Vignettes D/V
New vignettes, the most diverse batch in my opinion. Hope you all like.
A/N: the first one is very different from the rest. I was thinking about Noir films when it came to mind. Call it an experiment, it’s also AU. The rest are my regular D/V loveness.
Noir
The cigarette smoke shines a dusty blue in the light that the sign hanging over the bar provides. It is late and the only people out at this time are the people whose home and dreams are even darker than the streets.
She has always loved the bar, she remembers back when she was younger and her mother would let sit while she finished her set. She misses her mother’s voice, mysterious and full of tears, husky and soulful. She doesn’t sing like her mother, she doesn’t sing at all, not anymore. He always tells her she has a good voice the few times she has let him hear it, but she shies the compliments away.
Samantha is on stage now. Her voice is sweet and melodic, still there’s an undercurrent of hurt hidden in it too. With her golden hair and blue eyes many of the men call her “Angel”. But she’s an angel with scars. They’re friends, they met through him.
She’s waiting for him now. He’s always late. Buried in old books that make his eyes water because of all the dust they gather. With his books he forgets there is a world outside his messy apartment. Forgets that there is a world where she lives, or not lives, depending on the day.
Downing her drink she wonders how long she’ll have to wait tonight. Last time Jack had almost closed before he had shown up.
He doesn’t like the bar, at least at night; during the day he comes by it all the time to sit and eat and talk to Jack or TC. He likes to talk and she loves his voice. He can talk forever and she likes listening to him in bed, his chest vibrates with each word and she knows he’s alive. She knows she’s alive with him.
Just as Sam finishes her song she hears the door open. It’s raining outside and the raindrops shine blue on his skin. He looks otherworldly to her. He walks over to her and places his hand on her cheek- it’s a move they’ve always done, forever, unending; she turns her head and kisses his wrist. She stands and he wraps his arm around her slim waist and kisses her. He tastes like cigarettes, coffee, scotch, and rain. After the kiss she licks her lips to taste him again and lets him take her home. It’s almost sunrise, pre-dawn, and the streets blush blue.
She’ll sleep all day, naked and wrapped in his crisp white sheets. She’ll wake up at sunset. He’ll be sitting at his desk writing his next paper or novella, there’ll be a smudged glass of scotch, shining amber in the sunlight that flitters through the blinds, and mug of cold coffee next to him. She’ll get up and change and then walk back to the bar to once again hear Samantha sing on the stage that she used to play on, but will never sing on. She’ll sit and watch and drink and smoke. She’ll sit and wait for him to take her home.
Time-out
Daniel is vaguely aware that they’re making out in his office with the door unlocked and that anybody could walk in at any minute, but he really doesn’t care because right now Vala is sucking on his bottom lip and her hands are playing with his hair. Shifting her in his lap he runs his tongue over her lips asking for entrance, it is readily given and amazingly enough Vala presses even closer to him. His hands rest on the swell of her hips, his thumbs hooking under her waistband of her pants. Their tongues battle in a slow and sensual encounter and her nails scrap his skull, suppressing a shiver he moves to lean her against the table. His lips skim across her cheek, up her jaw line, making their way to the spot just behind her ear (she shivers), before they reach their destination at her pulse point. Here he sucks, licks and bites; the feel of his teeth scraping and pulling gently against her skin is animalistic, tender and oh so sexy. Vala lets out a tiny groan.
When she pulls away Daniel can’t help the confusion that spreads across his face, since when is Vala the prude one in this relationship.
“Darling, we can’t…” It makes Daniel feel typical male pride that her voice is coming out breathless and aroused, “You have no idea how much I want to, but we can’t.”
“Why not?” And if Daniel’s blood hadn’t been traveling south at the moment, he probably would have come up with the reason they couldn’t much faster, but as of right now it falls to Vala to clue in him.
“The kids for one, they’re due back at the house with Cam in about 20 minutes and last time I checked, this” Vala moves her hand back and forth motioning to the small distance between them with a sinful smile, “usually takes us much longer than 20 minutes.”
Daniel frowns, for about a second, before he moves back to kiss her. “Mitchell has a key, he can watch them for a little longer.” His voice deep and resolute. Vala smiles, she loves when Daniel gets all determined, especially when it involves her and this.
“You sure?” But she is already letting him push her back to lean her forearms on his desk while he begins pushing her shirt up, his lips cooling the trail his fingers burned.
“Mmmhmm sure.”
A Thousand Words
After Jacek leaves they have to clear out his apartment and make sure nothing “alien” is left behind. Daniel finds a box, it old and wooden and full of cravings that are definitely not human. He opens in his office later and is shocked to find that it’s full of picture. But unlike the pictures of Earth, these pictures play like a mini movie; he’s so stunned by the fact that he doesn’t comprehend what he’s really seeing. When he does, his mouth falls in shock, awe and disbelief.
This is Vala. A much younger Vala, but Vala all the same. He should give them to her, but his curiosity wins out (when has it not?) and looks though them.
A small dark hair girl toddling up to a beautiful woman who picks the child up and kisses her. This is Vala with her mother. Daniel can see the resemblance; they are both beautiful and striking women with sparkling eyes. Little Vala cuddles to her mom and smiles wide and bright. Daniel can fight his own smile.
The second picture is of a slightly older Vala, she must be 5 or 6 and she’s smiling triumphant. She looks to have lost a tooth and has a small bruise but she’s happy holding a big stick, suddenly the picture pans quickly and Daniel see two boys holding their noses and eyes respectively. It’s good to know she always been feisty, not taking crap even at 5.
The third picture is different, it’s looks to be raining and there’s a ten-year-old looking Vala huddled in the corner of what appears to be porch. The picture zooms in on her and she turns, she is surprised and crying. She tries to smile big but can’t succeed. Daniel can imagine Jacek saying, “Smile big for daddy”. The image changes abruptly and all you see now are shadows in the rain- the larger holding the smaller shaking one. Daniel knows that this was when it happened, when she first lost somebody she loved.
The fourth picture appears to be wedding and while Vala is not the main focus of it, Daniel can’t miss her. She’s hiding in the back scowling at the bride and groom, her father and what he guesses to be Adria. The original Adria is not at all like Daniel pictured, she is blonde for one and very beautiful and younger than he expected. When the picture Jacek wraps his free arm around his daughter and new bride, bringing them to the forefront Daniel can she the loathing in Adria’s eyes when Jacek kisses his daughter’s cheek while picture Vala smiles and rolls her eyes.
Daniel can’t look at the sixth picture for long. She must be eighteen or so, Vala looks happy and in love. The man holding her with adoration in his eyes is dark and handsome; he kisses her and Vala look back at him with equal love. Daniel puts the picture down; he knows that there won’t be a picture of Vala happy and in love again. Quetesh probably took soon after that picture was taken.
The seventh and last picture of Vala is of Vala now, well of Vala after she was freed from Quetesh. She is in leather, playing cards at a tavern and when she turns to the picture she just rolls her eyes and goes back to the game. She’s cold in the picture not caring to smile anymore, her life was taken from her and Daniel hates the distance in her eyes.
After he looks at the pictures he goes to take them to her.
“Hey I found this with some of the stuff Jacek left behind.” Vala looks at the pictures and tenses a bit before she takes them; she looks through them and stops. Her eyes grow moist and Daniel stops the urge to hug her.
“Here take these.” She hands them all back except one, the one with her mom, and this time Daniel doesn’t stop him himself from touching her cheek. They look at each other and for a second everything is revealed before Daniel blinks and leaves the room.
When he reaches his office he rests his head on the closed door in exhaustion because he just came to the realization he’s been hiding from: He is in love with Vala.
Whipped
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
“What? Daniel does it...”
“Daniel is whipped.”
“Whipped? He’s hurt?"
“What.. no.. It just means that you…. already know what whipped means.”
“Mitchell mentioned once too. And come on you’re doing good.”
“Why isn’t Daniel doing this again, or Sam for that matter… Damn it, hold still.”
“Sorry, and to answer your question, it’s because they’re off-world and you offered to watch me. I swear its like you all think I’m not capable of staying out of trouble for one day.”
“Are you?”
“Not the point.”
“Right.”
“Almost done? I’m kinda hungry.”
“Yeah, hold on. Just… one… second..”
That’s when they hear the door open; Jack’s and Vala’s heads whip around in perfect unison.
“What’s going on here?” Daniel looks both amused and surprised. Sam just has that grin that she know exactly what’s going on.
“Hello darling, Sam. Jack was just doing my feet.”
“What.. No! I wasn’t doing anything…” dropping Vala’s feet from his lap like hot potatoes, he points at the ex-thief, “there was no doing!”
Vala just rolls her eyes and puts a hand on her back for support, taking Jack’s extended one, she pulls her pregnant body up from the couch. “ I don’t know why you’re so flustered Jack, you did a really good job.” Vala peeks around her belly to look her now sparkly purple toes. Making her way to the kitchen she adds cheekily, “Thanks for recommending him, Sam.”
“Sam! You told!?”
A/N: the first one is very different from the rest. I was thinking about Noir films when it came to mind. Call it an experiment, it’s also AU. The rest are my regular D/V loveness.
Noir
The cigarette smoke shines a dusty blue in the light that the sign hanging over the bar provides. It is late and the only people out at this time are the people whose home and dreams are even darker than the streets.
She has always loved the bar, she remembers back when she was younger and her mother would let sit while she finished her set. She misses her mother’s voice, mysterious and full of tears, husky and soulful. She doesn’t sing like her mother, she doesn’t sing at all, not anymore. He always tells her she has a good voice the few times she has let him hear it, but she shies the compliments away.
Samantha is on stage now. Her voice is sweet and melodic, still there’s an undercurrent of hurt hidden in it too. With her golden hair and blue eyes many of the men call her “Angel”. But she’s an angel with scars. They’re friends, they met through him.
She’s waiting for him now. He’s always late. Buried in old books that make his eyes water because of all the dust they gather. With his books he forgets there is a world outside his messy apartment. Forgets that there is a world where she lives, or not lives, depending on the day.
Downing her drink she wonders how long she’ll have to wait tonight. Last time Jack had almost closed before he had shown up.
He doesn’t like the bar, at least at night; during the day he comes by it all the time to sit and eat and talk to Jack or TC. He likes to talk and she loves his voice. He can talk forever and she likes listening to him in bed, his chest vibrates with each word and she knows he’s alive. She knows she’s alive with him.
Just as Sam finishes her song she hears the door open. It’s raining outside and the raindrops shine blue on his skin. He looks otherworldly to her. He walks over to her and places his hand on her cheek- it’s a move they’ve always done, forever, unending; she turns her head and kisses his wrist. She stands and he wraps his arm around her slim waist and kisses her. He tastes like cigarettes, coffee, scotch, and rain. After the kiss she licks her lips to taste him again and lets him take her home. It’s almost sunrise, pre-dawn, and the streets blush blue.
She’ll sleep all day, naked and wrapped in his crisp white sheets. She’ll wake up at sunset. He’ll be sitting at his desk writing his next paper or novella, there’ll be a smudged glass of scotch, shining amber in the sunlight that flitters through the blinds, and mug of cold coffee next to him. She’ll get up and change and then walk back to the bar to once again hear Samantha sing on the stage that she used to play on, but will never sing on. She’ll sit and watch and drink and smoke. She’ll sit and wait for him to take her home.
Time-out
Daniel is vaguely aware that they’re making out in his office with the door unlocked and that anybody could walk in at any minute, but he really doesn’t care because right now Vala is sucking on his bottom lip and her hands are playing with his hair. Shifting her in his lap he runs his tongue over her lips asking for entrance, it is readily given and amazingly enough Vala presses even closer to him. His hands rest on the swell of her hips, his thumbs hooking under her waistband of her pants. Their tongues battle in a slow and sensual encounter and her nails scrap his skull, suppressing a shiver he moves to lean her against the table. His lips skim across her cheek, up her jaw line, making their way to the spot just behind her ear (she shivers), before they reach their destination at her pulse point. Here he sucks, licks and bites; the feel of his teeth scraping and pulling gently against her skin is animalistic, tender and oh so sexy. Vala lets out a tiny groan.
When she pulls away Daniel can’t help the confusion that spreads across his face, since when is Vala the prude one in this relationship.
“Darling, we can’t…” It makes Daniel feel typical male pride that her voice is coming out breathless and aroused, “You have no idea how much I want to, but we can’t.”
“Why not?” And if Daniel’s blood hadn’t been traveling south at the moment, he probably would have come up with the reason they couldn’t much faster, but as of right now it falls to Vala to clue in him.
“The kids for one, they’re due back at the house with Cam in about 20 minutes and last time I checked, this” Vala moves her hand back and forth motioning to the small distance between them with a sinful smile, “usually takes us much longer than 20 minutes.”
Daniel frowns, for about a second, before he moves back to kiss her. “Mitchell has a key, he can watch them for a little longer.” His voice deep and resolute. Vala smiles, she loves when Daniel gets all determined, especially when it involves her and this.
“You sure?” But she is already letting him push her back to lean her forearms on his desk while he begins pushing her shirt up, his lips cooling the trail his fingers burned.
“Mmmhmm sure.”
A Thousand Words
After Jacek leaves they have to clear out his apartment and make sure nothing “alien” is left behind. Daniel finds a box, it old and wooden and full of cravings that are definitely not human. He opens in his office later and is shocked to find that it’s full of picture. But unlike the pictures of Earth, these pictures play like a mini movie; he’s so stunned by the fact that he doesn’t comprehend what he’s really seeing. When he does, his mouth falls in shock, awe and disbelief.
This is Vala. A much younger Vala, but Vala all the same. He should give them to her, but his curiosity wins out (when has it not?) and looks though them.
A small dark hair girl toddling up to a beautiful woman who picks the child up and kisses her. This is Vala with her mother. Daniel can see the resemblance; they are both beautiful and striking women with sparkling eyes. Little Vala cuddles to her mom and smiles wide and bright. Daniel can fight his own smile.
The second picture is of a slightly older Vala, she must be 5 or 6 and she’s smiling triumphant. She looks to have lost a tooth and has a small bruise but she’s happy holding a big stick, suddenly the picture pans quickly and Daniel see two boys holding their noses and eyes respectively. It’s good to know she always been feisty, not taking crap even at 5.
The third picture is different, it’s looks to be raining and there’s a ten-year-old looking Vala huddled in the corner of what appears to be porch. The picture zooms in on her and she turns, she is surprised and crying. She tries to smile big but can’t succeed. Daniel can imagine Jacek saying, “Smile big for daddy”. The image changes abruptly and all you see now are shadows in the rain- the larger holding the smaller shaking one. Daniel knows that this was when it happened, when she first lost somebody she loved.
The fourth picture appears to be wedding and while Vala is not the main focus of it, Daniel can’t miss her. She’s hiding in the back scowling at the bride and groom, her father and what he guesses to be Adria. The original Adria is not at all like Daniel pictured, she is blonde for one and very beautiful and younger than he expected. When the picture Jacek wraps his free arm around his daughter and new bride, bringing them to the forefront Daniel can she the loathing in Adria’s eyes when Jacek kisses his daughter’s cheek while picture Vala smiles and rolls her eyes.
Daniel can’t look at the sixth picture for long. She must be eighteen or so, Vala looks happy and in love. The man holding her with adoration in his eyes is dark and handsome; he kisses her and Vala look back at him with equal love. Daniel puts the picture down; he knows that there won’t be a picture of Vala happy and in love again. Quetesh probably took soon after that picture was taken.
The seventh and last picture of Vala is of Vala now, well of Vala after she was freed from Quetesh. She is in leather, playing cards at a tavern and when she turns to the picture she just rolls her eyes and goes back to the game. She’s cold in the picture not caring to smile anymore, her life was taken from her and Daniel hates the distance in her eyes.
After he looks at the pictures he goes to take them to her.
“Hey I found this with some of the stuff Jacek left behind.” Vala looks at the pictures and tenses a bit before she takes them; she looks through them and stops. Her eyes grow moist and Daniel stops the urge to hug her.
“Here take these.” She hands them all back except one, the one with her mom, and this time Daniel doesn’t stop him himself from touching her cheek. They look at each other and for a second everything is revealed before Daniel blinks and leaves the room.
When he reaches his office he rests his head on the closed door in exhaustion because he just came to the realization he’s been hiding from: He is in love with Vala.
Whipped
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this.”
“What? Daniel does it...”
“Daniel is whipped.”
“Whipped? He’s hurt?"
“What.. no.. It just means that you…. already know what whipped means.”
“Mitchell mentioned once too. And come on you’re doing good.”
“Why isn’t Daniel doing this again, or Sam for that matter… Damn it, hold still.”
“Sorry, and to answer your question, it’s because they’re off-world and you offered to watch me. I swear its like you all think I’m not capable of staying out of trouble for one day.”
“Are you?”
“Not the point.”
“Right.”
“Almost done? I’m kinda hungry.”
“Yeah, hold on. Just… one… second..”
That’s when they hear the door open; Jack’s and Vala’s heads whip around in perfect unison.
“What’s going on here?” Daniel looks both amused and surprised. Sam just has that grin that she know exactly what’s going on.
“Hello darling, Sam. Jack was just doing my feet.”
“What.. No! I wasn’t doing anything…” dropping Vala’s feet from his lap like hot potatoes, he points at the ex-thief, “there was no doing!”
Vala just rolls her eyes and puts a hand on her back for support, taking Jack’s extended one, she pulls her pregnant body up from the couch. “ I don’t know why you’re so flustered Jack, you did a really good job.” Vala peeks around her belly to look her now sparkly purple toes. Making her way to the kitchen she adds cheekily, “Thanks for recommending him, Sam.”
“Sam! You told!?”