alphabetsoup challenge: E for elliptical
alphabetsoup challenge: E for elliptical
Author: helgaleena
Fandom: Star Wars
pairing: Amidala/handmaiden
claim: prequels
rating: R
wordcount: 155
Setting: pre-Attack of the Clones
Sometimes it seemed as if the work she had to do in the Galactic Senate amounted to nothing but running in circles, very slowly. There were dozens of layers beneath the eminences representing their systems or their nations, hundreds of influences pulling each of them in any number of directions, all subject to change with the rise and fall of personal fortunes or regional conflicts. It was worse than navigating Naboo's inner oceans.
All she wanted to do at the end of each day was hide in her chambers, under the covers, tracing around the slopes of Motee, letting Motee map her own curves and plains with silken touches. They would negotiate impotant borders, circumnavigate nipples and pudenda, go spelunking, achieving mutual harmony in minutes, instead of months or years.
With Motee, promises were easy to give, and to fulfill. Between each other's thighs, there was balance, not just detente. A kiss was a kiss.
Author: helgaleena
Fandom: Star Wars
pairing: Amidala/handmaiden
claim: prequels
rating: R
wordcount: 155
Setting: pre-Attack of the Clones
Sometimes it seemed as if the work she had to do in the Galactic Senate amounted to nothing but running in circles, very slowly. There were dozens of layers beneath the eminences representing their systems or their nations, hundreds of influences pulling each of them in any number of directions, all subject to change with the rise and fall of personal fortunes or regional conflicts. It was worse than navigating Naboo's inner oceans.
All she wanted to do at the end of each day was hide in her chambers, under the covers, tracing around the slopes of Motee, letting Motee map her own curves and plains with silken touches. They would negotiate impotant borders, circumnavigate nipples and pudenda, go spelunking, achieving mutual harmony in minutes, instead of months or years.
With Motee, promises were easy to give, and to fulfill. Between each other's thighs, there was balance, not just detente. A kiss was a kiss.