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A Queen At His Feet (Namor/Emma; PG)
Title: "A Queen At His Feet"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble, Het
Date Written: 2 March, 2012
Word Count: 100
Challenge: For a XMen100 LJ comm's challenge
Disclaimer: Namor, Emma "White Queen" Frost, and the X-Men are © & TM Marvel comics and Disney, neither of which are the author, and are used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Her delicate fingers trace the small wings' outline. The white feathers flutter beneath her touch. She smiles. He grins as he watches her from where he's laying back, enjoying the feel of a powerful woman at his feet more so than he ever has before. She's a beautiful enigma, and the King of Atlantis knows he's lucky to be feeling her touch at last.
She meets his gaze. "What?" Her fingers again caress his feathers. "You know you like it," she teases.
"I do, but far more so, I like your smile." Pulling Emma up beside him, Namor kisses her.
The End
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble, Het
Date Written: 2 March, 2012
Word Count: 100
Challenge: For a XMen100 LJ comm's challenge
Disclaimer: Namor, Emma "White Queen" Frost, and the X-Men are © & TM Marvel comics and Disney, neither of which are the author, and are used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Her delicate fingers trace the small wings' outline. The white feathers flutter beneath her touch. She smiles. He grins as he watches her from where he's laying back, enjoying the feel of a powerful woman at his feet more so than he ever has before. She's a beautiful enigma, and the King of Atlantis knows he's lucky to be feeling her touch at last.
She meets his gaze. "What?" Her fingers again caress his feathers. "You know you like it," she teases.
"I do, but far more so, I like your smile." Pulling Emma up beside him, Namor kisses her.
The End
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