Threesome drabble!
Thursday, November 15th, 2007 08:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tsaikoAs promised, I have written a drabble for the wonderful ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nikerymis since she was able to convince maderr to write more harem fic. Since she really didn't have a preference, I resurrected some of my older characters and wrote about them. Gah... I haven't played in this universe in years. In fact, I'm not sure I ever wrote anything I created for them down (and if I did, it's been long since lost).
Oh well. Now they have something written.
Someone was knocking at the door.
Rill opened her eyes enough to see that it was still very dark. The knocking continued. It wasn’t quite “Get up now, the suzerain is being invaded by demon beasts” but is was a definite step above “My apologies for waking you so late at night but…” Over the years, Rill had gotten good at reading the urgency behind the knocking at her door.
She waited to see if the knocking would go away. It paused for a second and then started back, this time with slightly more force. Rill was just about to get up to see who it was when she felt the bed shift. Since Quin could – and had – sleep through the opening of Hell itself, that meant Blaise had gotten up out of bed.
Good. Let him take care of the problem. That was what he was there for.
When the door opened, light spilled into the room. It blinded her. She slit her eyes and waited for the them to adjust. Second later she could see well enough to realize that Blaise had answered the door armed with a wicked looking dagger and naked.
With a groan, she rolled over and poked Quin until the foreign wizard whined at her.
“Your boyfriend is an embarrassment,” Rill told him once he’d woken up enough to yawn at her.
“Why is he always ‘my boyfriend’ when he does some thing embarrassing?” Quin asked. He snuggled back into the pillow, trying to get back to sleep, but Rill was having none of it. She poked him again.
“Because it’s your fault. You’re the one who convinced him to sleep naked.”
Quin smiled, but didn’t open his eyes. “I haven’t heard your protesting much.”
“I don’t protest him being naked in bed. It’s him being naked out of bed that I have a problem with,” Rill replied. That got Quin’s attention. He sat up, dark hair rumpled, to look towards the door.
“Oh. Well. At least whoever is at the door doesn’t sound too scandalized.”
You know, as soon as I get Photoshop loaded onto my laptop, I need to make a threesome icon. Or maybe someone will make me one.
nikerymis since she was able to convince maderr to write more harem fic. Since she really didn't have a preference, I resurrected some of my older characters and wrote about them. Gah... I haven't played in this universe in years. In fact, I'm not sure I ever wrote anything I created for them down (and if I did, it's been long since lost).Oh well. Now they have something written.
Someone was knocking at the door.
Rill opened her eyes enough to see that it was still very dark. The knocking continued. It wasn’t quite “Get up now, the suzerain is being invaded by demon beasts” but is was a definite step above “My apologies for waking you so late at night but…” Over the years, Rill had gotten good at reading the urgency behind the knocking at her door.
She waited to see if the knocking would go away. It paused for a second and then started back, this time with slightly more force. Rill was just about to get up to see who it was when she felt the bed shift. Since Quin could – and had – sleep through the opening of Hell itself, that meant Blaise had gotten up out of bed.
Good. Let him take care of the problem. That was what he was there for.
When the door opened, light spilled into the room. It blinded her. She slit her eyes and waited for the them to adjust. Second later she could see well enough to realize that Blaise had answered the door armed with a wicked looking dagger and naked.
With a groan, she rolled over and poked Quin until the foreign wizard whined at her.
“Your boyfriend is an embarrassment,” Rill told him once he’d woken up enough to yawn at her.
“Why is he always ‘my boyfriend’ when he does some thing embarrassing?” Quin asked. He snuggled back into the pillow, trying to get back to sleep, but Rill was having none of it. She poked him again.
“Because it’s your fault. You’re the one who convinced him to sleep naked.”
Quin smiled, but didn’t open his eyes. “I haven’t heard your protesting much.”
“I don’t protest him being naked in bed. It’s him being naked out of bed that I have a problem with,” Rill replied. That got Quin’s attention. He sat up, dark hair rumpled, to look towards the door.
“Oh. Well. At least whoever is at the door doesn’t sound too scandalized.”
You know, as soon as I get Photoshop loaded onto my laptop, I need to make a threesome icon. Or maybe someone will make me one.
