Leigh!fic | Into the Darkness (1/1) | Julian Vaisey/Astoria Greengrass
Title: Into the Darkness (1/1)
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Julian Vaisey/Astoria Greengrass
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 438
Summary: She dresses to please him.
Author’s Notes: Written as a gift for elle_blessing as part of Humpathon 2015 at hp_humpdrabbles -- the prompt was Good For You by Selena Gomez.
Astoria Greengrass stood in the middle of the darkened bedroom, her dress a mess on the floor. She couldn't see him in the shadows, watching her -- as he always had. It would have given any other woman pause, to know a man like Julian Vaisey was watching her every move.
But here, with the cool air blowing in through the open balcony doors, it only made her skin prickle in anticipation.
Dark eyes fell on the two glasses of red wine, abandoned on the dressing table. There was a smudge of burgundy lipstick on the rim of one where her lips had sipped from his favorite vintage of Chianti. Behind the glasses, she could see her reflection in the mirror; hair coiffed artfully around her face, clad in silk lingerie with her dress -- his favorite, skintight -- in a puddle at her feet.
In the silence, she could hear the beating of her heart and the wind outside the house. But then, a soft voice broke that quiet. "You were perfect tonight."
Her head turned to her right, glancing over her shoulder at the shadows. "Are you implying I'm not perfect at other times?" she queried in an amused tone. She could feel his eyes on her, lingering on the curve of her hips. With a playful smile, her hand rose to gently push the strap of her bra down one arm.
"Stop."
Astoria's brow rose. "You do not wish to see my skin bare? How unlike you."
He chuckled, and the sound slid over her skin like chocolate -- low and sinful. "I intend to see you very bare for many hours yet, mi bella serpente. But first..." a tingle of magic brushed over her skin, and Astoria bit her lip to keep from sighing aloud at the pleasant sensation pooling low in her belly. "I want to look at you."
She still could not see him, but she could hear him. A whisper in the shadows as he moved around her, taking her in from every angle. Her skin tightened, nipples forming hard peaks under her wispy bra. Memories of prior nights, of what his hands on her body felt like -- and other caresses that brought heat and desire rushing forth, making her cheeks flush.
"It's for you," she admitted quietly. Raising her chin, she stared into the shadows. "It's always for you, Julian."
There was a woosh of gently falling cloth behind her, and Astoria turned toward the bed. A hand extended, and in a voice raspy with desire, Julian murmured, "Come to me, mia dolce."
And Astoria stepped into the darkness.
Author: Leigh, aka leigh_adams
Characters: Julian Vaisey/Astoria Greengrass
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 438
Summary: She dresses to please him.
Author’s Notes: Written as a gift for elle_blessing as part of Humpathon 2015 at hp_humpdrabbles -- the prompt was Good For You by Selena Gomez.
Astoria Greengrass stood in the middle of the darkened bedroom, her dress a mess on the floor. She couldn't see him in the shadows, watching her -- as he always had. It would have given any other woman pause, to know a man like Julian Vaisey was watching her every move.
But here, with the cool air blowing in through the open balcony doors, it only made her skin prickle in anticipation.
Dark eyes fell on the two glasses of red wine, abandoned on the dressing table. There was a smudge of burgundy lipstick on the rim of one where her lips had sipped from his favorite vintage of Chianti. Behind the glasses, she could see her reflection in the mirror; hair coiffed artfully around her face, clad in silk lingerie with her dress -- his favorite, skintight -- in a puddle at her feet.
In the silence, she could hear the beating of her heart and the wind outside the house. But then, a soft voice broke that quiet. "You were perfect tonight."
Her head turned to her right, glancing over her shoulder at the shadows. "Are you implying I'm not perfect at other times?" she queried in an amused tone. She could feel his eyes on her, lingering on the curve of her hips. With a playful smile, her hand rose to gently push the strap of her bra down one arm.
"Stop."
Astoria's brow rose. "You do not wish to see my skin bare? How unlike you."
He chuckled, and the sound slid over her skin like chocolate -- low and sinful. "I intend to see you very bare for many hours yet, mi bella serpente. But first..." a tingle of magic brushed over her skin, and Astoria bit her lip to keep from sighing aloud at the pleasant sensation pooling low in her belly. "I want to look at you."
She still could not see him, but she could hear him. A whisper in the shadows as he moved around her, taking her in from every angle. Her skin tightened, nipples forming hard peaks under her wispy bra. Memories of prior nights, of what his hands on her body felt like -- and other caresses that brought heat and desire rushing forth, making her cheeks flush.
"It's for you," she admitted quietly. Raising her chin, she stared into the shadows. "It's always for you, Julian."
There was a woosh of gently falling cloth behind her, and Astoria turned toward the bed. A hand extended, and in a voice raspy with desire, Julian murmured, "Come to me, mia dolce."
And Astoria stepped into the darkness.