Elunara gathered her board and papers before heading up to the keep. Varian eyed her, but turned back to the people he had been talking to. When they left, she sauntered over.
"I finally figured out how to pay you back for this stupid bracelet." She dropped her board on the table.
He grinned. "Not happy with it?"
"I spent my entire trip explaining that I wasn't pulling rank on the villagers. I don't even WANT to discuss explaining the fucking thing to my MOTHER."
He laughed. "I expect a strongly worded letter, pending the moment when the shock wears off."
"I hate you so much right now."
He slid a hand across her hip. "So, what have you brought me?"
Popping open her board, she tugged out several sheets.
"An amphitheater?" He blinked
"Just a small one. See, back in Draenor, it started as a way to entertain the refugees, but slowly became a bit of a morale building thing. At least once a month, I would go down and I would perform. Mostly, I sang, but I acted out plays, and other things. Sometimes, we could get other people up there to sing their favorite songs. It was a great way to bring happiness to some of the war trodden."
"That's very kind of you." He kissed her neck.
"Eh, Grogek says I just like making a spectacle of myself."
Placing his fists on the table, he examined the blueprints. "So, what part of this is a punishment to me?" He grinned.
"You're footing the bill."
With a laugh, he leaned against the table. "I guess I am." He brushed her hair back. "If only to watch you sing."
"I'll sing for–"
"Sire! Your majesty!" A man came running up the path. "I have... to tell you..." he panted.
Varian gave her a look and she leaned over. "Louis' homophobic father." She whispered.
"Ah."
The man straightened up and tried to look official. "I needed to tell you of a dup... duplic.... Of a falsehood!"
"Do tell." Varian raised an eyebrow.
"I've just learned that... that..." He puffed up his chest. "That son of mine is nothing but a faggot!" He slammed his fist on the table.
Varian blinked repeatedly and turned to Elunara. "Isn't that a bundle of sticks?"
Elunara shook her head. "Don't look at me. I never learned all of your silly human terms. I thought it was another word for cigarette."
Varian shook his head. "No, that's a fag."
"Ohhh, I guess that makes sense... seeing as it's a bundle of leaves."
The man turned bright red. "He's GAY!"
Elunara dropped a fist into her other hand. "This one I KNOW!" She pointed at the man. "It's when you're so happy, you're silly with it."
The man turned darker, his breath quickened. "He's having SEX with Jerry!"
Elunara blinked as she propped her hand on the table. "Well, I guess I'm gay too, when I have sex with someone I love." She felt Varian's fingers brush her own and she ignored him.
"Love?" He sputtered. "LOVE?"
"Well, yes. I love both of my husbands, and my wife, and a few others." She shrugged, and discreetly returned the affection. "Oh, wait. You mean Jerry and Louis? Well, yeah. They are adorable to watch."
"You KNEW?"
"They've had sex in my house while I drew it. I've gotten some fascinating angles. Wanna see?"
The man turned green. He pointed at Elunara and looked to Varian. "This woman has deceived you!"
Varian's face twitched, but only she could tell. "Elunara has always been honest about those two."
"But... but, they're..."
"Does it affect their performance?" He turned to Elunara.
"When they were still crushing on each other, it did... but after I hooked them up, they became quite an amazing team. Louis is still a shade clumsy, but when he's needed for duty, their connection makes them invaluable."
Varian nodded. "Then they can do as they please." He smirked. "Within reason."
"Pfft, everyone leaves the public sexcapades to me."
With a sigh, Varian put a hand on her shoulder. "No one has your legendary stamina."
"You're damned right they don't."
"You KNEW about this?" The man exploded.
"Well, of course." Varian nodded.
"This is an outrage!"
"I fail to see how this is a problem of any sort."
"This is an outrage! A perversion! A spit in the face to those who value the Alliance!"
Varian blinked. "What?"
The man jabbed his finger at Elunara. "This is YOUR fault!"
"My fault? Why is it MY fault?"
"You brought this perversion with you!"
"Alright, I have to ask... What emotion are you trying to invoke here?"
"You should be ashamed of yourself!"
"Of all of the emotions that exist in the world, shame is not one I am familiar with. I'm not sure I've ever felt it."
"I don't doubt it." Varian snorted.
The man was red in the face, and huffing and puffing. "This is DISGUSTING!"
"Alright, I've had enough." Varian rolled his eyes. "Remove this man." He waved a hand. As the guards grabbed the man by the arms, Varian shook his head. "Should he try to start anything, remove him from the city."
After they left, Varian ran a hand down her back and kissed her neck. "I caught that." He whispered.
"Mm, I'd like to... discuss this further... but I need to check on my friends."
"Yes, of course." He pulled back.
Making her way through the city, she found their house. When she knocked, the door swung open on its own. "Guys?" She followed the sound of sniffling, and found Louis on the bed.
"He left me..." Louis whimpered.
"Oh, Louis." Elunara sat down and wrapped her arm around his shoulders. "Tell me what happened."
"We... we were..."
"It's me. Blurt it and go."
"We were enjoying each other this morning. We kind of had an off day, so we were taking it. I don't know what happened, but I think we left the door unlocked, because my father... my father walked in." He scrubbed his fingers through his hair. "I don't remember everything... but after he ran out of here... Jerry was just SO pissed. I don't remember what I said to my father, but Jerry was just so insulted by it. I... I..." He buried his face in his hands.
Elunara rubbed his back. "Come on, get it out."
"I don't even know!" He wailed, before clinging to her shirt.
"Louis, my number one personal rule, is to never do something out of anger or haste, because you wind up doing things you regret. This is what happened here. You were upset and you ran your mouth and probably said some really stupid shit. I'm going to go find Jerry. I'll get the whole thing out of him, and then we'll all work this out together, okay?"
He sniffled and nodded. "You can make him come back?"
"Jerry loves you, completely. One little fight isn't going to send him running. He's just extremely pissed off. It happens. People that love each other, scrape elbows ever so often. It happens in my family too." She brushed a hand over his hair. "Let me go talk to him."
She found him leaning against a tree overlooking the docks. "Jerry?"
He looked back, his eyes were red and puffy, but he maintained his dignity. "Hey, Elunara."
"Talk to me, sugar." She put a hand on his shoulder.
"Louis's dad is a complete douchebag."
"Oh, that's a fucking given. He came and showed his ass in the Keep this morning."
Jerry's eyebrows shot up. "Why am I even surprised?" He muttered.
"Varian and I chucked him out on his ass. Now, I've already seen Louis, and he believes you're leaving him."
Jerry sighed and raked his fingers through his hair. "You know I'd never leave Louis..."
"I know that. He doesn't." She sighed. "Spill it."
"So Louis' dad comes in and catches us wrapped up in each other, and he starts saying all kinds of horrible stuff..."
After a little while, they sat on the grass, and Jerry picked at it as he talked. "Why would he SAY those things?" He teared up.
"Because he was fucking terrified." She shook her head. "Jerry, you know how timid Louis is, and he's terrified of his crazy ass dad. He'd say anything to get out of the confrontation, including throw the person he loves the most under a cart just to do it. I know what he said hurt, but that's why I'm so adamant about my rule." She stood up and brushed herself off. "Come on; let's get you both together again. Then I can tell you both how Varian and I dicked with that asshole until Varian got bored and chucked him out."
When Jerry and Louis were wrapped up in each other, she sighed. "Maybe you two twits SHOULD get married."
Louis blushed and Jerry laughed. "We haven't, just to annoy Tippy. We've pulled a you, and just decided we are."
Elunara laughed. "I knew I liked you guys."
That night, Elunara lay on the bed, on her belly, as she worked on her portraits. By her estimation, she had another ten or fifteen minutes to work before the door opened. She liked these little moments of quiet. For once in her life, she rather enjoyed not being on the clock. Amazing what one little orc could do.
The door opened and she didn't look up from her work. She could hear him moving around, as she finished up the fine detail work on one picture, and flipped to the next.
"So, how are Jerry and Louis?"
"Better, now that I've kicked their asses for letting one little prick ruin their off day."
"Ah." He sat down and rubbed a hand on her back. "Your work is always so flawless." Varian murmured.
"I've seen an increase in portraits again. Every time I hand a few over, all of their friends want one too."
He laughed. "I can see why." Bending forward, he kissed her shoulder.
"I'm almost done." She continued her work, as he tugged her pants down and off.
Once the offending garment was in the floor, he ran his hand on the inside of her ankle, up her leg, across the knee, between the thighs, and to the soft folds between. He considered it a sign of how good she was; that she never flinched in her work, even as he worked his fingers through her. The only sign he got, was the wiggle of her hips and the curling of her toes.
Carefully, she stored her papers away, and tucked pencils in their holders, before closing the board. He took it from her and slipped it under the bed. He moved his hand and she rolled on to her side. Once again, he returned his hand and fingers to their warm, wet place.
"Mm, I like it when you're insistent, sugarcakes."
"Ah, you and your little nicknames." Varian pressed his mouth to hers, still pumping his fingers in and out.
Her hand came up and around, threading her fingers through his hair. Moving his hand, he pushed her over, and tucked her under him as he slipped inside. Her legs came up his sides, and he ran a hand down her leg and to her hip. He tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it aside. Soft and slow, they danced their mouths together, as their hands roamed each other's bodies. As he pumped in and out, he moved his mouth down her neck and to her shoulder, reaching that spot that drove her mad.
She writhed under him and dragged her fingers through his hair. The band holding his hair back, snapped, and his hair cascaded down around her face. He grinned down at her. With a laugh, she pulled him down and enjoyed the feel of his mouth against hers.
Curled up together, she ran her fingers through his hair. "Fascinating."
"Yeah, it kind of gets all over the place." He eyed the broken band. "I have another one around here, somewhere."
