8 - upwards to infinity
Welcome to our eighth prompt post.
As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real ( Read more... )
As ususal, here are a few things to keep in mind:
1) All fills for prompts of the earlier prompt posts go in the post the prompt was posted in. No re-posting or splitting up prompts and fills.
2) Self-prompt when you post unprompted fic. (This means posting what the fill is about in a first comment, like a real ( Read more... )
“Don’t be ungrateful,” Petra said with a broad grin, and dabbed her eyes dry with a flannel. “Sit up so I can wash your hair.”
Grumbling, Georgie complied, and soon found herself almost in Petra’s lap as shampoo was lathered gently through her hair. Minutes later, when Petra was slowly stroking conditioner through it, the very last of her irritation ebbed away, and she sighed contentedly. Then Petra’s hands, slippery with conditioner, began to massage her neck and shoulders, and it was as if her bones had melted.
“Hmm,” Petra mused after a few moments.
“What?”
“To think. I’ve been going to all that effort, when all I had to do to get you to make those lovely noises was wash your hair.”
“You...” Indignantly, Georgie gritted her teeth in resolute silence. She hadn’t even realised she was making those noises.
“Now you’re just being deliberately uncooperative,” Petra said, obviously smiling, and began to rinse out her hair. Once the water was running clear and conditioner-free again, she put the jug aside and nuzzled into the back of Georgie’s neck. “There’s no need for that.”
Before she could be undone by what Petra was doing to her neck, Georgie made an attempt to gain some sort of control. “Convince me, then.”
Petra laughed, and she could feel the vibrations against her skin. “Gladly.” Tracing one finger down Georgie’s spine, she kissed the top of her shoulder, and then just held her close for a moment. “Bed?”
“Thought you’d never ask...” Georgie carefully extricated herself and let Petra stand and step out of the bath. She had just climbed out herself when a warm, fluffy towel was thrown at her, and she caught it to wrap it round her body.
“Sit down,” Petra, wrapped in her own towel, invited, and joined her on the rim of the bath, wielding a smaller towel and a comb. Gently, she began to dry Georgie’s hair, detangling the dark waves with care, peppering her bare shoulders with sneaky kisses even as she worked.
“You’d better not be planning to try and get me on the bathroom floor after all.”
“As I said, always an option.”
Follow-up is not impossible if anyone wants it :)
Also, this http://lolitics-meme.livejournal.com/6006.html?thread=12243318#t12243318 is my head-canon for these two, so I had to refer to it...
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Follow up? Oh really now? Well, it would be terribly teasing of you to leave me hanging like that...
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Please miss, can I have some MOAR?
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Follow-up will be up on the new prompt post shortly. :)
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