Post by lisabounce on Apr 5, 2011 20:21:28 GMT 10
Title: Patterned (Part 3)
Rating: R
Word Count: 360
Pairing: Briar/Daja/Sandry/Tris – Team Circlecest
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: After so long together, some things come naturally and they're pattered after one another these days and maybe always have been.
Edited to bring it inline with the rules - all four are mentioned now
Daja returned from Sotat, calmer than she had been since Namorn, aglow with the satisfaction of powerful magic, competently performed.
She raised eyebrows at Tris and Briar both as they hugged her in greeting and sent a pulse of magic through their bond, only to receive answering ones in return.
It's not changed anything, Daj'
It never would, not between the four of us, Tris added. We're just closer right now, because we need this.
Daja kissed them both, first Tris and then Briar. "Be happy." It was an order, as much as a blessing and she smiled as she left the room, gathering her coat and staff. She needed to tell Sandry.
She was with Sandry, in the woman's workroom deep in her uncle's palace, Sandry working on embroidery, Daja on burnishing a beaten silver pendant in the Sotat style, when Sandry stood, placing the cloth and hoop carefully to one side and moving over to lean across Daja's shoulder in order to see better.
"It's beautiful work."
“Thank you. Did you know Tris and Briar are...?”
“Yes,” Sandry replied. “It's … I'm glad for them.”
Daja nodded. "Mmm." The smell of Sandry's perfume, the bright and cheerful notes of the golden necklace and silver earrings was heady and Daja turned her head to the side, nuzzling Sandry's neck.
"I've missed you, too," Sandry said, drawing one hand down Daja's arm.
"Are you sure you want to? I don't want this to be a yes and then no and maybe while you figure things out with me."
Sandry glared slightly, kissed Daja lightly. "It isn't. You were gone too quickly after we got home and I've always been ...flexible."
"Well, then." Daja turned her head and kissed Sandry back, long and slow and careful. "Shall we retire to you rooms?"
Sandry giggled and straightened, linking her arm with Daja's.
Sandry's clothing, her formal, satin and silk dress, was bound up with copper clasps, whilst silver braid lined her veil and the buttons to her sleeves were bright brass. Daja ran her fingers across each as she called them loose. and accepted Sandry's help with the ties.
QC by PeroxidePirate
Rating: R
Word Count: 360
Pairing: Briar/Daja/Sandry/Tris – Team Circlecest
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: After so long together, some things come naturally and they're pattered after one another these days and maybe always have been.
Edited to bring it inline with the rules - all four are mentioned now
Daja returned from Sotat, calmer than she had been since Namorn, aglow with the satisfaction of powerful magic, competently performed.
She raised eyebrows at Tris and Briar both as they hugged her in greeting and sent a pulse of magic through their bond, only to receive answering ones in return.
It's not changed anything, Daj'
It never would, not between the four of us, Tris added. We're just closer right now, because we need this.
Daja kissed them both, first Tris and then Briar. "Be happy." It was an order, as much as a blessing and she smiled as she left the room, gathering her coat and staff. She needed to tell Sandry.
She was with Sandry, in the woman's workroom deep in her uncle's palace, Sandry working on embroidery, Daja on burnishing a beaten silver pendant in the Sotat style, when Sandry stood, placing the cloth and hoop carefully to one side and moving over to lean across Daja's shoulder in order to see better.
"It's beautiful work."
“Thank you. Did you know Tris and Briar are...?”
“Yes,” Sandry replied. “It's … I'm glad for them.”
Daja nodded. "Mmm." The smell of Sandry's perfume, the bright and cheerful notes of the golden necklace and silver earrings was heady and Daja turned her head to the side, nuzzling Sandry's neck.
"I've missed you, too," Sandry said, drawing one hand down Daja's arm.
"Are you sure you want to? I don't want this to be a yes and then no and maybe while you figure things out with me."
Sandry glared slightly, kissed Daja lightly. "It isn't. You were gone too quickly after we got home and I've always been ...flexible."
"Well, then." Daja turned her head and kissed Sandry back, long and slow and careful. "Shall we retire to you rooms?"
Sandry giggled and straightened, linking her arm with Daja's.
Sandry's clothing, her formal, satin and silk dress, was bound up with copper clasps, whilst silver braid lined her veil and the buttons to her sleeves were bright brass. Daja ran her fingers across each as she called them loose. and accepted Sandry's help with the ties.
QC by PeroxidePirate