Double Entendre
Title: Double Entendre
Author: robinfanatic
Characters/Pairings: Little John/Queen Eleanor
Rating: pg-13
Words: 100
Disclaimer: BBC & TA own; I just want to play in their universe
Notes: written for Midsummer of Love on treatljohnright to share the OTP that should capture everyone's heart. Author will not be responsible if readers interpret this other than in the manner it is presented. :)
Summary: a few words of dialogue and action in 2x11 (in the forest...on the trail...ahem) that must have seen the cutting room floor.
"The view is splendid," Eleanor said.
"View, Your Majesty?" John said, breathless.
"I'd never imagined myself in this position."
You didn't, he thought. "Of course not." John realized his legs felt a bit weak. This was not the time to lose his strength. What would the queen think of him if he just gave out? He'd never forgive himself. He had to keep pushing.
The others would never let him live this down. Big Bear indeed.
Her hands...there...moving lower...gripping tightly... Oh...
This queen would return to Aquitaine and tell stories of the big bear she once rode in Sherwood.
Author: robinfanatic
Characters/Pairings: Little John/Queen Eleanor
Rating: pg-13
Words: 100
Disclaimer: BBC & TA own; I just want to play in their universe
Notes: written for Midsummer of Love on treatljohnright to share the OTP that should capture everyone's heart. Author will not be responsible if readers interpret this other than in the manner it is presented. :)
Summary: a few words of dialogue and action in 2x11 (in the forest...on the trail...ahem) that must have seen the cutting room floor.
"The view is splendid," Eleanor said.
"View, Your Majesty?" John said, breathless.
"I'd never imagined myself in this position."
You didn't, he thought. "Of course not." John realized his legs felt a bit weak. This was not the time to lose his strength. What would the queen think of him if he just gave out? He'd never forgive himself. He had to keep pushing.
The others would never let him live this down. Big Bear indeed.
Her hands...there...moving lower...gripping tightly... Oh...
This queen would return to Aquitaine and tell stories of the big bear she once rode in Sherwood.