Post by Rosie on Sept 5, 2016 19:39:58 GMT 10
Title: Negotiating Territory
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Choose a Side (81)
Summary: Kalasin and Kaddar have a few matters to smooth over in the early days of their marriage.
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"My lady - your Imperial Majesty - I implore you to reconsider. This will not do."
Kalasin rubbed at her eyes, feeling sleep-stupid for a moment. Kaddar knelt at the foot of their bed, face lit by the glow of his Gift. When he saw she was awake, he doused the fire, but she felt his presence still. "My lord will have to explain to me his meaning," she mumbled into the pillow, but she smiled, unseen.
"My meaning," Kaddar said, tracing a pattern on the sole of her foot. "My meaning is that we discussed that you would sleep on the side of the bed farthest from the door, so that if perchance I had to come to bed later than your most noble self, I would not disturb you by exhibiting all my natural grace, which some, my lady included, have likened to that of a baby elephant."
She bit back a laugh at that, jerking her foot away. "My lord, I have uncovered what I believe to be a most nefarious plot."
"I pray that you would divulge the details, my lady. I will not have you falling victim to foul schemes."
"That gives me great relief, my lord, except that the foul schemes appear to be of your own concoction. You see, I have made the discovery that this side of the bed appears to be the most comfortable. It is against my very nature to accuse my lord of any wrongdoing, but I fear I do believe you capable of designing this most grievous harm towards my innocent self."
Kalasin couldn't hear Kaddar laugh, but was almost certain he was smiling down at her in that moment. "It seems we are at an impasse, my lady," he said in a low tone. "You must choose between a restless sleep as a result of your most blundering husband, or an unforgiving mattress. I must impress upon you that once you choose, there will be no reneging; all decisions made in this bedchamber are completely binding."
She felt her heart skip a beat in her chest; in the months of courtship, she had known that she liked Kaddar and believed he would respect her. She had never considered that their marriage might be fun. "Will my lord withdraw whilst I make the decision? I feel sure a lady should not be swayed by her husband's preferences in this matter of grave importance."
The bed shifted as he climbed off it, and she immediately spread herself out over her territory.
"My lord, I am decided."
Evidently, Kaddar had chosen to step over the edge of the bed once more, and the mattress dipped at the end to accommodate his weight. His seeking hands soon located her feet, one at either side of the bed. She had spreadeagled herself in the centre in an attempt to take up as much room as possible. "I foresee a problem with your choice, my lady. Perhaps we might negotiate?"
"I will hear your terms, my lord," Kalasin answered, shivering involuntarily as he leaned over her, having made his way up the bed. His face, she was sure, was not inches from hers.
"You are kindness itself. I intend to be most persuasive in my pleas for a little domain of my own."
Kalasin reached for him, letting her fingers trail over his shoulders. "You shall not encounter more willing ears than mine."
He pressed a light kiss to her jaw, and murmured, "'Tis not your ears I seek to please, my lady," before finding her lips.
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Choose a Side (81)
Summary: Kalasin and Kaddar have a few matters to smooth over in the early days of their marriage.
--
"My lady - your Imperial Majesty - I implore you to reconsider. This will not do."
Kalasin rubbed at her eyes, feeling sleep-stupid for a moment. Kaddar knelt at the foot of their bed, face lit by the glow of his Gift. When he saw she was awake, he doused the fire, but she felt his presence still. "My lord will have to explain to me his meaning," she mumbled into the pillow, but she smiled, unseen.
"My meaning," Kaddar said, tracing a pattern on the sole of her foot. "My meaning is that we discussed that you would sleep on the side of the bed farthest from the door, so that if perchance I had to come to bed later than your most noble self, I would not disturb you by exhibiting all my natural grace, which some, my lady included, have likened to that of a baby elephant."
She bit back a laugh at that, jerking her foot away. "My lord, I have uncovered what I believe to be a most nefarious plot."
"I pray that you would divulge the details, my lady. I will not have you falling victim to foul schemes."
"That gives me great relief, my lord, except that the foul schemes appear to be of your own concoction. You see, I have made the discovery that this side of the bed appears to be the most comfortable. It is against my very nature to accuse my lord of any wrongdoing, but I fear I do believe you capable of designing this most grievous harm towards my innocent self."
Kalasin couldn't hear Kaddar laugh, but was almost certain he was smiling down at her in that moment. "It seems we are at an impasse, my lady," he said in a low tone. "You must choose between a restless sleep as a result of your most blundering husband, or an unforgiving mattress. I must impress upon you that once you choose, there will be no reneging; all decisions made in this bedchamber are completely binding."
She felt her heart skip a beat in her chest; in the months of courtship, she had known that she liked Kaddar and believed he would respect her. She had never considered that their marriage might be fun. "Will my lord withdraw whilst I make the decision? I feel sure a lady should not be swayed by her husband's preferences in this matter of grave importance."
The bed shifted as he climbed off it, and she immediately spread herself out over her territory.
"My lord, I am decided."
Evidently, Kaddar had chosen to step over the edge of the bed once more, and the mattress dipped at the end to accommodate his weight. His seeking hands soon located her feet, one at either side of the bed. She had spreadeagled herself in the centre in an attempt to take up as much room as possible. "I foresee a problem with your choice, my lady. Perhaps we might negotiate?"
"I will hear your terms, my lord," Kalasin answered, shivering involuntarily as he leaned over her, having made his way up the bed. His face, she was sure, was not inches from hers.
"You are kindness itself. I intend to be most persuasive in my pleas for a little domain of my own."
Kalasin reached for him, letting her fingers trail over his shoulders. "You shall not encounter more willing ears than mine."
He pressed a light kiss to her jaw, and murmured, "'Tis not your ears I seek to please, my lady," before finding her lips.
I adore this pair, and even though I think everything I've written about them has been them in bed together (oops?), I couldn't resist with this prompt.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!