Author: Bitterfig
Title: Bored Games
Fandom: True Blood
Pairing: Sookie/Sophie-Anne
Summary: A game of Candy Land with the Queen of Louisiana challenges some of Sookie’s ideas about herself.
Beta Reader: Fedink
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Mentions of sex and sexuality.
Author’s Note: Written for
10,000 Lilies: A Femslash Porn Battle for the prompt “True Blood, Sookie/Sophie-Anne, bored games.”
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. Any illegal acts taking place within that fiction are NOT condoned by the author. Depictions of any questionable, illegal, or potentially illegal activity in said fiction does not mean that I condone, promote, support, participate in, or approve of said activity. I grasp the distinction between fiction and reality and trust that readers will do the same.
Bored Games
Left alone with the Queen of Louisiana for the first time Sookie attempted to make small talk.
“You have a lovely home, your majesty,” she said awkwardly. “I hope you have time to enjoy it. You must be awfully busy what with running your kingdom and all.”
“My kingdom runs itself,” Sophie-Anne said languidly. “That’s what underlings are for.”
“Oh, well what do you do with yourself all day? I mean all night?”
“You mean besides your cousin Hadley?” Sophie-Anne asked wickedly. As she’d hoped Sookie blushed. “There’s also masturbation….” Sookie’s blush deepened but she stood her ground.
“Please, ma’am,” she said. “I don’t like that sort of talk. Let’s keep this conversation decent.”
Sophie-Anne rolled her eyes.
“Bored games,” she said.
“What was that?”
“I play bored games. B-O-R-E-D games.”
“Oh I get it, you mean like Monotony.”
“I’ve never heard of that one.”
“It was a joke. Bored Games; Monotony instead of Monopoly. Lifeless instead of Life. Yawnzee instead of Yahtzee.”
Sophie-Anne smiled condescendingly.
“And Eric assured me you had no sense of humor.” She said.
Sookie frowned but tried to be pleasant.
“I love games like that,” she said. “Most of them are pure chance so I can play without worrying about cheating by reading the other person’s mind. I can’t play something like Pictionary ‘cause I’ll pull the answers right out of the other person’s head.”
“How horrible for you.”
“Maybe we could play a game now, to pass the time till Bill gets back.”
“Candy Land,” Sophie-Anne decreed, gesturing towards a cabinet containing a stack of board games. Sookie hopped to her feet, got the game from the shelf then set up the board and shuffled the cards.
“I spin first.” Sophie-Anne said.
“Yes, ma’am.” Sookie demurely agreed.
“The loser goes down on the winner.”
“What?”
“Do you not hear well? Such a shame. I said the loser goes down on the winner.”
“You mean…” Sookie pointed vaguely in the direction of her lap, “goes down on as in goes down on….”
“You’re really not very bright.”
“I know what you mean I’m just, I’m just struck dumb. I don’t go down on anyone over a game of Candy Land. I don’t go down on anyone but Bill…”
“I see, you’re in a monotonous relationship.” Sophie-Anne sneered. “That’s a joke, just like yours. Monotonous instead of monogamous. I’m surprised. Eric had hinted that you were a little more open.” Sookie blushed again.
“Maybe I’ve let Eric cross the line here and there,” she admitted. “But that’s different. Eric is a man, I’m attracted to men. I don’t think of women that way.”
“You think of me that way,” Sophie-Anne said as she spun the Candy Land spinner, moved her piece forward five spaces and sailed upward to the second tier of the game.
“I do not.”
“I’m no telepath, but I know women. You think I’m beautiful.”
“Well, yes,” Sookie admitted. “You’re very beautiful but I can appreciate that without wanting to have sex with you.”
“Take your turn.”
“Okay, sorry.” Sookie spun and advanced a mere three spaces.
“You’re curious about me and Hadley too. I could see it in your eyes when I mentioned her.”
“It surprised me, finding out about you and Hadley. I mean she was wild but she and I were brought up the same way. I didn’t think she had it in her.”
“Everyone has it in them,” Sophie-Anne said, taking her turn. “To say otherwise is to deceive yourself.”
“I know myself. I’m not interested in girls.”
“Hadley told me that when you were small the two of you…”
“That was kid stuff,” Sookie cried. “We were just practicing kissing, to do it with boys. Hadley had no right to tell you about that.”
“She didn’t, you did.” Sophie-Anne said triumphantly. “I’m winning.”
“I’m not playing.”
“You’re curious, you’re attracted to me, and you’re playing.”
Sookie took her turn. Sophie-Anne smiled like a very satisfied cat as she moved her piece forward.
“If I win, no biting,” Sookie said.