Azahar kisses
Summary: The Legends find themselves in Al – Andalus during its best years. They have been sent there for a reason, but let's face it, they will probably create a mess, but this is the night before the actual mission. Oh and just a fair warning, Ava is on board too and there's a lot of fluff.
AN: Hello guys! This is my first time writing AvaLance, I am usually a supercorp writer, but I need a break from that show, so I decided to give it a go with Sara and Ava because I really like them together. I am sorry for any and all mistakes, but it's 3:30 am and the inspiration to write just hit me ( apparently the muse of writing isn't in my time zone) :D Well I hope you enjoy it, it's supposed to be a super fluffy one shot, but if you guys like it and decide you want to read more of my scribbling, I already have a few ideas about the second chapter of this story. I´m looking forward for your comments and kudos!
AN1: Okay, just a few historic facts, Al-Ḥakam ibn ʿAbd ar-Raḥmān never had kids with his wife - Rahdia, he had a son with concubine – Subh. I invented his daughter name for the sake of this story.
Chapter I: Sweet like the night
You know how when you're a kid, you're constantly surrounded by new, experiences, sensations and emotions. The first time you tried swimming on your own, using just your hands and feet to tread the water around you. The first time you try to peel an orange and wonder how on Earth your aunt made it seem so easy, the first time you manage to actually tie your shoe laces right. The first time you kissed someone you liked, the first time you felt the snow falling from the grey winter skies and the minuscule snowflakes melting instantly on your skin…
However, when you're an adult, there are not many times life can surprise you with a new emotion or sensation anymore. You have already played in the snow more times than you can imagine, you can tie your shoe laces with your eyes closed… You even perfected finishing your Latin homework in the morning, while brushing your teeth with your left hand, while struggling to make yourself a poor excuse of a sandwich for your lunch break, all the while you were somehow looking for your keys too. See, school did teach multitasking if nothing else. Moreover, in Sara's case, well, she had her fair share of kisses too, with both boys and girls, it was safe to assume that she wasn't from the people who get surprised easily.
Yet, here she was. Standing on the flat rooftop of one of the most famous periods of history, the glorious days of Al-Ḥakam ibn ʿAbd ar-Raḥmān, one of the greatest rulers of Al – Andalus. Four days ago, they had received an anonyms warning, from someone who knew suspiciously well the time ship, about an assassination attempt made on the life of Al-Ḥakam ibn ʿAbd ar-Raḥmān's daughter, Amira. Supposedly the attacker would try to abduct Amira on the night of her twentieth birthday that was tomorrow, but they needed to be there a few days prior to win the right to attend the celebration.
The calif was a man obsessed with his privacy and winning his favor turned out to be more difficult than the Legends had anticipated, but thanks to Zari who somehow managed to woo Al – Hakim with tales of faraway lands and exotic adventures they were invited to entertain the guests for the princess's birthday celebration. It was a good thing the calif had a soft spot for literature and arts because Ray had already prepared his mathematical dilemmas and that always ended with headache for everybody who listened to him. The man was a genius, without a doubt, but the rest of the Legends were allergic to anything that involved math and physics.
Time travel had become something normal for the captain, but there were few rare and precious moments when she'd retire from the group, take a deep breath and ground herself in the moment. Every second was unique and impossible to fully replicate, so whenever she stumbled upon a few moments of spare time (and the Legends hadn't messed up the anachronism even more), Sara would step away from all the noise and just breathe. The Legends were her family, she loved them without a doubt, but they could be a handful at times and even Sara had her limits.
To call this night beautiful would not have made it justice, it was so much more, dazzling, magical, wonderful, new and soothing in a way, downright ethereal. The air was still warm from the bright sunrays that illuminated the skies during the day. The summer was always hot, but the nights were usually cool, now however, there was this sweltering breeze that appeared from time to time, that almost burned the patches of exposed skin on Sara's hands and neck. If it wasn't for the full moon and the stars in the sky, Sara wouldn't have believed it that it was night.
In front of her was nothing but miles and miles of green fields, fields that were stretching as far as her eyes could see and on her left was the sea, the salty and humid air did make her hair a bit more temperamental than usual, but in this heat, she always preferred to keep it in a ponytail. Except, tonight he hair was loose because her scrunchie snapped and going back to the Waverider for another seemed like a waste of time, especially when Amaya could braid her hair like a goddess when she and Zari had finished… talking. Every movement seemed to cause a droplet of sweat to cascade quickly from her neck to her shoulders and using a fan was just making it worse.
"I don't know how people deal with this heat!" – Said a familiar voice behind Sara. It wasn't an unwelcomed surprise, but it was certainly an unexpected one.
Ava had been monitoring the Legends closer than ever after the accident with the Vikings and when she told the captain that Rip had escaped from the Time Bureau, Sara used the opportunity to ask her to tag along to the next few missions. Neither had specified how many missions exactly and to be honest neither cared, at first it was a bit strange having the blonde around the Waverider all the time, but soon greeting her every morning with a cup of coffee and a cinnamon roll had become a very enjoyable routine for captain Lance.
"I still don't know how you managed to convince your thickheaded boss to let you stick around, but I'm glad you are here." – Said Sara with a small smile and her ears instantly turned red.
The wine was probably getting to her head or maybe the pleasant company made her chatty, or perhaps it was a combination of both factors, but the fact remained, Sara was blushing. The blush was making its way from her ears (yes, that may have been a bit strange, but that was Sara we're talking about after all) and slowly creeping down her cheeks.
It was an offer the captain had made a few weeks ago and once things were a bit less chaotic in the Time Bureau, Ava opened a portal to the Waverider with a nice bottle of red wine in hand. The moment Sara saw her, an almost undetectable smile appeared on her face… and stayed there for the entire night.
"Well, I explained to director Bennett that the less resources we used on monitoring you guys, the more he can invest in the hunt for director Hunter. Of course, I am supposed to report back if he gets in touch with you and with any unorthodox activities your team does, but thankfully Gary helps me on that front." – Ava said calmly and took a sip from her glass, a drop of red wine lingering on her lips for just a second after she had put her glass down. Ava had her hair down, over her right shoulder, the suit she was wearing was all wrinkled and her shirt was untuck, but Ava still managed to look beautiful.
"Unorthodox activity?" – Sara asked curious.
"We are not some teenage Wicca group you know?" – She laughed.
"Worse. You're legends!"
"Oh come on, you're just exaggerating!"
"Sara, only last week mister Rory was chasing a chicken around the Waverider, screaming, "I'll get you Gallina Blanca!" Mister Snart entertaining Miss Jiwe and Miss Tomaz who had discovered the wondrous properties of certain green brownies Mister Heywood had preprogrammed in the food recipe of the ship to get back at Mister Palmer who had lost his fidget spinner!" – Ava was laughing so hard remembering the absurdity of the whole situation that she had to wipe out the tears in her eyes.
"If all that doesn't classify as unorthodox activity under normal time travel circumstance, I don't know what does!" – Ava finally managed to take a normal breath.
"You are probably right, I should get Gary a mug or something the next time I see him, making us seem normal, even on paper, can be very tricky." – Sara laughed.
"And you should probably just call the team with their first names, if you're going to be sharing a bathroom with all of us, the whole Miss and Mister thing is going to drive us crazy." – Said Sara and Ava nodded her agreement. She hadn't really thought about having to share two bathroom with so many people, in all honesty, she hadn't thought much about anything else except having the opportunity to talk in person with Sara whenever she wanted.
For a moment, Sara was lost in the memories, but a gust of torrid breeze quickly made her remember where she was. Turning around, she saw the taller woman standing just a few feet away from her slightly hesitant to come near closer.
"I actually began enjoying it and it has its perks." – Sara said with a small voice filled with honesty.
"Like what?" – Ava asked skeptically, making her way next to Sara, but still facing the fields and not the shorter blonde by her side.
"Close your eyes." – Said Sara with a grin on her face.
"Come on." – Ava was beginning to get nervous. She always hated the trust exercises the Bureau made them do, trusting your partner to catch you while you close your eyes and willingly fall back was just ludicrous. Despite of her initial nervousness, the agent found herself eagerly complying with the instruction and the second she closed her eyes, she felt Sara moving.
Walking slowly and coming right behind her, Sara stood on her tiptoes and put her hands on Ava's waist for balance. She felt soft lips caressing her earlobe and Sara's husky timbre filled her right ear.
"Keep your eyes closed." – Sara instructed and Ava listened.
"Relax, breathe deep. Notice how the scent of the orange blossoms lingers in the air around us, inhale slowly and let the aroma wash over you like a wave. Feel the hot air entering your lungs." – Said Sara. She was talking slowly on purpose, her hands were stroking the agent's arms, dragging her fingers up and down, making sure to scratch softly each time she passed the forearms.
"Deep breaths. Relax." – Sara repeated, but relaxing was the furthest thing from her mind. Sara, the infamous Sara Lance was standing behind her, gently caressing her arms and whispering in her ear, the moon was full above them and illuminated everything surrounding them, the sparkling of the million stars in the night sky trembled and her heart was beating as fast as if she and Sara were sparring with each other and not… relaxing.
The heat was the reason her clothing only covered certain parts of their bodies and not everything, the pants they wore were baggy, but the tops were well fitted. Ava was wearing an all blue outfit filled with sparkling patterns and Sara had opted for violet, but under the brightly pale moon light, their outfits seemed almost identical.
"Feel the stones that are still hot." – Sara said and put Ava's hands on the small balcony wall in front of them.
"Keep your palms pressed." – Whispered the shorter blonde and applied pressure with her own hand on top of the agent's.
"Take one more deep breath and remember the feeling, everything you sense right now." - Sara's voice was still huskier than usual.
Ava could only think of one thing, fire. With Sara pressed behind her, the humid breeze making her hair stick to her neck, the moon shining lustrously…
Ava is not sure how much time they had been standing like that, but after one last deep breath, she opened her eyes and turned around only to find Sara still standing impossibly close to her. For the past two and a half weeks, the touches between them had become electric, literally. Every time they'd touch on the ship, they'd flinch from the static electricity that sparked between them, even the slight brush of a hand left a spark and a loud snapping sound behind. Their nights "comparing notes" had become a ritual they had before bed and it wasn't so much of doing research than just talking, talking about their lives before time travelling got involved. About loving brothers and sisters that they'd never see again, about long forgotten friends and the occasional foe… talking about everything and nothing at the same time.
"Sara…" – Ava had begun talking, but she had no words left to say and now was not the time for words, so she just leaned in a bit closer and Sara happily closed the space between them.
The kiss was soft, tentative at first, unsure, testing, but it quickly escalated into a full-blown passionate kiss, they found a rhythm and patterns that felt so natural as if they'd done it a hundred times before. They parted when their cheerful giggling made it impossible for their lips to stay connected any longer, they were both fools in love and for the first time each one admitted it.
Avoiding the topic when they were with the rest of the ream was easy, denying it had even become fun because they'd always get flustered at the end and just make any excuse to leave, even if it was to "facetime with my cat". However, now, in this very moment… there was no more denying, no avoiding and no excuses.
"I am so happy you finally got the courage to do that." – Ava told Sara with a smile on her face.
"That's the second thing I wanted to do to you from the moment I saw you." – Sara admitted with a wolfish grin.
"The second thing?" – Aske Ava amused.
"My first thought was to fight you, you did have me at gunpoint." – Sara and Ava both laughed remembering the bizarre twist of fate that had led their paths to cross.
"As much as I enjoy being here and kissing you, what would you say if we continued back in my room?" – Sara asked gently, not wanting to pressure the taller blonde.
"Lead the way Captain." – Ava laughed.
The pair quickly made their way down the stairs and through the garden, but just before they went back to the palace, Sara gripped Ava's arm and pinned her to an orange tree that shielded them from any possible prying eyes.
The night was beautiful and Sara wanted one more thing to remember this moment by, she needed to save this happy memory for rainy days because Malus was gaining power with each passing day and nobody knew what would happen. Nobody knew if they would make it or not, if the world itself would make it and that is why they all tried to get the most of every enjoyable moment. How twisted was that you had to collect treasured drops of pure happiness for the rainy days ahead when all you wanted to do is just live your life?
Their second kiss started slow and after the initial giggling, it also continued slow with Sara softly cupping Ava's face. Usually Sara would go for hard and fast, but she wanted to savor Ava, the touch of her skin and the smell of azahar. The small azahar flower Sara had picked from the orange tree that would forever bear witness to the beginning of the greatest adventures in both women's lives, and tucked it in Ava's hair, just above her right ear. Just where her long blonde hair was beginning its cascade down the agent's shoulder and front, that shinning under the moon light seemed like a waterfall of pure gold.
TBC