and brushed her hair again.
“Why are you brushing your hair so much? You’ve been at this for the past thirty minutes.”
She stopped and set the brush down on her vanity. She kissed the palm of his hand.
“It’s a habit I learned from my mother and besides I want to make myself beautiful for my husband.”
She stood up and led him back to the bed. She got in on the right side while Fernando propped up his pillow. He climbed in and turned towards her.
“I’ve missed this sight,” he said gazing at her.
She leaned over and placed a long kiss on his lips. When she released him, he ran a finger down her cheek.
“I’ve especially missed your goodnight kisses.”
She chuckled and put her hands under her head and peered up at the ceiling.
“Did you hear about what happened today?” she asked him.
Fernando laid his head on her chest and put his arms around her waist. She begin rubbing his curls.
“You mean the attempted putsch? Of course I heard.”
“It worries me Ferdi. It really does,” she said placing a kiss in his hair.
He looked up at her and smiled crookedly.
“It was just a minor rebel group with some sort of religious cause or another.”
“What are you going to do with them?”
“You know the punishment for treason Elisa,” he said playing with her belly button through her shift.
“Of course but what about their families? Who’s going to provide for them after they’re gone?”
“They should have thought of that before they tried to overthrow the government.” He said
lifting up the laced edge of her shift.
“But couldn’t you at least give them a chance to explain why they did it?” She said shivering slightly at he lifted the shift up her legs.
“I’ll think about it,” he said kissing the inside of her thighs.
She sat up and pulled the shift over her head.
“Now let us discuss other things, shall we?” He said pulling his own shift over his head.
She smiled and reached for him.
leia_solo)Story: The Mondian Chronicles
Title: Aborted Attempts
Timeline: 12th month of 1141 AW. Takes place right after Coming Home
Colors: Dove white # 7: All married couples should learn the art of battle as they learn the art of making love.
Supplies and Styles: Brush (putsch)
Word Count: 412
Rating: PG- 13 for implied sex
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Elisabeth and Fernando discuss the day's events while preparing for bed.
“Come to bed Elisa,” Fernando called from the great tester bed.
Elisabeth smiled over her shoulder at him and continued to brush her long blonde hair.
“Elisa I’m cold,” he said getting out the bed and walking over to her. He put his hands over her shoulders and bent down to kiss her cheek.
She smiled at him from the mirror and brushed her hair again.
“Why are you brushing your hair so much? You’ve been at this for the past thirty minutes.”
She stopped and set the brush down on her vanity. She kissed the palm of his hand.
“It’s a habit I learned from my mother and besides I want to make myself beautiful for my husband.”
She stood up and led him back to the bed. She got in on the right side while Fernando propped up his pillow. He climbed in and turned towards her.
“I’ve missed this sight,” he said gazing at her.
She leaned over and placed a long kiss on his lips. When she released him, he ran a finger down her cheek.
“I’ve especially missed your goodnight kisses.”
She chuckled and put her hands under her head and peered up at the ceiling.
“Did you hear about what happened today?” she asked him.
Fernando laid his head on her chest and put his arms around her waist. She begin rubbing his curls.
“You mean the attempted putsch? Of course I heard.”
“It worries me Ferdi. It really does,” she said placing a kiss in his hair.
He looked up at her and smiled crookedly.
“It was just a minor rebel group with some sort of religious cause or another.”
“What are you going to do with them?”
“You know the punishment for treason Elisa,” he said playing with her belly button through her shift.
“Of course but what about their families? Who’s going to provide for them after they’re gone?”
“They should have thought of that before they tried to overthrow the government.” He said
lifting up the laced edge of her shift.
“But couldn’t you at least give them a chance to explain why they did it?” She said shivering slightly at he lifted the shift up her legs.
“I’ll think about it,” he said kissing the inside of her thighs.
She sat up and pulled the shift over her head.
“Now let us discuss other things, shall we?” He said pulling his own shift over his head.
She smiled and reached for him.
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