An Incomplete Collection of Improper Conversations (6,461) by Stonestrewn
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse
Relationships: Female Archer/Female Charge She's Protecting
Summary: Aud has been putting her archery skills out for hire for years. Escorting young noble ladies are routine jobs until she meets Yngvild, the impulsive, impetuous and charming Lady of the Star. Aud is smitten, and the feeling is mutual. Over the years their relationship grows in secret, stolen moments. Also: a royal murder, two wild escapes and several crude jokes.
Excerpt: Her charge propositions her the first night over dinner.
“Only if you want, of course,” Yngvild says, tucking her sleek dark hair behind her ear. Her emerald earrings glimmer in the lantern light. So do her deep brown eyes. “I’ll still make sure daddy gives you a good reference if you’d rather not.”
Aud swallows the spoonful of porridge she nearly choked on in her surprise.
“I thought you were a virgin,” she says, too thrown off balance to maintain proper tactfulness.
“Well, technically. I haven’t had a man’s cock inside me, so it counts. Right?”
The word ‘cock’ from the rose petal mouth of the Frostwell Valley virgin, daughter to Lord of the Star, is slightly surreal. Yngvild rests her pointy chin in her dainty hands, her flowing dress pooling around her small feet in delicate silk slippers.
“Right?” she asks again.
My fic for this year's Chocolatebox, for
lionessvalenti! I haven't had this much fun writing in a long time, and I've been floored by the positive response to it so far.
Many, many thanks to
chocochipbisquit for jumping in to give this a speedy, efficient beta with very little heads-up. A true hero and a friend.
Rating: Teen and Up Audiences
Warnings: Mentions of domestic abuse
Relationships: Female Archer/Female Charge She's Protecting
Summary: Aud has been putting her archery skills out for hire for years. Escorting young noble ladies are routine jobs until she meets Yngvild, the impulsive, impetuous and charming Lady of the Star. Aud is smitten, and the feeling is mutual. Over the years their relationship grows in secret, stolen moments. Also: a royal murder, two wild escapes and several crude jokes.
Excerpt: Her charge propositions her the first night over dinner.
“Only if you want, of course,” Yngvild says, tucking her sleek dark hair behind her ear. Her emerald earrings glimmer in the lantern light. So do her deep brown eyes. “I’ll still make sure daddy gives you a good reference if you’d rather not.”
Aud swallows the spoonful of porridge she nearly choked on in her surprise.
“I thought you were a virgin,” she says, too thrown off balance to maintain proper tactfulness.
“Well, technically. I haven’t had a man’s cock inside me, so it counts. Right?”
The word ‘cock’ from the rose petal mouth of the Frostwell Valley virgin, daughter to Lord of the Star, is slightly surreal. Yngvild rests her pointy chin in her dainty hands, her flowing dress pooling around her small feet in delicate silk slippers.
“Right?” she asks again.
My fic for this year's Chocolatebox, for
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Many, many thanks to
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