Fic: Twice blessed
Fic: Twice Blessed
Pairing: Steph/Cass
Continuity/Spoilers: Pre War-Games
Warnings/Rating: nudity, naked touching, sappiness
Author's notes: Betad by notassuch and jamjar.
It's raining, and it's a warm rain, blood warm. That's kind of a gross thought, but the rain is ... nice. A splash, and Cass joins her on the rooftop.
"Cass? Why aren't you in ... uniform?"
Clothes, she means, but doesn't say. Cass is just wearing her underwear, black bra and panties and is grinning like a fool.
Cass mimes pushing back her cowl. "The rain." Cass turns up her face to the sky.
Steph looks around to see if the there's a clear line of sight to the street.
"No one will see me. Too dark!" Cass' teeth and eyes shine. "Come, dance in water with me!"
"You can't just-- " Steph is being pulled along helplessly
"You can't just walk barefoot, there's beer bottles and stuff! You could get--"
Cass twirls, with one foot behind her ear like a ice skater, face turned to the sky.
The lightning limns her and then the thunder shakes Steph's breath.
Cass dances across the roof, splashing puddles as high as she can for sheer joy of it, and fuck it, Steph peels off Spoiler's cloak and stands in her civvies. The wind tears her hair and the rain soaks her nearly immediately.
She doesn't have the grace Cass does, but she feels it too, and tries a little twirl. Spoiler's boots are too heavy, but they make large and satisfying splashes.
"Yes!" sings Cass, and dances back over. She clasps Steph about the waist and leads her in a romp across the roof, twirls her about, and they romp back.
Steph feels like giant dancing with a nymph. Not only is Cass more nimble, but she's barefoot and Steph is wearing boots. But after a little bit of watching her feet, she quickly realizes that Cass can look after herself, and the only way to this is to watch the sky.
The lighting shows Cass, hair plastered, skin shining with rain. Steph is wet but feels glorious. They dance until breathless and then Cass leads them down a ladder, down an alley, and to her discarded uniform.
Her bike is behind a dumpster. "Come?" Steph does.
Cass' bare skin is slick, and the machine beneath them is powerful, and it's the same feeling as the the thunder.
When they climb down into Cass' bat hole, Steph's clothes have begun to feel chill.
Cass gives her a towel, and takes off her underclothes, stands naked.
"You're cold," says Cass.
Steph pulls off her wet t-shirt and drops it with an audible squish.
"I could... make you warm?" asks Cass.
"What would..." Cass is warm and bright and golden in her silent steel cave.
Cass darts forward, and for a moment, presses her naked breasts against Steph's sports bra, and her lips against Steph's. "Warm," says Cass.
"Yes, " says Steph, and pulls Cass closer. "Let's get warm."
Pairing: Steph/Cass
Continuity/Spoilers: Pre War-Games
Warnings/Rating: nudity, naked touching, sappiness
Author's notes: Betad by notassuch and jamjar.
It's raining, and it's a warm rain, blood warm. That's kind of a gross thought, but the rain is ... nice. A splash, and Cass joins her on the rooftop.
"Cass? Why aren't you in ... uniform?"
Clothes, she means, but doesn't say. Cass is just wearing her underwear, black bra and panties and is grinning like a fool.
Cass mimes pushing back her cowl. "The rain." Cass turns up her face to the sky.
Steph looks around to see if the there's a clear line of sight to the street.
"No one will see me. Too dark!" Cass' teeth and eyes shine. "Come, dance in water with me!"
"You can't just-- " Steph is being pulled along helplessly
"You can't just walk barefoot, there's beer bottles and stuff! You could get--"
Cass twirls, with one foot behind her ear like a ice skater, face turned to the sky.
The lightning limns her and then the thunder shakes Steph's breath.
Cass dances across the roof, splashing puddles as high as she can for sheer joy of it, and fuck it, Steph peels off Spoiler's cloak and stands in her civvies. The wind tears her hair and the rain soaks her nearly immediately.
She doesn't have the grace Cass does, but she feels it too, and tries a little twirl. Spoiler's boots are too heavy, but they make large and satisfying splashes.
"Yes!" sings Cass, and dances back over. She clasps Steph about the waist and leads her in a romp across the roof, twirls her about, and they romp back.
Steph feels like giant dancing with a nymph. Not only is Cass more nimble, but she's barefoot and Steph is wearing boots. But after a little bit of watching her feet, she quickly realizes that Cass can look after herself, and the only way to this is to watch the sky.
The lighting shows Cass, hair plastered, skin shining with rain. Steph is wet but feels glorious. They dance until breathless and then Cass leads them down a ladder, down an alley, and to her discarded uniform.
Her bike is behind a dumpster. "Come?" Steph does.
Cass' bare skin is slick, and the machine beneath them is powerful, and it's the same feeling as the the thunder.
When they climb down into Cass' bat hole, Steph's clothes have begun to feel chill.
Cass gives her a towel, and takes off her underclothes, stands naked.
"You're cold," says Cass.
Steph pulls off her wet t-shirt and drops it with an audible squish.
"I could... make you warm?" asks Cass.
"What would..." Cass is warm and bright and golden in her silent steel cave.
Cass darts forward, and for a moment, presses her naked breasts against Steph's sports bra, and her lips against Steph's. "Warm," says Cass.
"Yes, " says Steph, and pulls Cass closer. "Let's get warm."