Xanaphia
Evil Midweek Cutie
- Joined
- Sep 28, 2013
Sebastian sighed as Olivia insisted, reminding him of things Viola promised her. It made sense, really. Viola trying to make Olivia like her, finding another woman with her queer sensibilities. It couldn’t be helped. “Alright, I’m sure my sister would just adore having a woman to spar with, and if it makes you happy, I could possibly deny you.” Her smile was infectious, just as Viola had mentioned a dozen times in her letters. It was easy to imagine agreeing to a great deal of things, just to bask in the glory of that smile.
“The garden, hmm?” Sebastian laughed, undeniably intrigued by the idea. He knew from the letters that Olivia loved the gardens, thought he wouldn’t have guessed that much. “I don’t that it would be dull, just to share our first time in our bed. We have the rest of our lives to try the gardens. Or the library. And at least once on that large table in the dining hall. “ He teased, swooping in to kiss her cheek. “At least, we will see what we can fit in before our children are running about the grounds.” With that he left her to finish dressing, readying himself to leave on his “Physician appointment.”
After a month spent bandaging herself tightly enough to fool Olivia, Viola found a corset almost easy to wear. The dress was a bit much, a dark, shimmery blue with gold accents, with heavy, voluminous skirts, but she had to look the part of Viola now. And Viola couldn’t begin to look anything like Sebastian, despite their identical appearance, for fear of Olivia putting the pieces together. Still, she wished she could have put on some pants.
She sighed loudly as the carriage pulled closer to Olivia’s estate, the place she had called home for the last month, with the woman she had called wife. “Why am I doing this?” She asked, to no one in particular, but Antonio was opposite her, so he took it upon himself to answer.
“To help your brother get adjusted to married life,” Antonio reminded her, upper lip curled into a reassuring smile. He was almost handsome, she could admit. She had tried kissing him once, when they were both 15, and she was terrified about the feelings she was developing for women, but she felt nothing for him, and almost vomited after. He had tried not to take it so hard. “We’re here,” he announced, stepping out and offering a hand to help her as well. With a deep breath, she prepared herself to meet Olivia again, this time as Viola.
“The garden, hmm?” Sebastian laughed, undeniably intrigued by the idea. He knew from the letters that Olivia loved the gardens, thought he wouldn’t have guessed that much. “I don’t that it would be dull, just to share our first time in our bed. We have the rest of our lives to try the gardens. Or the library. And at least once on that large table in the dining hall. “ He teased, swooping in to kiss her cheek. “At least, we will see what we can fit in before our children are running about the grounds.” With that he left her to finish dressing, readying himself to leave on his “Physician appointment.”
After a month spent bandaging herself tightly enough to fool Olivia, Viola found a corset almost easy to wear. The dress was a bit much, a dark, shimmery blue with gold accents, with heavy, voluminous skirts, but she had to look the part of Viola now. And Viola couldn’t begin to look anything like Sebastian, despite their identical appearance, for fear of Olivia putting the pieces together. Still, she wished she could have put on some pants.
She sighed loudly as the carriage pulled closer to Olivia’s estate, the place she had called home for the last month, with the woman she had called wife. “Why am I doing this?” She asked, to no one in particular, but Antonio was opposite her, so he took it upon himself to answer.
“To help your brother get adjusted to married life,” Antonio reminded her, upper lip curled into a reassuring smile. He was almost handsome, she could admit. She had tried kissing him once, when they were both 15, and she was terrified about the feelings she was developing for women, but she felt nothing for him, and almost vomited after. He had tried not to take it so hard. “We’re here,” he announced, stepping out and offering a hand to help her as well. With a deep breath, she prepared herself to meet Olivia again, this time as Viola.