Throne of Glass One Shots

Tea to Wine

Please note that Aelin and Lysandra's relationship is completely platonic. Thank you.
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Aelin and Lysandra sat in the grand sitting room of the castle of Ornyth, drinking tea. Aelin sat curled up like a cat, feet up on the sofa. Lysandra, opposite to her, was on a chair beneath one of the biggest blankets they owned.

"Do you want another cup?" Aelin asked.

Lysandra looked up from where she had been staring into her empty cup. "What? No thanks."

After a while of just sitting and chatting they switched from drinking tea to wine.

Lysandra shivered. "I'm cold."

"Come here. I'll keep you warm." The shapeshifter, taking her up on that offer, stood, allowing her large blanket to tumble onto the floor.

"No wonder you were cold." Aelin teased, seeing that she only wore shorts and a shirt made of very thin material.

Lysandra half smiled as she crawled onto the love seat, half on half off before shrugging and laying right on top of her queen.

"You're so warm." She explained, as if that were reason enough. Which she supposed it was.

"Kinda comes with the whole 'Fire-breathing bitch queen' thing." She replied, grabbing Lysandra's hand and holding it tight. "How do you get so cold under such a heavy blanket?"

She adjusted herself so that her head could lay on the pillows of Aelin's breasts. "I guess being cold just comes naturally to me."

"Don't say that." Aelin murmered. "You're the hottest person I know."

Lysandra's face warmed instantly. "Surprising since your just the opposite." She said to revoke her blush.

Aelin lifted her head slightly. "I give you a compliment and that's what I get? I feel so loved."

Lysandra giggled. "I was kidding!"

"Nope. I take it back."

Lysandra flipped over, onto her stomach. "You are the hottest women I've ever met, and not just because your a firey bitch queen."

Aelin scoffed but her eyes danced with excitement. "What's said is said."

Lysandra rolled her eyes. "What about: you're the sexiest person I have ever met. That includes our husbands." She stretched her neck forwards to kiss her.

It began soft and gentle, something that wouldn't be surprising between the girls. It soon became more ravenous and full of lust.

"Lysandra." Aelin breathed.

Lysandra had taken a more comfortable position, moving rhythmically against the girl. She now began unbuttoning Aelin's shirt. "Huh?"

Aelin only moaned in response.

Soon their clothes were littered across the sitting room floor. Aelin's undergarments were half in the fireplace, unscathed only because they were really nice, really expensive and Aelin was absentmindedly telling the fire not to touch them. Lysandra was now sitting between her legs, teasing her.

"Lysandra." Aelin pleaded.

Lysandra obliged her queen.

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"Lys?" A small voice called down the stairs.

Aelin swore viciously.

Lysandra's head popped up from between Aelin's legs. "Yes?" She said softly before yelling. "What, Evangeline?"

"I had a bad dream." She replied as she slowly creeped down the stairs.

"Maybe you should try turning on the lamp." Lysandra replied.

Evangeline neared the bottom of the stairs. "But I want you to lay with me."

Aelin frantically grabbed the heavy blacket off the floor and threw it over their exposed bodies.

"No, E." Lysandra fully sat up, letting the blanket fall so that it hid Aelin but only sat around her waist.

Evangeline's red gold hair and citrine eyes became illuminated when she stood behind the couch. Lysandra pulled up her blanket, not that she hadn't seen before, but out of embarrassment.

"Can you please sleep with me? I-" The girl stopped suddenly.

"It's not what it looks like." Aelin told her.

Evangeline knew perfectly well what happened before she got there and what would continue happening when she left. She thought of Rowan and Aedion upstairs. If Aelin and Lysandra did this, did they? She was surprised by what lay before her but not enough to let it show. She wanted to know how often they did this and why they did it. Madam Clarisse said that there were several reasons why when she asked her. Sometimes stress or sometimes just for pleasure, some woman had a preferance. She wished she knew which it was now.

"Did aunty Aelin have a bad dream, too?" She asked innocently.

Aelin exhaled loudly. "It was awful." Her appearance must have really cause her off gaurd because her acting was very poor and she seemed slightly out of breath. Come to think of it so was Lysandra's, but Aelin's sounded more like a gasp.

Lysandra nodded in agreement. "Now crawl back into bed, pet, leave your lamp on and make sure you dagger is under your pillow. "

"Okay." Evangeline smiled, not wanting to think about what they had been doing any longer. Not wanting to mention that she wasn't awake from a nightmare but because they were being noisy. Aelin was really loud. They had sound-proof bedrooms for a reason. "Goodnight Lysandra. Goodnight aunty."

"Goodnight." They called after her as she ran noiselessly up the stairs.

Aelin threw off the blanket and swore.

"Aelin," Lysandra said. "You need to control your niece."

Aelin rolled her eyes. "Just finish up so that we can go to bed."

"And if I go to bed now?"

Aelin only growled in response.

Lysandra sighed and got back to work.

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