Many Journeys by Elleth

A Good Book

Two instadrabbling submissions from February 17: Indis, Nerdanel, and a good book. Mildly smutty, from the prompts "reading a good book" and "dusk, shattered, tears, silence". 

"Ah, here you are. Read to me?" Indis settled beside Nerdanel, leaning over to kiss her. Golden hair, freed of pins and crown, pooled on the book Nerdanel held.

She smiled and licked her lips, already reddened from biting them to keep gasps and moans at bay as she'd teased herself in rhythm with the words. Indis had held council in the great hall nearby, and Nerdanel's propriety fought wanting Indis to hear and come to her.

Well, now that she'd come, Nerdanel was ready. "If you allow, I'd rather show you, my Queen," she whispered.

"I allow," Indis replied.

*

Dusk had long made way for a star-studded dark when Indis admitted defeat. She breathed out a shaking laugh. "I'm shattered, my love. Enough."

"Mm," Nerdanel replied comfortably, pulling herself up from between Indis' legs to drape herself over her lover's naked body. Sweat, salty like tears, soaked into her nightgown. The book lay abandoned beside the bed. Indis laughed again. "Helinyetillë is quite the author. She writes as though from life and experience, though I doubt she can compete with crafty Nerdanel's hands and tongue."

Nerdanel's pleased look was answer enough. Indis' worn-out breathing slowly quieted into sleepy silence.
 

Chapter End Notes

Helinyetillë = violet, named as a shout-out because violets were considered a symbol of Sappho and sapphic women in our primary world. In my 'verse, it's Elemmírë's alias for her more erotic works.