WIP Wednesday Whenever
oh BOY thank you for the tag @ex-textura i have a couple wips i havent shared on tumblr yet but i thiiiink i'm gonna share my first attempted at writing intimacy in nearly a decade augh. i wanna try finishing it soon but my brain has been SOOP
The weeks following Elgar'nan's defeat were consumed with rebuilding efforts for Minrathous and a near constant stream of calls for aid in the areas around. It had been exhausting but worthwhile, and finally the city was in a stable enough position for their group to separate. There was a bittersweet finality to it, but the prospect of returning home to the Necropolis was something Herja had been yearning for. Following a truly ridiculous round of Wicked Grace—who knew Bellara was so good at cards?—Herja and Emmrich had retired to the room provided to them by the new archon. It was the first time they'd been able to just enjoy eachother's company without exhaustion clouding it. Instead of collapsing right into bed as they had been doing, they went out onto the balcony to look at the stars at her insistence, settling in on chaise lounge. As they sat there staring at the sky, Herja sighed contently, truly feeling the responsibilities of leadership ebbing away. She was ready to shed the title of Rook, a return to normalcy, where every day there wasn't a pang of dread when she awoke wondering if it would be her last, the weight of the world bearing down on her and her friends. "It's nice to look at the stars again without worrying, you know?" "Of course, dearest, it feels as though a haze has been lifted it for all of Thedas at once. It is a rare and beautiful thing to witness." Emmrich replied, as his eyes darted across the twinkling starlit sky, trying to find familiar patterns amongst them. "Yeah… it reminds me of after the Southern tear in the Veil closed?" Herja began, leaning against him now as she reminisced, his attentions now drawn to her. "I was in Nevarra City, trying to ignore the tear as usual, but then there was this sense of joy that just overtook the whole market. I finally looked to see what was going on, and could see the stars for the first time in weeks without the green bits of Fade in the sky." Herja paused, her eyes downcast as she smiled wistfully, "I cried. I didn't realize how much I missed it." "Sometimes it takes nearly losing something so precious to appreciate it all the more." He said, looking at her with heart rending sincerity and adoration that made her breath hitch still. He reached over, gently running his fingers through her hair, his fingertips just barely tracing down her jawline before drawing her in, Herja melted into the touch of his lips against hers. It had been nearly impossible to find time to themselves to think let alone be intimate. Herja drank in every movement and caress as their hands explored each others bodies blindly, parting only for a moment to catch their breaths. Her eyes flitted down to Emmrich's lips, parted ever so slightly, inviting, and leaned in to resume her explorations before he pulled away, ducking down to kiss the crook of her neck, the area still so sensitive to his touch. She stifled a giggle, just barely, as he slowly made his way down past her clavicle, stopping at her shirt collar before pulling away to unfasten the first button of her shirt. Then the second, and third. "What are your favorite constellations?" He asked casually, a restrained grin just barely making itself known. Herja blinked, confused by him acting like he wasn't three buttons down on her shirt, her breasts barely covered. "Why are you asking now?" Emmrich didn't answer verbally, instead giving her an expectant look as he playfully teased with the last button on her shirt, suddenly unable to continue. "Well? Which ones, darling?" "Hmm… Tenebrium, to start, I guess." Herja replied, brow quirked quizzically as Emmrich finally undid the last button and she shifted the fabric off of her shoulders exposing them to humid night air, and without missing a beat her bra joined it. There still remained a shred of self consciousness that plagued her when it came to being so exposed in front of another, but as Emmrich looked at her with such awe and reverence those anxieties were quieted.
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