AU - MAGNI & LAKSHMI

[mahalakshmi]

if you'll be my light, i'll be your shelter

i. first meeting | a non existent engagement and a hasty marriage ii. a tempertantrum in a thunderstorm | sticks and stones may break my bone but words will leave me with crippling anxiety (and a headcold) iii. a kindness of intimacies | nsfw, sometimes, love is like falling into an icy lake iv. just like the battle of troy, there is nothing subtle here | when the world conspires to consistently make you insecure about your wife.

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[mahalakshmi]

You - ! is a decidedly uncharitable thing to think about one's wife. The sun in her sky, the moon in her night. My wife, my heart, my ishq. A dozen other words that were far kinder, that she murmured to her often. Sweetly, fondly, into her hair, her ear, against her cheek, her hand, mouthed against her lips, the hollow of her neck.

But it was the one Lakshmi absolutely meant right now, after a whole evening of being played with by her overgrown wife. Things that mean nothing, particularly, by themselves. A hand that trailed out of sight, that exact, a tip by tip pressure of her hand that was - for Magni - damn near demanding, when done publically. That left her swallowing, trying to fumble through their words in front of guests. Luckily, the whole night lent itself to that, their partygoers half drunk by the point that Magni snatched her in close, she thought at least with her heart beating inside her mouth, she might get at least a kiss.

Nothing, not even a glimmer and she was left with her pounding heart. But she can't get her back for it, not right then anyway. They had guests, they had a half dozen things to attend too. Tempting as it was to snatch her back and make her finish what she started then and there. But the next moment she hears her name called for another round of dancing. Something that would be half distracted for watching the ribbons flutter in Magni's hair as she moved - it was hardly a question whether she found Magni beautiful or not.

Looks for a minute alone, at the end of the day, evening. So many people, so much to be done. Tomorrow would be about resetting, a marginally quieter thing as half the hold recovered their heads from drinking, and the other half laughed at them, no doubt. Settled to their private balcony that came off Magni's quarters, letting the cooler air of evening settle the heat in her skin.

Because despite it all, she had a grand day. It was not Holi, but it was just as bright, just as full of mirth. Filled her up, made her half so suspectable to those touches Magni had crept in whenever she could. Proudly looking over their people, their land, as the hands settle onto her hips.

She smiles, despite herself, leaning back easily. "Hello, my mountain." Affectionate as ever.

[villieldr]

Her arms wrap around her Rani's waist - or, rather, they wrap around her ribs, Magni leaning down to better enable it, pressing a kiss to Lakshmi's shoulder. Lingering, staying close, wanting to trail her kisses along Lakshmi's shoulder and neck and resisting the urge, nuzzling against her cheek instead.

Thank you, it says, and you're wonderful and I adore you. Easily given affection and appreciation. She's fairly sure that if she had been the one to deal with this party alone, she might have made excuses to retreat to her quarters as often as it might be acceptable for a host to disappear, and she would have been ragged by the end of it. It is more than that, of course; Lakshmi is wondrous, a fated gift that she is not wholly sure she deserves, but that she is incredibly grateful for. In part she is silent because what can she say that will do justice to all the things Lakshmi does for Talonhold, for their people, for her?

Magni stays close, enjoying the cool of the night air and the gentle breeze, the scent of apple blossom in the air and the sound of a fountain bubbling.

[mahalakshmi]

It's almost enough to make her forget. Leaning head back against her shoulder, leaning her body back into her to settle into the crooks and curves of her. Much as she only came to her shoulder, it never did much other than make her feel secure.

"Content?"

She ventures, mild, eyes closed. Warm, all the way down her spine, that unfurled sensation that says - despite it all that it meant to come here, all she had left behind, this is her home, now, and she loves it dearly. Wholly.

[villieldr]

A quiet hum of confirmation, as she indulges herself as kisses Lakshmi’s neck. Just the once - still behaving, mostly.

“I know no other way, with you.”

They had their struggles, yes, spats sometimes and things had been so hard in the beginning, but now the good so far outweighed the difficulties. What challenges were there were ones to be faced together, rather than in opposition to one another. Contentment? She did not know that word’s meaning, it’s strength, before Lakshmi.