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FIC: Incorrigible [Fire Emblem Heroes – Soleil / Ophelia (Mature)]
Title: Incorrigible
Fandom: Fire Emblem Heroes
Pairing: Soleil / Ophelia
Rating: Mature
Prompt: 296 – Thighs
Word Count: 350
Summary: Soleil is distracted by new arrivals to the castle.
* * * *
"Soleil?" The voice seemed to come from a great distance.
"Hmm?" A non-response – distraction had Soleil in its jaws.
"Have you been listening to any of the things I have been saying to you?" The same voice, but it seemed to originate from a point immediately in front of Soleil.
"Um. Hmm?" Soleil blinked her eyes, noticing that Ophelia had inserted herself into her field of vision. "Oh. Hello, there. I, uh –" She laughed. "I haven't been paying attention."
"Clearly." Ophelia frowned. "What's got you this time? Is it –" Her frown turned into a grimace. "I'll bet I know what it is." She turned her head to see where Soleil had been fixating. "Oh, wait a minute, is that – ?" Annand and Erinys stood across the courtyard, chatting. "Really, Soleil? You ask me to lunch with you, and you fall prey to ... this?"
Soleil mumbled a response that Ophelia did not catch.
"If you're going to make excuses, I'm going to need to hear them."
"It's the skirts." Soleil looked down at the ground, ashamed. "Pegasus Knights."
That made Ophelia roll her eyes. "Again, you invited me here. Look!" She gestured downwards to herself. "No skirt here! You can ogle my thighs all you like!" She turned pink upon realizing that she might have raised her voice more than she intended, and she added, dropping it back down, "Can you at least try to be mature about this?"
Soleil grinned, putting one hand behind her head. "I – well – no, I can't. I mean –" She nodded towards the Pegasus Knights. "It's the skirts – and kind of a breeze, and –" She laughed. "Well, y'know, imagination being what it is, it's – well – ehehe."
Ophelia facepalmed. "You're awful! Let's ... go to the dining hall, all right?"
Soleil replied, allowing herself to be dragged from the courtyard, "Don't get too mad, okay? Even if my eyes wander, your thighs are still my favorites – no lie."
"You're embarrassing." Ophelia felt her anger softening. "But ... really?"
"Yes, really." Soleil grinned, nudging her with one elbow. "Skirt or no skirt."
END.
Fandom: Fire Emblem Heroes
Pairing: Soleil / Ophelia
Rating: Mature
Prompt: 296 – Thighs
Word Count: 350
Summary: Soleil is distracted by new arrivals to the castle.
* * * *
"Soleil?" The voice seemed to come from a great distance.
"Hmm?" A non-response – distraction had Soleil in its jaws.
"Have you been listening to any of the things I have been saying to you?" The same voice, but it seemed to originate from a point immediately in front of Soleil.
"Um. Hmm?" Soleil blinked her eyes, noticing that Ophelia had inserted herself into her field of vision. "Oh. Hello, there. I, uh –" She laughed. "I haven't been paying attention."
"Clearly." Ophelia frowned. "What's got you this time? Is it –" Her frown turned into a grimace. "I'll bet I know what it is." She turned her head to see where Soleil had been fixating. "Oh, wait a minute, is that – ?" Annand and Erinys stood across the courtyard, chatting. "Really, Soleil? You ask me to lunch with you, and you fall prey to ... this?"
Soleil mumbled a response that Ophelia did not catch.
"If you're going to make excuses, I'm going to need to hear them."
"It's the skirts." Soleil looked down at the ground, ashamed. "Pegasus Knights."
That made Ophelia roll her eyes. "Again, you invited me here. Look!" She gestured downwards to herself. "No skirt here! You can ogle my thighs all you like!" She turned pink upon realizing that she might have raised her voice more than she intended, and she added, dropping it back down, "Can you at least try to be mature about this?"
Soleil grinned, putting one hand behind her head. "I – well – no, I can't. I mean –" She nodded towards the Pegasus Knights. "It's the skirts – and kind of a breeze, and –" She laughed. "Well, y'know, imagination being what it is, it's – well – ehehe."
Ophelia facepalmed. "You're awful! Let's ... go to the dining hall, all right?"
Soleil replied, allowing herself to be dragged from the courtyard, "Don't get too mad, okay? Even if my eyes wander, your thighs are still my favorites – no lie."
"You're embarrassing." Ophelia felt her anger softening. "But ... really?"
"Yes, really." Soleil grinned, nudging her with one elbow. "Skirt or no skirt."
END.
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