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birthrightgreen ([personal profile] birthrightgreen) wrote2006-01-13 09:10 pm
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AU for [livejournal.com profile] _deadlydance_, set immediately after "The Price"

She wasn't nervous. She had nothing to be nervous about. It wasn't like it was a romantic evening. They'd just worked so hard on the case, working to catch the rabid witch who'd been slaughtering innocent males. And they had, with Jaenelle's help. Now Jaenelle and Daemon were back on their honeymoon and she...

She was here in Amdarh, back how she had been, nursing the bruises Falonar had left. So, why, exactly was she changing her dress? The one she had on was perfectly acceptable. She was going out dancing with a friend. She could use a friend right now. What she couldn't use was a male thinking he was just going to sweep in and carry her off.

Not that he was probably thinking that, but she was suspicious.

He was a male, and years of seeing them abused by her own sex still hadn't made her trust them as a gender. Then again, she didn't trust most people.

With a growl at herself, she finally settled on a black dress with enough slink to impress and a enough swirl to make a statement on the dance floor, no matter how elegant and formal. Hair pinned half up, the rest left down. If people stared at her ears, so be it.

She was ready. It was going to be fun. She kept repeating that. Fun. With a friend.

Just a friend. He wasn't expecting anything. He wouldn't be that foolish.

She just wished she knew what he wanted.
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[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
She looked slightly surprised at the thought of staying outside, but she acquiesced out of curiosity if nothing else. A bit more warmth from her wrap, and she looked up at him expectantly.

"Trust me, sugar. They're far more forbidding as a group. Though at least I've some idea of how to handle Daemon, and he's the most volatile. It makes the other two easier on an individual basis."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
"We've talked some about your old life Surreal, about what it was like before." He sat down next to her. "But what about now? What is your life like now?"



[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:21 am (UTC)(link)
She considered that for a long time, taking a moment to scoot closer to him.

"I don't know. It's in flux, really. Things changing. I suppose I'm just trying to figure out where I fit here."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
His voice was quiet, but focused.

"I think? That when it stops fluxuating, and you figure out what you want? When you take control of your life -- now?"

He studied her in the darkness.

"Then they will finally stop trying to control so much of it for you."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
She sighed a little. "That would be...nice. Coming here, leaving Askavi. It's what I'm trying to do. Take control back."

And she was very afraid of giving it away again. The tremble that ran through her said that as loudly as any words could have.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
The arm he placed around her shoulder was there to sooth. And to comfort.

"This is a good place to try."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
She tensed for a moment, tempted to pull away. In the end, she leaned into him, accepting the comfort.

"It certainly seems as if it could be."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
A flare of understanding passed through him.

"It's never been simple, has it?"

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"No," she admitted quietly. She slowly lowered her head to his shoulder.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"To be fair? Not very many people have." At least from their perspective. "I may not be able to guide you towards anything close to simple. But I think I can promise some fun."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
She smiled a little. "It's been a while since I just had fun."

She wasn't sure she ever had, when she thought about it.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
He pulled her closer, still careful to keep the embrace loose.

"We will have to fix that then."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
She sighed, softly, a content little sound.

"I'd like that."

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that too."

He was unable to mask the slight purr in his voice.

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
Her breath caught at the purr, and she looked up at him, meeting his eyes.

"It's warmer inside..."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
She swallowed, wetted her lips, which felt too dry.

"Would you like to come in?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I suppose, my answer is?"

Rainer reached out with his free hand, two fingers tucked under Surreal's chin as he tilted it upwards.

"That depends."

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
She held his eyes. Her voice was very soft.

"Depends on what?"

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
He didn't take his hand away from her face.

"On if I will be trading weeks worth of your company --"

Deft fingers traced the elegant line of Surreal's jaw.

"For just one night."

Not that it would ever be just one night. Rainier knew that. But he wasn't sure what the morning after would look like, and he much prefered the idea of seeing her again.

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
She tilted her head closer to his.

"I..." Her fingers traced his cheek, unsure of what she wanted. Except that the one thing she was sure of was on his honeymoon. And she... "I don't want to be alone." Even that much vulnerability made her want to snarl at herself.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 06:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Then I will stay."

That was something different. Did she sense that?

He quietly pressed a kiss to her cheek.

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
The kiss on the cheek was unexpected, gentler than what she expected. What she wanted, out of sheer contrariness to herself and what she'd planned.

She turned her head to find his lips, her hand sliding around the back of his neck.

[identity profile] http://users.livejournal.com/_deadlydance_/ 2006-01-23 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
*Surreal?*

Since their mouths had given up on words, he chose another form of communication.

That was before the growl from the back of his throat, as Rainier tugged her closer. He could only take so much.

She kissed like she tangoed.

[identity profile] birthrightgreen.livejournal.com 2006-01-23 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
There. That...feeling sliding through her. Heat and desire and want. It was simple if you reduced it to this.

Her fingers wound through his hair, ceding control of the kiss, but only slightly.

*Come inside...*
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