A/N: Well, this is my very first attempt at writing lemon. It just came to my mind that there's a huge lack of lemon in the EAH fandom, and even more so specifically in the femslash category. Then, here is my first contribution. Sorry, but PWP isn't exactly my thing. Depending on how much you like or hate it, I'll get to start writing a larger fic that's been on my head for a good while. Enjoy your reading!
Blondie laid flat on her bed, absentmindedly drawing abstract figures on her sheets whilst her day played on her head like a boring film. She didn't get to see Cupid even during lunch, and even when she knew why, it still lowered her mood that she couldn't spend time with her beloved.
Cupid had been a little downcast since she received a letter from her old school. She remembered Cupid being surprised about it, because getting letters delivered to another dimension wasn't an easy thing to do but, being the adoptive daughter of the God of Love had it's benefits. Blondie was the only one who knew where Cupid came from. Yes, everybody knew she was transferred from another school, but only Blondie and Headmaster Grimm knew that Cupid came from Monster High, and that the change, while pleasant, was also a tough one.
The blonde recalled the conversation they had shortly after the letter had reached the would-be Goddess' hands:
"Before I got transferred here to lend a hand in the whole Royals vs. Rebels conflict, I attended a school that was solely for monsters and other creatures that could be denominated as such under certain points of view." Cupid explained with a sad look.
"You mean, it's like here but instead of fairy tales, you studied with monsters? Well, more like the children of those monsters?" Blondie's curiosity perked up. She couldn't help it, it was an interesting concept and to be part of it made it even more hexciting.
"Hexactly! But I just don't want anyone to know. It's not that I'm embarrassed or anything, it was great to be there, but it'd bring a lot of questions and Ever After needs some changes before that knowledge gets spread."
"I understand." the blonde's words came out solemnly. Her girlfriend's reasonings had come out with such wisdom that it was difficult, even for someone like Sparrow, not to understand this was important, "Can you tell me more about them? I mean, the people you used to study with."
"Yes, sure!" the pink-haired girl's mood lightened up at that, and engaged in long talk about her past that Blondie listened attentively.
It took about two hours for Cupid to basically introduce her to everybody in Monster High. She spoke about a girl named Frankie and her friends, Clawdeen, Cleo, Lagoona, Draculaura, Abbey and Ghoulia, that got sucked into the most crazy situations, the bad boys, the troublesome Toralei, but took extra time to talk about the other myths, that somehow were categorized as monsters instead of fairy tales, when literarily speaking they were more likely to end up here in Ever After High.
Anyway, Goldielocks' daughter took a liking for the whole bunch of myths and looked forward to meet Deuce, Casta, Viperine, Kala, Peri & Pearl, Posea, Manny, Iris, everyone. After all, Greek mythology was an intricate family tree and all these people were related to Cupid (perhaps not in blood, but whatever after, they were her girl's family) and knowing them would be a hexcellent opportunity of both personal and proffesional growing.
Not the point! Blondie snapped out of her very much branched thoughts. Cupid had been downcast the last few days and there was something she could do to cheer Cupid. There was still a good hour before the sun began to set and before Cupid's return from her walk with Raven and Darling. What could Blondie do in an hour? Ah, of course. There was a nice restaurant in Book End, a new one with Mediterranean food and a hexcellent drink that only they served, Marocchino.
After that, they could go watch a movie, or backwards, whatever the winger girl wanted, as long as that made her happy. Because she was Blondie freaking Lockes, nothing maimed her cheerful spirit. And nothing was going to make her woman sad or upset without it leaving as soon as it came.
Now having a plan for tonight that was sure to go uninterrupted, since it was Friday and luckily professor Rumpelstiltskin hadn't left any thronework for the weekend, Blondie sprung into activity and went to shower.
"Well, girls, it's been a wonderlandiful afternoon, but I gotta go. Holly's waiting for me to grab a hocus latte." said Darling, kissing both Raven and Cupid on their cheeks and walking -more like skipping- off to meet the redheaded Princess.
"She's so whipped." giggled Raven, still looking in Darling's direction.
"So are we!" repplied Cupid with a laugh of her own, "Let's go. The sun is about to set and I don't want Blondie to worry... Speaking of being whipped."
More laughs filled the air and both started their pacing towards the dorms.
After her busy day and her more relaxed afternoon with Darling and Raven, Cupid felt mostly alright now. She hadn't anticipated such a wave of nostalgia, but she couldn't help it. With all the things going on here, Ever After High needed her more than Monster High, but the latter had been her first real school experience and her first friends outside her big family were made there. Not that Cupid complained. She has gained truly great friends in Ever After and being honest, she loved them more, but again, she couldn't help it. She'd written a letter back to her friends updating them with all the news, including Blondie. They were possibly cheering and clapping by now. Specially Deuce and Manny.
"Hey, I hope you're feeling better." Raven commented, puncturing the winged girl's bubble of thoughts, "You were pretty much a rain cloud the last few days."
"Yeah, sorry about it. I didn't mean to worry you guys, it's just that sometimes I miss my old school." Cupid explained, hoping Raven wouldn't feel offended, because if that happened she'd feel twice as bad.
"I understand that." Raven halted her steps in front of her and Apple's dorm door and grabbed the pink-haired girl by the shoulders, "Please know that my and Apple's door will always be open for you and Blondie whenever you need us." the purple witch pointed to the door behind her before releasing Cupid.
"Thank you so much, Raven. It means a lot. Heh, see you and Apple later, I'm sure that blonde bear lover of mine must be plotting something." With that she fled to her room, opening the door only to find nobody.
"Hello? Blondie, honey, are you there?" she called, turning a few seconds late to notice the bathroom door closed.
"In the shower! I'll be out in a minute!" came Blondie's muffled voice. Cupid smiled and sat on her bed.
How long have I been here? Blondie pondered afer hearing her girlfriend call out for her. She looked at her fingertips and the blonde's lips turned into a thin line; they resembled a rare kind of poisonous berries colloquially named 'albino raisins'.
Goldielocks' daughter stepped out of the shower, and openned the door to find Cupid sitting on her bed, fiddling with her fingers. Blondie walked over to the dresser and took out her girl's towels and handing them at once upon a time.
"Huh?" Cupid took the offered fabrics with a look of pure confusion.
"I see you're in a lighter mood and I love that, but I want to see you as happy and cheery as you were before receiving the letter, and I'm taking you to watch a movie and have dinner to a place you haven't visited yet. So, go shower."
Blondie's plan was explained briefly and without any space to accommodate objections. Cupid simply smiled from ear to ear and pecked the blonde on the lips.
"Thanks, I'd love that. I'll be out shortly."
When both of them were ready, Blondie wearing a baby-blue summer dress with cream-colored flats and a simple gold chain and Cupid sporting a grey toga-like mini-dress and chestnut brown gladiator sandals, with a chain hanging off her neck similar to that of Blondie's, they walked out the door hand-in-hand headed for the multihex.
I'll be damned if Blondie isn't looking positively gorgeous tonight! thought Cupid, getting thirsty all of a sudden.
"Oh no!"
Blondie's exclamation brought Cupid out of her fantasizing, "What is it, sweetie?"
"We didn't bring a coat or a cardigan even. We're gonna freeze in there!" the blonde girl was just about to throw a fit, she wanted this date to go out Just Right and they were far enough from the campus to miss the movie if they decided to go grab something to cover themselves.
Cupid's brain was a mile a minute trying to figure something out, until the bulb flickered on. Zeus bless Darling and her endless chivalry towards Holly.
"Honey, there's nothing to worry. Darling mentioned during our walk that the multihex is having a outdoor function today." she smiled, showing Blondie their date was going Just Right. Nope. Even if this date was meant for her to feel even better, there was no way in the kingdom she was letting Blondie get flustered. Besides, it was a warm evening. The chances of it turning into a heavy rain or cold night all of a sudden were slim to none.
"Phew... Thank Ancestors. Let's go, you pick the movie!" the blonde tugged the winged girl's arm and walked the remaining block to the multihex.
Good thing it's warmth tonight. I'd hate to see that being covered... shivers made their way down the blonde's spine, causing her to straighten her pose some more. Good thing Cupid didn't notice that... Or her dress failing to conceal her now pointy breasts.
"I'm gonna go get the groceries. Want to see 'Knights of Disaster'?" Cupid questioned, perfectly oblivious to the fact her girlfriend was desperate for covering her chest.
"Oh, yes, of course! I-I'll be right there with you when I pay for our entrances!" Blondie answered, knowing she sounded completely suspicious. This time the would-be Godddess caught on, and left with a smirk plastered on her face for two reasons; one, Blondie is adorable; two, Blondie is twice as adorable when dealing with arousal in public.
Cupid stood in line for the groceries and thought back for a moment. They hadn't been that intimate yet, as their relationship was formed only a few months ago and Blondie was positively the most innocent one. Not that Cupid was in a hurry or anything. She knew from the beginning that Blondie and she would take things one step at a time and while none of them where strangers to desire, all that happened was a heated make-out session more often than not and a lot of dirty-not-so-dirty talk. Nothing beyond that. But tonight? Tonight that might change and the daughter of Eros was growing anxious in more than one sense.
The line shortened and just then the winged girl noticed it was substantially larger than the tickets one. So Blondie must be getting them already-
"Hello, miss. May I invite you a drink?" Blondie's hushed voice sent shivers down her spine. How did she come without me seeing her? Cupid thought.
"Hmmm, I don't think so. My girlfriend would ravish me if I accepted your offer, young lady."
"That I would. In fact, I think I'd come up with some creative ways of doing so." the sunshine-haired maiden's voice dropped a few octaves and her eyebrow lifted suggestively.
Wait a second, when did THAT happen? Cupid's own brow arched upwards and a smug smirk crept it's way to her other-worldly features.
"That was funny!" Cupid interlaced her fingers with Blondie's while the latter was still giggling a bit.
"Indeed! Now let's go. I'm really dying for you to know this place." the blonde prompted Cupid forward, the latter complying immediately.
Two blocks down the multihex was a relatively big local, which layout was made to look like an ancient Greek temple, with columns and vines in the outside. Once upon a time inside, Cupid noticed there were statues scattered all over the place amongst the crowd of tables. She recognized her father, her aunt Athena and her granduncle Poseidon not too far away, and in front of a far off table there was a statue of her grandmother Aphrodite. It was a lovely restaurant, yes.
"Table for two, please." Blondie asked the clerk who, with a quick nod and gesture scorted them to the table in front of Aphrodite's statue. Such luck! Cupid's thought was filled with a good-humored sarcasm.
"Oh, isn't she your grandmom sweetheart?" asked Blondie, eyeeing the statue that, while not extracted from a true temple, was still very well made.
"Yes. She is very cool, actually. Being the Goddess of Procreation and Seduction suits her." the winged girl commented while the blue-clad maiden scanned the entries and found a perfect item for them to start their romantic and absolutely not filled with innuendos dinner.
Blondie raised her hand and a waiter stood by them in no time, "Can we have two glasses of Lucky Devil and a tray of oysters, please?" the waiter nodded and marched off to get their order served.
Cupid's eyes widened the size of saucers and lowered her menu, not expecting Blondie to order an aphrodisiac filled entry, nor to have a smug expression on her beautiful face.
She must be wondering what the hex is going on with me. Blondie drifted her view to the statue above her and ignored the nearly shocked look the pink-haired maiden gave her.
The answer to Cupid's unspoken question was very simple, in fact:
Gah! Chariclo Arganthone Cupid is going to be the death of me. I'm sure of it now that she noticed my little problem here, Blondie screamed internally.
A few moments after her would-be Goddess left to buy some groceries, Blondie had composed herself enough to give some thought to her current situation.
Besides the each time more regular innuendo festival, and the also regular make-out session here and there, nothing much had happened in the intimate zone of her relationship with Cupid and, of course, she knew her girlfriend wasn't going to push anything. It was very sweet of her, but she often mistook Blondie for innocent. Something she was far from being. In fact, the blonde had been considering taking this step more and more often, and after this little issue it might be time to release her inhibitions.
Yes. Tonight is the night, Blondie decided as she reached the window to ask for their tickets.
"Here is your order ladies, enjoy." the waiter placed a silver tray with oysters elegantly displayed and their drinks on each side of it.
Cupid, finally taking on the hints, snatched and oyster and raised it, prompting Blondie to do the same. The blonde girl complied, and they made a toast in honor of the Goddess of Passion.
This will be a night to remember, definitely, they both thought, holding each other's eyes with unmatched intensity. Long forgotten was that Marocchino Blondie wanted.
A/N 2: Well, as you can see, mostly everything in this first chapter is sweetness... Until flames are ignited. Let's see where this will lead in the next chapter ;)