Sin City - Wendy/Goldie - Cleansed
Title: Cleansed
Fandom: Sin City
Character: Wendy/Goldie
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 - #450 remainder: #441: bathe
Challenge/Prompt: 100_women - #020: clean
It is almost a holy ritual for Goldie and Wendy after a long working day. They retreat to their little flat in Old Town and undress each other in the bathroom. Neither of them speaks a word as one lets hot water fill the tub and the other chooses perfumed bath salt.
Then they get in together and enjoy the relaxation of their muscles, how all the stress just falls off of them. They wash each other thoroughly, rub their skin as to cleanse themselves from the dirt and the sins of their doing they call ‘make a living’.
“One of the priests blessed me today,” Goldie says and washes Wendy’s hair.
Her twin just snorts. “I can imagine how he blessed you …”
Goldie chuckles lightly. “Not like that. But you know, it got me thinking. Do you think we’ll have to pay for our sins in the afterlife?”
“That would suck. It’s already hell we’re living in now, so what would be the point if nothing’s gonna change when we’re dead?”
“Maybe we should confess our sins to a priest.”
“Yeah, right. And after that he can confess his sick desires to us so we can make a price.”
Goldie sighs. “He called me angel. I kinda liked that.”
“Don’t be so naïve. I hope you didn’t take less money.”
“Of course not.”
“Good.” Wendy turns around and looks at her sister with sad eyes. “You’re MY angel.”
“And you’re mine,” she answers as they embrace each other.
Fandom: Sin City
Character: Wendy/Goldie
Word Count: 250
Rating: PG
Challenge/Prompt: femslash100 - #450 remainder: #441: bathe
Challenge/Prompt: 100_women - #020: clean
It is almost a holy ritual for Goldie and Wendy after a long working day. They retreat to their little flat in Old Town and undress each other in the bathroom. Neither of them speaks a word as one lets hot water fill the tub and the other chooses perfumed bath salt.
Then they get in together and enjoy the relaxation of their muscles, how all the stress just falls off of them. They wash each other thoroughly, rub their skin as to cleanse themselves from the dirt and the sins of their doing they call ‘make a living’.
“One of the priests blessed me today,” Goldie says and washes Wendy’s hair.
Her twin just snorts. “I can imagine how he blessed you …”
Goldie chuckles lightly. “Not like that. But you know, it got me thinking. Do you think we’ll have to pay for our sins in the afterlife?”
“That would suck. It’s already hell we’re living in now, so what would be the point if nothing’s gonna change when we’re dead?”
“Maybe we should confess our sins to a priest.”
“Yeah, right. And after that he can confess his sick desires to us so we can make a price.”
Goldie sighs. “He called me angel. I kinda liked that.”
“Don’t be so naïve. I hope you didn’t take less money.”
“Of course not.”
“Good.” Wendy turns around and looks at her sister with sad eyes. “You’re MY angel.”
“And you’re mine,” she answers as they embrace each other.