-Early Evening-
The airship landing always made her smile, watching the comings and goings of travelers. Those eager faces and wide eyes newly arrived to Ul'dah...Gods she'd only been one of those just recently...and those travel weary folks returning home. The spectacle contrasted with the table she sat at, sharing dinner with her wife, Alara. She was wearing the same outfit she'd worn when she'd met Mumupe earlier, though she'd redone her makeup and now she took her eyes off of the passersby and focused on her lovely wife.
Alara spoke between bites of the salad she'd purchased. "And how was your day?" A smile...a knowing one.
Melodia took a small bite of her grilled fish and gave a smile of her own with a nod. "Productive."
"And how many? Since breakfast! And don't try and fudge the numbers." The purple haired Miqo'te took another bite as she giggled. Melodia smirked. "Just two. Myself as well but I don't count." Alara scoffed, "I beg to differ....you count. That's three. You're insatiable, Mel." She chuckled taking a bite, her green coat showing off more of her chest than usual. Melodia gave an accepting bow of her head. "I stand corrected, love." She stared at Alara, to her the most beautiful woman in Eorzea, and gave a soft smile as she reached across the table and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
"I got the fabric today."
"Oh?" Alara beamed, pausing her incoming bite. "And what'll you make?"
"Maybe a short skirt, or a top. I can always use more shirts." Melodia said.
"Ha! I thought it was a bikini only policy with you!" Alara teased, taking another bite of the greens. Melodia smiled as she swallowed the bite of fish in her mouth. "That's next week. This week I need a shirt."
She paused eating to take a sip of the wine before her and tilted the glass to Alara as she spoke. "You'll have your party tonight then?"
Alara nodded. "All set, should be quite a few coming this time. Don't know how I'll manage them all."
Melodia laughed and shook her head. "Oh I'm sure they'll keep themselves entertained. From your stories, they always do....and in ways I fully approve of. Though for the life of me, I wish some of them would let up on you...it's hard to have sex with you when you're exhausted from it with so many the night before." She sipped the wine with a wink. Alara smirked. "You're just jealous...and they do take care of each other. I'm just a side event." She sipped her own wine. Melodia nodded. "Says the host of the party. They're just lucky I'm not there."
Alara chuckled again and shook her head. "You'd either break the party with your appetite or the party'd break you. Either way....I enjoy teasing you with details the next day, love. Knowing it focuses your attention to me for the day." Another sip. "Jealous lover." Melodia set the wine down and giggled.
From the corner of her eye she saw a weary man, a Roegadyn, dressed in what appeared to be dilapidated mining gear, striding through the airship landing. He looked so tired. He looked so alone.
And she felt the greatest empathy for the man as he passed by in almost slow motion.
Alara's laughter brought her back to her senses and she laughed as well, and the two enjoyed the rest of their dinner, happily in love and their time together.
The airship landing always made her smile, watching the comings and goings of travelers. Those eager faces and wide eyes newly arrived to Ul'dah...Gods she'd only been one of those just recently...and those travel weary folks returning home. The spectacle contrasted with the table she sat at, sharing dinner with her wife, Alara. She was wearing the same outfit she'd worn when she'd met Mumupe earlier, though she'd redone her makeup and now she took her eyes off of the passersby and focused on her lovely wife.
Alara spoke between bites of the salad she'd purchased. "And how was your day?" A smile...a knowing one.
Melodia took a small bite of her grilled fish and gave a smile of her own with a nod. "Productive."
"And how many? Since breakfast! And don't try and fudge the numbers." The purple haired Miqo'te took another bite as she giggled. Melodia smirked. "Just two. Myself as well but I don't count." Alara scoffed, "I beg to differ....you count. That's three. You're insatiable, Mel." She chuckled taking a bite, her green coat showing off more of her chest than usual. Melodia gave an accepting bow of her head. "I stand corrected, love." She stared at Alara, to her the most beautiful woman in Eorzea, and gave a soft smile as she reached across the table and gave her hand a gentle squeeze.
"I got the fabric today."
"Oh?" Alara beamed, pausing her incoming bite. "And what'll you make?"
"Maybe a short skirt, or a top. I can always use more shirts." Melodia said.
"Ha! I thought it was a bikini only policy with you!" Alara teased, taking another bite of the greens. Melodia smiled as she swallowed the bite of fish in her mouth. "That's next week. This week I need a shirt."
She paused eating to take a sip of the wine before her and tilted the glass to Alara as she spoke. "You'll have your party tonight then?"
Alara nodded. "All set, should be quite a few coming this time. Don't know how I'll manage them all."
Melodia laughed and shook her head. "Oh I'm sure they'll keep themselves entertained. From your stories, they always do....and in ways I fully approve of. Though for the life of me, I wish some of them would let up on you...it's hard to have sex with you when you're exhausted from it with so many the night before." She sipped the wine with a wink. Alara smirked. "You're just jealous...and they do take care of each other. I'm just a side event." She sipped her own wine. Melodia nodded. "Says the host of the party. They're just lucky I'm not there."
Alara chuckled again and shook her head. "You'd either break the party with your appetite or the party'd break you. Either way....I enjoy teasing you with details the next day, love. Knowing it focuses your attention to me for the day." Another sip. "Jealous lover." Melodia set the wine down and giggled.
From the corner of her eye she saw a weary man, a Roegadyn, dressed in what appeared to be dilapidated mining gear, striding through the airship landing. He looked so tired. He looked so alone.
And she felt the greatest empathy for the man as he passed by in almost slow motion.
Alara's laughter brought her back to her senses and she laughed as well, and the two enjoyed the rest of their dinner, happily in love and their time together.
