Drabbletag: Lord of the Rings - Estella/Pervinca
Title: ...And Make Better
Prompt: 'Bad Luck' by danachan
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Pairing: Estella/Pervinca
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 200
Note: I seem to have a wintery theme today.
She planned this, thought Estella hazily as Pervinca whimpered and sighed against the floorboards. She wasn't even sure how she knew, because no-one could have predicted the sudden ice, and the bruised wound on Pervinca's knee looked real enough, and of course there was the summer cottage with the bandages and the fireplace down the walk from the promenade, and at any rate Stella wasn't even supposed to be here today. It must all have been bad luck, from the fall to the meeting, to helping the limping Vinca through the snows, to the snuggling under the blankets for warmth.
Warmth. Oh stars. The fire was burning merrily now, and Vinca's skin slipped against hers in sweat. So warm, so lovely.
Bad luck or good, planned or not, Estella wasn't sorry.
Afterwards, they kissed for a while, wrapped in a mess of blankets.
'Why?' Stella asked at last, almost laughing.
Vinca shrugged and smiled. 'I've wanted to for a while.'
'But Merry.'
'But a lot of things. Merry won't mind, as you well know, and it's none of his business anyway.'
It was true, too, and Stella was willing to stop thinking too much for just a little while longer.
Prompt: 'Bad Luck' by danachan
Fandom: Lord of the Rings
Pairing: Estella/Pervinca
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 200
Note: I seem to have a wintery theme today.
She planned this, thought Estella hazily as Pervinca whimpered and sighed against the floorboards. She wasn't even sure how she knew, because no-one could have predicted the sudden ice, and the bruised wound on Pervinca's knee looked real enough, and of course there was the summer cottage with the bandages and the fireplace down the walk from the promenade, and at any rate Stella wasn't even supposed to be here today. It must all have been bad luck, from the fall to the meeting, to helping the limping Vinca through the snows, to the snuggling under the blankets for warmth.
Warmth. Oh stars. The fire was burning merrily now, and Vinca's skin slipped against hers in sweat. So warm, so lovely.
Bad luck or good, planned or not, Estella wasn't sorry.
Afterwards, they kissed for a while, wrapped in a mess of blankets.
'Why?' Stella asked at last, almost laughing.
Vinca shrugged and smiled. 'I've wanted to for a while.'
'But Merry.'
'But a lot of things. Merry won't mind, as you well know, and it's none of his business anyway.'
It was true, too, and Stella was willing to stop thinking too much for just a little while longer.