A/N: Right, before I begin, this story was a request by a close friend of mine, Star, who initially requested I make this story as cringy and poorly written as possible as a joke story. I couldn't do that, and she allowed me to write it properly. Next, this story is designed to make fun of Fifty Shades of Grey's poor representation of a consentual relationship, and as such, will draw elements from the franchise, but has heavy modifications. Next, this story is not meant to infringe upon copyright, all rights belong to their respective owners, it is written as a joke, for entertainment purposes.
"Ah, young Lady... we've been expecting your arrival. Please, this way."
She clutched a letter inside her hoodie pocket, her face mostly covered by the hood, not saying a word as she was escorted through the front hall of the large, opulent mansion she had been requested to visit in the very letter between her fingers. The domestic servant, having greeted her, said nothing during the entire walk up to the second floor, through a few corridors, and finally, through the large double doors of some sort of office.
Her gaze lingered only for a moment on the sharply dressed man at the door beside her, travelling along the scope of her hood's limits until she laid her eyes upon two individuals that clearly gave off the body language that they were waiting for her to approach them at the desk at their end of the room.
She could feel herself tensing as she silently approached, but somehow stopped herself from taking the empty chair that had been set in front of the large, polished desk that the man and woman were waiting opposite to her.
"Good day, Miss Black Rock Shooter. I see you've accepted our invitation. Please, sit." The man spoke, his voice deep, but oddly calming to her. So, she sat down, nervously perched on the edge of the comfortable leather, her hands still nervously in her pocket, gripping the letter even tighter than moments ago. "My name is Julius Iron. I am the High Mage of the city. This is my wife, Lilith."
Black Rock Shooter's hooded head turned very slightly towards where Lilith was standing, and minutely tilted downwards in a small nod of acknowledgement before turning back to Julius.
"Now then, I'll have to ask that you please give the letter I had sent to you, as a means of proof it's really you." Julius held out his hand, and Black Rock Shooter hesitated for a tiny moment before slowly extending her hand from within her pocket, and slowly placed the page in his awaiting palm. In doing so, the black scales on the back of her hand were briefly shown, but she returned it to her pocket almost immediately. "Thank you. Now, straight to the point, why I invited you here." He unfoled the page, scanned it quickly, then placed it off to the side of the desk's surface, out of the way. "I've had my eye on you for a while now, and I am aware of your condition, as well as your heritage. So, if you are comfortable with it, could you please remove your hood, so I may at least speak to you face to face?"
Black Rock Shooter immediately shook her head back and forth.
"Very well, I can respect your choices. But, since you use your hands to communicate, would it be acceptable to at least remove your hands from your pocket?" Julius was still speaking in that same calming voice, so after a moment of no response, she slowly brought both hands out onto her lap, nervously clasping them together.
"Thank you. Now, firstly, I have taken steps to ensure the ability for myself and Lilith to comprehend your use of sign language, but we are well aware that you are not deaf by any means. So, with that being said, you can sign to us and we will be able to fully translate." Julius explained, to which Lilith nodded once in agreement. "Secondly, we are also aware of your heritage, and by no means wish to make you feel uncomfortable. I respect you, and wish that this meeting proceed smoothly for yourself and for us as well."
Black Rock Shooter's head lifted very slightly, almost as if her curiosity had been piqued by that statement. But, other than her small movement, she gave no reply or acknowledgement.
"Before I proceed, would you care for any refreshments?" Julius asked suddenly, which definitely got Black Rock Shooter's attention, given the lifting of her head even further, which, for the briefest moment, revealed one of her striking blue eyes under the shadow of the hood, in which she blinked in surprise before slowly raising her hands to sign her reply.
[I'm fine for now, thank you.]
"Very well, the offer is open at any time from here on." Julius nodded once as he clasped his hands together in his lap, still giving her his undivided attention. "May I present the main topic that I wished to discuss with you today?"
Black Rock Shooter tilted her head forward far enough to visibly indicate she was nodding in agreement.
"I wish to... how do I word this without using dated terms...?" Julius paused for a moment, considering what to say, but Lilith spoke up, her voice beautifully musical and elegant.
"We want you to be our girlfriend. A relationship."
Black Rock Shooter didn't sign her reply right away. She was completely immobile for a moment, taking visibly steadying breaths before raising one hand to pull back her hood to reveal her face.
Like the back of her hands, part of her face along her jaw was adorned with black scales, and poking out of her hair were two short horns, and her brilliant blue eyes were razor thin, reptilian slits... She was part dragon.
With a visible, nervous gulp, she looked back and forth between them with just her eyes before lifting her hands to start signing. [I don't understand what you mean.]
"It's just as we say. We want to start a relationship with you." Julius replied. "Of course, there's particulars to address, but first and foremost, we will clarify any questions or concerns you have."
[So you want to date me? Why? I'm not...] Black Rock Shooter's hands paused for a moment before she finished her sentence. [... Normal.]
"You don't have to be normal to garner the attention of another, my dear." Lilith place a hand over her chest, near her throat. "In fact, what caught our eye about you is what attracts us so. We aren't normal either, and that's just fine for us."
[And you don't care about... my scales? or my sign language?]
"My dear, have you not noticed my ears?" Lilith smiled, placing the same hand over her mouth as she giggled slightly. "I'm half-elf... Drow, specifically."
Of course, that comment drew Black Rock Shooter's gaze to Lilith's ears; long, pointed, and standing at a high angle away from the sides of her head.
[But I'm half-dragon... doesn't that matter?]
"No. Not in the slightest, in fact, it attracts us even more to you." Julius smiled very slightly. "We are both drawn to you, and both of us wish to express that attraction to you, in our own, personal ways."
[But... there's one of me, and two of you...]
"It's called a 'polyamorous relationship', my dear. Multiple lovers. If you wish to have this relationship, and you chose to accept us, then we'll go over the particulars of it. But to even do that, you must agree with the idea, we're not going to force ourselves upon you. It's your choice to make." Lilith explained, lowering her hand and smiling at the younger woman seated before her.
Black Rock Shooter looked down at her hands, her expression clearly one of intense thought. After several seconds of silence, Julius spoke up. "If you need time to think it over, we won't force you to stay here in unfamiliar territory. You're free to come back with your decision..."
With her first quick movement, Black Rock Shooter's hand flashed up, palm out, in a clear and obvious 'stop' gesture, before she fully raised her head and stared directly at him before beginning to sign. [Thank you for that, but I've already decided. I accept the offer to have this... P.O.L.Y.A.M.O.R.U.S relationship with you two.]
"If I may, since I mentioned we're able to translate sign language, this is how you sign 'Polyamorous'." Julius demonstrated the proper sign for the new word, since Black Rock Shooter had clearly never heard it used, thus had to spell it out in sign, but had spelled it incorrectly. "And, if you're willing, shall we continue with the particulars that Lilith mentioned? Or would you wish to retire for the day, and return at a later time, so you may process and prepare for what lies ahead?"
[I'm fine. Let's continue.] Black Rock Shooter shook her head, then vaguely gestured her upward facing palm towards the desk between them.
"Very well, first and foremost, I have something for you to read. It's a contract." Julius opened a drawer in his desk and produced a file folder with some papers within it. He withdrew the papers from it, and presented them to the young woman before him, along with a pen from inside his suit jacket. "I'd ask that you read this, and we can begin discussing the terms, including any amendments that need to be made."
[A contract? Why do I get the feeling this isn't the first one you've slid across that desk?] Black Rock Shooter signed before accepting the papers, and began reading. She was surprised to find it was in a vocabulary that wasn't above her head, and listened to Julius' reply to her cheeky question.
"In this context, yes, it isn't the first of it's kind. But, this desk has seen many a contract slid both ways." Julius chuckled, allowing her to finish reading the rules and conditions of the contract regarding the polyamorous relationship. He knew she would have questions or red flags to address, so he and Lilith patiently watched her read the entire contract, word for word, twice, then placed the papers back on the desk and clasped her fingers together, just like Julius was doing, and crossed her legs at the knee in a sassy manner, while her expression was clearly deep in thought, her gaze idly travelling around the room, lingering on nothing in particular until she inhaled through her nose, filling her lungs, then reversed it, which let out a shimmering wave of heat in the process.
[I have no major questions for this arrangement, but I do not agree with one particular point. I wish to address it immediately.] Black Rock Shooter signed, and her expression was quite calm despite the wording she was using in her response.
"Which point exactly?" Julius asked, glancing at the pages, despite knowing them from back to front. He wrote it, obviously.
[Section six, paragragh two. Sexual relations outside of our designated relationships.] Black Rock Shooter designated the particular area of concern. [What I want to know is why there's no mention of the three of us doing so together, instead of solely you and me, or Lilith and me.]
"You mean a threesome?" Julius raised an eyebrow, and showed her the sign for the new word. "Well... because every other recipient of this exact contract didn't want it, and despite it being offered early on, it was ignored for long enough to no longer be considered, and was thus removed. You clearly wish to reinstate it, and, if we're both willing, then by all means, it shall be readded for your contract as the first amendment. Lilith, would you be opposed to the amendment?" He turned to his wife, and she shook her head.
"I will gladly participate in threesomes, for her. I am not opposed."
With that, Julius nodded, and refocused on Black Rock Shooter again. "Anything else to address on the matter?"
[I want the freedom to decide on them entirely, whenever we're mutually able to, of course.] Black Rock Shooter let out another sigh of heated air, thinking for a moment before continuing to sign. [But, I'm willing to allow for wiggle room on this threesome amendment, it's open for discussion at any time.]
"I accept the terms. Lilith?" Julius nodded without even hesitating.
"As do I."
With that, Black Rock Shooter had nothing else stopping her from signing the contract in front of her, doing so without another delay, and slid the contract back to Julius along with the pen.
"I'll have the amendment drafted and added to this document, and the fresh copy filed and delivered to you, if you wish, Miss Black Rock Shooter." Julius shuffled the pages into a neat stack and returned them to the file folder before holding out his hand across the desk for her, which she accepted, only for him to adjust his grip and lean forward to kiss her knuckles without breaking eye contact with her. "Darling."
