Lovely fluff! Can't get enough :) Some kissing towards the end, enjoy & all reviews are very appreciated!
"Good work team." Sara smiled at the rest of the Legends, who had assembled post-mission in the parlour. They had just captured a very out-of-place Yeti in Georgian England and had delivered it to the Time Bureau to be held in the fugitive prison until it could be released back into its natural Himalayan habitat. Whilst visiting the town, Sara had come up with a great way to treat her team; they'd been working hard for the past few weeks and definitely deserved some fun. "I was thinking maybe we don't have to leave straight away. We could drink some mulled wine-" She flashed a quick smile to Mick who had perked up at the mention of alcohol. "-eat some good food and I even saw an ice-skating rink." There was a large frozen lake in the centre and the villagers had fashioned sharp knives onto boots to create handmade ice skates.
"Sounds good Cap." Nate shrugged - he was always up for a fun evening with his best friends.
"Sure." Mick grunted. Despite his gruff exterior, he did actually enjoy spending time with the Legends (sometimes) and had found common ground with both Zari and Charlie.
"Definitely! Is Ava coming?" Ray grinned; he did have, as the rest of the Legends never failed to remind him, a 'big, soft heart' and loved seeing his Captain so happy with her girlfriend.
"She's got a lot of paperwork to do but I hope I can convince her to tag along." Pouring herself a small glass of whiskey, Sara sat back down in her favourite worn leather seat. Despite Ava loving her work, Sara knew she would choose spending time with her over doing paperwork in a heartbeat and didn't think it would be too hard to convince her girlfriend to come.
"Aww I'm a sucker for some romance and you two are so bloody cute." Charlie laughed. Just like Ray, Charlie was also a big romantic. Not only that but, whilst Ava was around, Sara was so much happier and less focused on what her team were up to, meaning Charlie was free to cause mischief without her boss on her back.
"Hey babe." With a grin lighting up her face, Sara leant back against her cushion. She was curled up on her favourite armchair in her bedroom, getting some peace and quiet whilst finally calling her girlfriend.
"Hey you. How was your day?" Ava rested her chin on her hand as she gazed at Sara through her computer, her heart singing a happy tune upon seeing Sara's gorgeous face. She looked so warm and Ava yearned to be in her arms once more but she couldn't ignore the huge mountain of paperwork lingering in the corner of her eye.
"Good thank you! Did Gary tell you about our little gift?"
"Yeah he's told me about our new Yeti friend." Laughing, Ava remembered Gary coming into her office, thick white fur covering his once black suit, and telling her about the newest fugitive the Legends had captured from an English village in 1724.
"You're welcome." Blue eyes glinting with cheerful fun, Sara couldn't resist teasing Ava about the Yeti. At the same time, she remembered the purpose of her calling Ava other than to laugh with her girlfriend. "We were planning to have a fun evening in the village, if you fancy coming?"
"Aw my love that sounds wonderful and you know I'd love to but I'm drowning in paperwork." Grimacing, Ava glared at the paperwork and the empty office around her. Even though she loved being the Director, the amount of protocols she had yet to go through was making her wish she was a Time Agent once again.
"So? You're the boss! And the best part of being the boss is delegating the boring parts..."
Ava laughed at the mischievous sparkle in her girlfriend's dazzling eyes. Of course she would try and convince her to shirk her responsibilties - however Ava was always easily persuaded when it came to Sara. Upon seeing the puppy-dog expression on the Captain's face, Ava already knew what her answer was and, as she gazed over at the humongous pile of papers scattered across her desk, she knew they definitely weren't getting done for at least another night. "Fine, fine. I'll come."
"Oh don't act like you're so upset to be spending the night with me." Sara teased and, as she finished her sentence, a portal opened up in front of her.
"Good evening Ms Lance." Walking into the room with her hands between her back, Ava had her typical Director stern expression on her face and her tight bun was without one out of place hair.
Gazing up at her girlfriend, Sara grinned and stood up. She skipped forward, undoing Ava's blazer button and wrapping her arms around her waist. "Good evening to you too. You look beautiful, but far too professional for this ship." Sparkling light in her eyes, Sara slowly undid Ava's tight bun and ran her fingers through her long, blonde waves.
"I can't disagree with that." Ava smirked upon imagining any of the Legends trying to be professional. Pulling Sara closer to her, Ava placed a soft kiss on her warm cheek. "So tell me more about this evening you have planned?"
"We were all going to going down to the village, have some drinks and food and go ice skating if you're up for it?"
Giving Sara one last kiss before breaking free of her embrace, Ava walked over to her wardrobe and picked out some of her clothes that were hanging up from the last time she'd slept on the Waverider. "Sounds perfect, but I can hardly go in my suit." She laughed as she changed into a more casual jumper and jeans. "Let's go!" Happily grabbing Sara's hand, she turned off the lights and led them out of the bedroom to meet with the rest of the Legends.
Amber fires lit up the dark evening air as the Legends wandered around the bustling village. Hundreds of Georgian villagers made up the large crowds, buying treats in the busy market or competing in various competitions. Thanks to the increasing trade power of the British colonies the air was heavy with Indian spices and African gold sparkled in the moonlight. Elegant women walked through the parted crowds, adorned in huge, draping dresses and dripping in luxurious pearls.
Mick perked up upon seeing a rowdy group of men drinking a strong, local brown ale. And as he looked around and noticed that almost every single person had some kind of alcohol in their hand, he couldn't resist wandering off into the crowd to get a drink. Similarly, Charlie quickly became entranced by the jubilant melodies dancing through the air and happily dragged Zari into the dancing crowd. Gazing up into the night sky, Ray gasped as he watched an acrobat spin through the air and land on the roof of a nearby house; just as his friends, he curiously walked off, accompanied by Nate who was also entranced by the genuine history of the village. And so, with John already lost amongst the crowd of the market, excitedly bidding for rare magical artefacts and crystals, Sara and Ava looked around to find they were alone.
Cheeks tinted with a pink blush from the warm fires, Sara grinned as she took Ava's hand and led her through the masses of people towards the market and main square of the fair. Golden decorations and the deep scent of mulled wines and powerful spices enveloped the village in magic as the two women wandered through the people, mixing with both the richest and poorest in society.
Using her long legs to easily step aside her girlfriend, Ava gazed down and asked Sara if she was hungry. Grinning as Sara nodded, Ava tugged her hand towards the nearby stalls which were selling traditional Georgian foods, from meat stews to turkey legs.
Dusting the crumbs from her hands, Sara reached down by her feet for the two pairs of ice skates she had rented from a market seller. Her stomach was full from a delicious meat pie and she couldn't wait to go ice-skating again as she hadn't been on the ice since she was a teenager. Happily handing a pair of skates to Ava, she flashed her a quick smile before putting on her own pair.
"Are you ready to get your skate on, Ms Sharpe?" Quickly standing up, Sara held out her hand for Ava. However, judging by the way she kept nervously glancing at the ice rink and the very tight grip on Sara's hand, she quickly deduced that Ava wasn't as excited to get on the ice as she was. "Ava?" Standing up was a bad idea - Ava lost her balance and almost fell flat on her bum. But as always, Sara's razor-sharp reflexes saved her and she wrapped her arm tight around Ava's waist. "You okay?"
"Yeah. It's just that..." The two slowly started to walk towards the ice rink, Ava desperately trying to get used to the strange sensation of trying to balance on the two thin blades. "Well, I've never been ice skating." Loud music and drunk men shouting nearly hid her quiet confession.
"What! Never?" Sara exclaimed, her expression incredulous until she remembered that Ava had never experienced a proper childhood - false memories were all well and good, but they couldn't make up for a skill she had never actually learnt. "Of course." She whispered, her arm squeezing Ava's waist in a compassionate hug. Heart aching with sympathy, she smiled up at Ava and placed a brief kiss on her cheeks to try and console the unsure expression on her face. "I'm here and I've got you. We'll go slow, I promise."
Taking a deep breath in, Ava steadied herself and cautiously stepped onto the ice. It was relatively empty because most of the villagers were too drunk to walk let alone skate; this, alongside Sara's warm presence beside her, helped calm Ava's nerves.
"Well done, now push off each foot and try to glide forwards." Sara ordered as she gave a slow demonstration to her girlfriend. Satisfaction glimmered in her blue eyes as her feet automatically started skating, her muscle memory of her teenage hobby coming straight back to her. "Good!" Encouraging her girlfriend with a large grin, Sara turned around and started skating backwards as she slowly pulled Ava along the smooth ice.
However, just as Ava thought she was starting to get the gist of ice-skating, her blade caught on a lump of snow and she almost tumbled onto the unforgiving ice. Sara whipped around and easily caught Ava, steadying her before holding her hand tightly and continuing to slowly pull her along. "You're okay, you're doing well."
Ava gave a small groan as disbelief flashed across her expression. "I'm not sure about that, Sara."
"You're doing well babe! Trust me, you're better than Laurel was and you've been skating for ten minutes." She chuckled, picturing her sister sliding and slipping across the ice just to see her parents' shocked, disappointed faces. Laurel was perfect in school and was amazing at academics, but when it came to graceful figure skating, she was no match for Sara. There were a lot of similarities between skating and martial arts: elegance, poise, rhythm and dedication. As a result, Sara naturally excelled in the sport and had been on her high school skating team for several years.
And so, with happy words of encouragement from the Captain, Ava slowly started to improve until she could just about skate without clinging onto Sara's hand. That wasn't to say she let go; the Director happily intertwined her fingers with Sara's, enjoying being pulled along the ice by the skilled skater.
After a while Ava's legs started to hurt; she wasn't used to the constantly bended knees she needed to keep her balance and quickly decided to sit down on a bench by the side of the rink. Still as peaceful as ever, there was a certain magic in the air as she sat down, surrounded by the wintery pine tree scent and warmth from the ever-blazing fires. But she firmly held up her hand as Sara started to skate over and join her. "Don't stop on my account, my love. Show me what you can do." Eyebrows raised, Sara gladly accepted her girlfriend's challenge.
After a few warm up laps, blood rushing past her ears as Sara remembered how exhilarating skating was, she looked over to her girlfriend only to see a well-hidden bored expression on Ava's face. Whilst she loved seeing Sara fly across the ice, the laps were getting a bit boring. Laughing, Sara skated over to her girlfriend and stripped off her thick layers until she was just in her tank top, the strenuous exercise sending beats of sweat rolling down her back. With a final smirk at Ava, Sara pushed off back into the rink and started to gain speed. Within moments she was back in her high school ice rink, competing for the championship trophy. Legs effortlessly crossing over, she curved graceful arcs in the ice. The winter's air rushed through her long, blonde air, sending it spiralling in the air as she sped up, faster and faster, until she leaped into the air, twisting in a beautiful spin before landing with ease and continuing to complete more skilful spins and arcs.
Ava's lips parted in shock. She knew Sara was talented, of course - but this? She looked like an Olympic skater, countless hours spent training to complete nearly impossible skills to absolute perfection.
Cheeks flushed with exhilaration, Sara grinned as she glided over to Ava and sat down next to her. She gave an out-of-breath chuckle upon seeing the shock on her girlfriend's face.
"You were amazing!" Ava exclaimed, still in awe of Sara and how she could always surprise her. "How? When?"
Giggling, a huge smile lit up Sara's flushed face. "I used to skate in school! Don't tell anyone though..."
"Oh of course! How could I forget about your 'rebel' reputation? I can already picture a young Sara Lance in a sparkly leotard-"
"Shut up." Sara growled with a fond eye-roll. A cheeky smile lit up her face as she stole some of the still-warm gingerbread biscuit from Ava; whilst Sara had been skating, a market seller had come over to Ava and sold her some mulled wine and gingerbread.
"Here, I got you this too." Contrasting against the cold ice and wintery breeze, Ava handed Sara a warm cup of mulled wine. Festive cinnamon and nutmeg spices swirled in the air as Sara sipped on the wine, grateful for the warmth that quickly filled her body like a fireplace being lit in a cold room.
"Thankyou." Sara smiled as she gazed back up at Ava. "Sorry babe but I think you should definitely keep the day job..." She teased, laughing as Ava gasped in mock shock. For once, Sara had found something that the 'perfect woman' was absolutely awful at, and she definitely wasn't going to let her girlfriend forget it anytime soon. Warmth glimmering in her kind eyes, Sara broke off a piece of her gingerbread man and fed it back to Ava.
Happily chewing, Ava gave a nod of agreement - she was certainly not going to the Olympics any time soon. Contrary to Ava, Sara could really skate; she couldn't stop her mind from replaying the blonde, effortlessly twirling and gliding on the ice with an enviable style, and nor did she want to. She reached for Sara's hand and brought it to her delicate lips, sweet from the sugary gingerbread. "You certainly kept that talent hidden."
Mischief glinted in Sara's eyes as she leant closer to Ava. "I've got many more tricks up my sleeve." She whispered, her teasing tone sending a rosy blush across her girlfriend's cheeks.
"Oh really?" Leaning forward, Ava ran a soft finger along the sharp line of Sara's jawline. "I'm ready to be impressed, Ms Lance." For once, Sara had the decency to blush; a breath hitched in her throat as she felt Ava's gaze land on her lips. Without hesitation the two kissed.
Magic swirled in the air, spreading a warm and golden atmosphere throughout the village. Their love for each other was so whole and wonderful it danced in the air amongst the moonlight.
Once back on the ship, Sara and Ava were quietly chatting in the parlour, resting on the sofa with Sara peacefully curled up against her girlfriend. They were happily enjoying some whiskey stolen from Blackbeard when John walked in. Held tightly in his hand were two small pink crystals, glinting in the light and swirling with delicate rivers of white and purple. "Evening ladies." Leaning against the wooden table, John tossed the crystals in the air and smirked as he watched the entranced expressions on both of their faces. However, as soon as they landed back in the safety of his grasp, the trance was broken and their eyes became focused once more.
"Constantine." Ava's fingers wrapped ever-so-slightly tighter around her whiskey glass. Although the two were no longer enemies, Ava definitely trusted John far less than she trusted the other Legends and the smug smirk on his face wasn't helping matters.
"John, what can we do for you?" Reaching out, Sara gave Ava's arm a quick squeeze; she had easily noticed the minute stiffening of her body upon John's arrival and knew that her girlfriend wasn't the warlock's biggest fan.
"Actually love, it's more like what I can do for you. Tonight I'm feeling like quite a generous bloke and when I saw these beauties I couldn't help myself." Hazel eyes sparkling with mischief, John handed Sara the pink crystals and smiled as he saw the confusion on her face. "The bloody idiots had no idea of their power but I felt it straight away."
"What are they?" Ava asked, her eyes filled with apprehension upon watching Sara examine the stones. Whilst she knew a lot about anachronisms and time travel, the Director knew little of magic and sorcery which made her nervous.
John guffawed. The warlock often forget how little 'ordinary' people knew about magic - these crystals were extremely potent. "Well Sharpie, they're very powerful Adoration stones. The idea is that you each carry one; if you pour your love into one stone, the carrier of the other one can feel it. They allow love to travel across time and space." Excitement flared in John's eyes. He had brought some rare potion ingredients and other crystals in the market but of all his purchases it was these two stones he was most excited about. But as he saw the confusion remaining on both their expressions it was clear they didn't share his elation. Sara handed her girlfriend one of the stones, grinning at the disbelief on Ava's face. Standing up, John put out his hands and closed his eyes. "Sara, pour your love into the stone. Think of everything that you love about Ava and imagine it filling up the crystal." He ordered, magic swimming through his veins as he sensed the stones starting to work, finally awoken from their long slumber where their owners had no idea of their true potential.
With a resigned sigh, Sara also closed her eyes and tried her best to picture everything she loved about Ava filling up the stone. There were infinite things: her hair to her laugh to the way she always woke up with a groan but looking more beautiful than Sara could ever hope to describe. At first she was doubtful that it would work but, as ever, after a few moments of picturing her girlfriend, Ava was all she could think about and it quickly became easy to fill the stone with pure love.
Soon enough the stone grew warm in her hand until Ava let out a surprised gasp. Hand flying to her chest, Ava's eyes widened in shock but quickly started to swirl with soft pleasure.
"Ava?" Sara asked, gently squeezing Ava's waist in concern.
"It's working." John smiled triumphantly. Magic filled his bones and swam through his blood - to be able to share his sorcery was a gift and for once the warlock felt grateful to use his magic for good. "What can you feel?"
"My heart-" Ava's voice was but a mere whisper as she tried to return her breathing to normal. A fire filled her body, travelling to every inch of her being. However it wasn't at all unpleasant and every nerve ending harmonised in a way that made the Director feel so light she thought she was floating. Her heart sung the happiest melody, full of the most intense love and happiness that she had ever experienced in her life. "My heart is singing. I feel-" Ava's forehead creased in concentration as she searched for the right word to describe the music clouding her mind and the lightness of her body, but it was hopeless. Nothing could describe the infinite bliss she was feeling at that exact moment - better than a thousand summer days spent in restful bliss, her body felt like it had never known pain in it's life. Ava sighed with contentedness as the crystal continued radiating love. "I feel like I am in heaven."
Sara gave a gentle scoff, looking down at the seemingly innocent stone in her palm. Could this tiny stone really have such power?
"Amazing." John whispered, his smug smile replaced by an amazed expression. As ever, magic never failed to astonish him - love glimmered in the air, so heavy and powerful that even John's cold heart couldn't ignore it. After a few seconds, the warlock shook his head and broke free of his trance. "Enjoy them. A lonely bugger like me would have no use for them but I thought they'd be perfect for you two."
"Thank you John, it was kind of you." Smiling, Sara briefly squeezed John's arm in thanks before taking a sip of her amber whisky, swirling in her favourite glass.
Ava nodded. She had to admit, for someone who could be so irritatingly stubborn and reckless, it was actually a very thoughtful thing to do. "Agreed, thank you." The blonde even gave him a small smile.
"Anytime. Goodnight." With a final nod, John lit the cigarette dangling from his lips and left the room.
Still grinning, Sara turned to her girlfriend and took her hand softly in her own. "You have to admit, that was actually really nice of him."
"Yeah, it was." Ava shrugged, giving a small chuckle as she saw the surprise flash across Ava's face. Curious gaze resting back on the small crystal in her hand, she could still feel the magic humming in her veins and rushing past her ears. "Imagine what these stones could do."
Sara also looked thoughtfully down at her own stone, rubbing her thumb over it's smooth surface. "We could use them whenever we're apart-" Mischief flashed in Sara's gorgeous eyes. "Or when you're at work..."
Ava laughed, loud and husky, the sound making Sara's heart flutter. "Sara Lance, if you dare use these stones whilst I'm in the Bureau talking to Hank or giving my team orders I will make you regret it."
"Oh really?" Sara gasped, leaning forward with an impish grin. "Why not? We could have some fun and I could distract you from all the boring paperwork you claim to enjoy-"
"Firstly, I do enjoy the paperwork." Mirroring her girlfriend, Ava also leant forwards, lips mere inches from Sara's. They were so close Ava could feel the warmth radiating from Sara and her hands yearned to touch her girlfriend. "Secondly, it would do so much more than distract me."
Sara's brows knitted in confusion. "What are you talking about?"
"When you started using the crystal, the magic filled up every single part of my body. I couldn't focus, couldn't think, couldn't feel or even hear myself speak. All I could think of was you. You were in my heart, in my bones, in every part of my mind. I could think of nothing else." A crimson blush tinted Ava's warm cheeks upon giving her honest confession. Remnants of the sorcery still remained, setting her nerves alight as Sara leaned impossibly closer.
A small hum left Sara's parted lips as her seductive gaze moved from Ava's eyes to her lips. "Oh really? Sounds alright to me..." She gave a small, cocky smile.
"No complaints from me." Grinning, Ava kissed her girlfriend, slipping the small stone in her pocket before wrapping her arms around Sara and pulling her onto her lap. Sara turned to straddle Ava, blonde curls adorning her shoulders as she leant down and deepened their kiss. Teasingly biting Sara's lower lip, Ava pulled her closer as she slowly slipped her tongue into Sara's mouth, her lips naturally parting open. With a small hum, Sara slipped her hands under Ava's jumper and ran them over her soft skin, inching up towards her chest. Her strong neck muscles tensed as Ava tipped her head back against the leather sofa, inviting Sara closer. Slowly peppering light kisses along Ava's jawline, Sara tilted her head and ran her wet tongue down Ava's neck, settling to lightly suck her pulse point. She knew how much Ava hated showing up to the Bureau with a hickey and, as a result, bit lightly as to not leave a mark. Sighing in tranquility, Ava closed her eyes and felt her muscles relax into Sara's soft touch, happy for her fingers and tongue to run anywhere they pleased. As she felt Sara's tongue drawing small circles on her skin, a bright idea suddenly flashed amongst Ava's clouded thoughts.
A sharp gasp left Sara's lips. Her heart, beating fast with desire and lust, slowed to a light melody, singing in her chest and filling her mind with an all-consuming bliss. Eyes fluttering, she sat back and sighed, unable to focus on anything but the magic buzzing through her veins. Love made her heart feel like it was going to burst and she gripped Ava's thighs, fighting to stay upright and regain control over her body. "Now do you see what I mean, my love?" Ava laughed, cheeks flushed with exileration as she watched the bliss transform and relax Sara's features. Finally the Director stopped using the stone, allowing the magic rushing into Sara's body to lessen. Within a few moments, Sara opened her eyes and focused her soft gaze back onto her girlfriend.
"Yes, yes I do." Sara breathed, hands moving from the Director's thighs to wrap around her waist. "I loved it. I've never experienced anything like that, it was..."
"Magical?" Grinning, Ava placed a loving kiss on Sara's cheek, still blushing red from her encounter with the crystal. Humming in agreement, Sara happily resumed the kiss, running her fingers through Ava's long blonde hair and gently pulling it back in a way she knew Ava adored. A small moan left the Director's lips as she tipped her head back once more, letting out a sharp gasp as Sara bit her ear. Ava tilted her head towards Sara, instinctively wanting more contact with her girlfriend as her hands roamed the bare, soft skin of Sara's back.
Pulling back, eyes dark and wide with lust, Sara admired Ava and chuckled upon seeing her very dishevelled and breathless girlfriend. Hooking a finger into the front of Ava's jeans, she stood up and slowly pulled Ava up and towards her. Whilst seductively biting her lower lip, Sara slowly walked backwards towards the door. She laughed as Ava chased her and wrapped her arms around her waist. The two sped down the corridor, eager to continue their fun in the privacy of Sara's bedroom.