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storypaint) wrote2009-01-12 09:40 am
storypaint) wrote2009-01-12 09:40 am
Worthy to be Woo'd (Megara/Belle)
Title: Worthy to be Woo'd; or By Any Other Name
Length: 270 words
Fandom: Beauty and the Beast/Hercules: college students AU (Disney Hall)
Pairing/characters: Megara/Belle established
Rating: PG-13 for implied sex
Warnings: implied sex
Prompt/challenge you're answering: no_true_pair: Megara and Belle with the title, "By Any Other Name"
Excerpt: The two of them had very different attitudes about the arts, and it showed. One night as Megara sat sketching, co
The two of them had very different attitudes about the arts, and it showed. One night as Megara sat sketching, considering her girlfriend, she said, "I don't know how you read that stuff."
Belle was focused on a book by Shakespeare, like usual. The only thing different about it than any other night was her casual nudity. Clad only in her underpants, her back curled gently, stark white in the moonlight. Megara was sketching in the sweep of hair down Belle's back as she spoke.
"Meg, this is a classic. 'What's in a name? that which we call a rose / by any other name would smell as sweet..'"
"But if you called it a cactus, people would be less likely to smell it," Meg said practically, smudging at her lines.
Belle laughed, lifting her neck and changing the shadows.
"Stay still," Meg said, but instead Belle got up and strode toward her artist. Her slender legs, her gentle ankles, the easy swell of her breasts-- Meg had to draw her over and over again, to strive for all of her secrets. She was the most beautiful person Meg knew.
Right now, the breasts she'd drawn hundreds of times were moving into reach, attached to a woman who was very, very real. Meg set her pencil down and rose to embrace Belle, reaching down to pull Belle's underwear down to her knees. Belle shivered in anticipation as Meg trailed kisses across her fair cheekbones.
"'She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd,'" she mumbled as Meg's lips found her breast, and the night ended with its own particular poetry.
Length: 270 words
Fandom: Beauty and the Beast/Hercules: college students AU (Disney Hall)
Pairing/characters: Megara/Belle established
Rating: PG-13 for implied sex
Warnings: implied sex
Prompt/challenge you're answering: no_true_pair: Megara and Belle with the title, "By Any Other Name"
Excerpt: The two of them had very different attitudes about the arts, and it showed. One night as Megara sat sketching, co
The two of them had very different attitudes about the arts, and it showed. One night as Megara sat sketching, considering her girlfriend, she said, "I don't know how you read that stuff."
Belle was focused on a book by Shakespeare, like usual. The only thing different about it than any other night was her casual nudity. Clad only in her underpants, her back curled gently, stark white in the moonlight. Megara was sketching in the sweep of hair down Belle's back as she spoke.
"Meg, this is a classic. 'What's in a name? that which we call a rose / by any other name would smell as sweet..'"
"But if you called it a cactus, people would be less likely to smell it," Meg said practically, smudging at her lines.
Belle laughed, lifting her neck and changing the shadows.
"Stay still," Meg said, but instead Belle got up and strode toward her artist. Her slender legs, her gentle ankles, the easy swell of her breasts-- Meg had to draw her over and over again, to strive for all of her secrets. She was the most beautiful person Meg knew.
Right now, the breasts she'd drawn hundreds of times were moving into reach, attached to a woman who was very, very real. Meg set her pencil down and rose to embrace Belle, reaching down to pull Belle's underwear down to her knees. Belle shivered in anticipation as Meg trailed kisses across her fair cheekbones.
"'She's beautiful, and therefore to be woo'd,'" she mumbled as Meg's lips found her breast, and the night ended with its own particular poetry.