Basorexia
@feylen asked for our D&D bbs Phedre and Nithys <3
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Rating: T and up
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She’d never been particularly fond of dressing up to sit at some fancy table, while talking to nobility. Sure, Phedre actually liked her dress and most of the food, but she also had to sit still for a whole evening.
Not mentioning having to dine with lots and lots of spoons and forks and too many courses.
Most of the nobles tended to ignore her presence, which didn’t bother her much. The main attraction seemed to be the presence of Queen Ellain. An elven ruler at the table of the High King would change the rules of their world.
Hopefully for the better.
Phedre had opted to drink enough wine to dull her senses a bit and to say yes and not at the appropriate times.
Nithys sat a few chairs to her left and talked with their newly crowned king. Radiant in her silken gown, she matched Queen Ellain’s beauty. Alces appeared to dislike such events almost as much as she did, but Nithys always offered calming words and charming smiles and they talked about books and magical theory.
Phedre caught herself gazing at Nithys’ mouth far too often.The subtle rise and fall of her lips, a quiet laughter hidden behind a delicate hand, a hint of teeth.
She looked up and met Phedre’s gaze and even after all those years, it still sent butterflies through her stomach.
The urge to jump right through puddings and chocolate covered fruits, pull her up and kiss her seemed overwhelming. Phedre’s hand shook and she excused herself from the table to catch some fresh air.
Not making a scene here.
Her cheeks felt flushed and darkened by wine and desire. Thankfully the royal gardens offered enough space to clear her thoughts and none of the guards commenting on her presence.
“Running away?” Nithys had followed her, not even trying to quieten her movements.
“Protecting your reputation.” Phedre took a step forward and put her arms around Nithys, playfully resting her head against the tiefling’s breasts.
“Are royal advisors allowed to kiss their girlfriends without causing a declaration of war?” Nithys laughed. “It’ll probably break a trading deal or two, but I’m sure Ebrus will survive.”
“Fantastic.”
And Phedre raised her neck and kissed her.
