Fic: Lavender
I'm deliciously bent”
It is post-Retrace 54 and we still don’t know the true color of Leo’s eyes yet…
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Elliot and Leo were in the Nightray manor garden on a warm summer day, sitting under a tree and reading their respective books. There was a cool breeze wafting in from the north, and it was quite pleasant in the shade.
Leo looked over at his master, and found he’d fallen asleep, his book open on his chest. He took off his glasses so he could see Elliot better; his scattered chestnut brown hair, long eyelashes, smooth skin and delicate features.
So beautiful, he thought. I want to decorate him with flowers.
Leo set down his book and stood up quietly. Carefully - looking back to make sure he hadn’t woken his master - he crept over to a tall cluster of blooming lavender. He took some garden shears that the gardener had absent-mindedly neglected to put away and used them to clip some fragrant stalks. Then he tip-toed back to where Elliot was sleeping, knelt down and placed them on his chest.
He sat back on his heels and admired the way the colors of the lavender flowers and the jade green of their stalks and leaves combined with Elliot’s complexion. Elliot, you took my dark and miserable life and gave it splendor…
Elliot stirred and -- half-asleep -- put his hand on his chest where the flowers lay.
“Aaaahhhhooooow!” screamed Elliot, startled awake, eyes wide open. Lavender stalks fell to the ground as he clutched his hand in pain.
Leo jumped up and looked at Elliot’s hand, horrified to see a bee stinging his master’s finger. Without thinking, Leo grabbed another lavender stalk and used it to brush the bee off, then tried to suck the venom out with his own mouth.
“What are you doing?!” Elliot cried out, tears springing to his eyes. “What did you do to me?”
“Nothing,” said Leo, examining Elliot’s finger. “There must have been a bee on the lavender…”
“Fuuuuu…that hurts!” Elliot wiped his eyes, surprised at his own tears.
“I’m sorry,” said Leo, holding Elliot’s hand gingerly.
“What did you…” his master looked around at the scattered stalks of lavender flowers. “Why were those on top of me?”
“I wanted to…decorate you.” Leo looked down and blushed.
“Leo…” Elliot sighed, “you’re so weird sometimes.” He shook off his servant’s hand and picked up a stalk of lavender. He looked it over to see if it had any hidden bees - there were none - then tucked the flowers in to Leo’s hair. “I’m going to decorate you now. See how you like it.”
“Why don’t you just push a bee on my finger instead and make it sting me. Then we’d be even.”
“No. You’d like that too much. To get back at you properly, I have to make you feel really uncomfortable.”
“I’m uncomfortable sitting on my legs like this,” muttered Reo.
“Keep kneeling.”
“You want me to kneel…how about I bow, too.” Leo bent forward, bowing his head in obeisance.
“No. Sit up.” Elliot grasped Leo’s shoulders and pushed him upright. “I’m going to make you pretty. Like a girl. That's your punishment.”
Leo acquiesced to Elliot’s demands and soon sported a head of dark brown hair stuck through with lavender flowers.
Elliot grinned at his handiwork.
“That really brings out the color of your eyes, Leo. Lavender and jade…”
His servant blushed and rolled his eyes.
“You’re so irritating,” Leo mumbled, blushing.
“Ha!” laughed Elliot. “Stung you!”
Then he jumped up and ran off, with Leo chasing close behind, deliciously bent, leaving a trail of flowers behind him.
It is post-Retrace 54 and we still don’t know the true color of Leo’s eyes yet…
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Elliot and Leo were in the Nightray manor garden on a warm summer day, sitting under a tree and reading their respective books. There was a cool breeze wafting in from the north, and it was quite pleasant in the shade.
Leo looked over at his master, and found he’d fallen asleep, his book open on his chest. He took off his glasses so he could see Elliot better; his scattered chestnut brown hair, long eyelashes, smooth skin and delicate features.
So beautiful, he thought. I want to decorate him with flowers.
Leo set down his book and stood up quietly. Carefully - looking back to make sure he hadn’t woken his master - he crept over to a tall cluster of blooming lavender. He took some garden shears that the gardener had absent-mindedly neglected to put away and used them to clip some fragrant stalks. Then he tip-toed back to where Elliot was sleeping, knelt down and placed them on his chest.
He sat back on his heels and admired the way the colors of the lavender flowers and the jade green of their stalks and leaves combined with Elliot’s complexion. Elliot, you took my dark and miserable life and gave it splendor…
Elliot stirred and -- half-asleep -- put his hand on his chest where the flowers lay.
“Aaaahhhhooooow!” screamed Elliot, startled awake, eyes wide open. Lavender stalks fell to the ground as he clutched his hand in pain.
Leo jumped up and looked at Elliot’s hand, horrified to see a bee stinging his master’s finger. Without thinking, Leo grabbed another lavender stalk and used it to brush the bee off, then tried to suck the venom out with his own mouth.
“What are you doing?!” Elliot cried out, tears springing to his eyes. “What did you do to me?”
“Nothing,” said Leo, examining Elliot’s finger. “There must have been a bee on the lavender…”
“Fuuuuu…that hurts!” Elliot wiped his eyes, surprised at his own tears.
“I’m sorry,” said Leo, holding Elliot’s hand gingerly.
“What did you…” his master looked around at the scattered stalks of lavender flowers. “Why were those on top of me?”
“I wanted to…decorate you.” Leo looked down and blushed.
“Leo…” Elliot sighed, “you’re so weird sometimes.” He shook off his servant’s hand and picked up a stalk of lavender. He looked it over to see if it had any hidden bees - there were none - then tucked the flowers in to Leo’s hair. “I’m going to decorate you now. See how you like it.”
“Why don’t you just push a bee on my finger instead and make it sting me. Then we’d be even.”
“No. You’d like that too much. To get back at you properly, I have to make you feel really uncomfortable.”
“I’m uncomfortable sitting on my legs like this,” muttered Reo.
“Keep kneeling.”
“You want me to kneel…how about I bow, too.” Leo bent forward, bowing his head in obeisance.
“No. Sit up.” Elliot grasped Leo’s shoulders and pushed him upright. “I’m going to make you pretty. Like a girl. That's your punishment.”
Leo acquiesced to Elliot’s demands and soon sported a head of dark brown hair stuck through with lavender flowers.
Elliot grinned at his handiwork.
“That really brings out the color of your eyes, Leo. Lavender and jade…”
His servant blushed and rolled his eyes.
“You’re so irritating,” Leo mumbled, blushing.
“Ha!” laughed Elliot. “Stung you!”
Then he jumped up and ran off, with Leo chasing close behind, deliciously bent, leaving a trail of flowers behind him.