Post by Lisa on Feb 5, 2010 20:27:28 GMT 10
Title: Stating the Obvious
Rating: PG-13
Length: 305 words
Competitor: Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: After sleeping together, Kel and Wyldon have to face that things have changed.
“Do you regret it?” Kel asked as she pulled on her breeches.
“No. You?”
She shook her head. “It’s been a long time since I felt this way.” She winced, grateful that her back was to him. Wyldon had lost his wife eighteen months prior, and she was almost certain he had not been with a woman since – surely her ‘long time’ was no comparison. “Why me?” she asked, turning to face him. “Why now?”
“I could ask the same of you, Keladry,” he replied, tugging his own shirt on.
“I respect you more than any man in Tortall,” she said.
“Respect doesn’t often lead to sex.”
“But I couldn’t have any kind of physical relationship with someone I didn’t respect,” Kel pointed out, half-smiling. “I don’t know when my feelings toward you changed, but I’ve always respected you and thought you were handsome.”
“We can’t go back to how things were between us,” he said soberly. The giddiness of lovemaking apparently had left him as quickly as it came.
“I know.”
“And how do you feel about that?”
Kel paused before answering. Sometimes she felt that Wyldon could be Yamani, for all his ability to mask his feelings; she was unsure what kind of response he was looking for, so she fell back on honesty.
“I’m sad that I’ve lost you as a mentor,” she acknowledged. “But I think I lost that aspect of our friendship years ago, when the war ended.
“And I have other mentors, like Raoul. I don’t have anyone else in my life who I’m so eager to be with in this manner,” she continued, gesturing to the bed. “I don’t mind the change, if you don’t.”
He walked around the end of the bed and took her in his arms. “I most certainly don’t,” he said, kissing her tenderly.
Rating: PG-13
Length: 305 words
Competitor: Wyldon
Round/Fight: 1/A
Summary: After sleeping together, Kel and Wyldon have to face that things have changed.
“Do you regret it?” Kel asked as she pulled on her breeches.
“No. You?”
She shook her head. “It’s been a long time since I felt this way.” She winced, grateful that her back was to him. Wyldon had lost his wife eighteen months prior, and she was almost certain he had not been with a woman since – surely her ‘long time’ was no comparison. “Why me?” she asked, turning to face him. “Why now?”
“I could ask the same of you, Keladry,” he replied, tugging his own shirt on.
“I respect you more than any man in Tortall,” she said.
“Respect doesn’t often lead to sex.”
“But I couldn’t have any kind of physical relationship with someone I didn’t respect,” Kel pointed out, half-smiling. “I don’t know when my feelings toward you changed, but I’ve always respected you and thought you were handsome.”
“We can’t go back to how things were between us,” he said soberly. The giddiness of lovemaking apparently had left him as quickly as it came.
“I know.”
“And how do you feel about that?”
Kel paused before answering. Sometimes she felt that Wyldon could be Yamani, for all his ability to mask his feelings; she was unsure what kind of response he was looking for, so she fell back on honesty.
“I’m sad that I’ve lost you as a mentor,” she acknowledged. “But I think I lost that aspect of our friendship years ago, when the war ended.
“And I have other mentors, like Raoul. I don’t have anyone else in my life who I’m so eager to be with in this manner,” she continued, gesturing to the bed. “I don’t mind the change, if you don’t.”
He walked around the end of the bed and took her in his arms. “I most certainly don’t,” he said, kissing her tenderly.
Thanks! I love it when they just talk.
Wonderful fic!
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!