Aeryn turned and found a duplicate of herself in the corner, except that the other was wearing an electric purple dress that sparkled all the way to the floor, while Aeryn wore plain black satin.
"The Peacekeepers cloned me?" she said. "Have they lost their collective mind?"
"Probably more complicated than that," said the other. "Vala Mal Doran," she said, extending her hand. "I'm with the Tauri."
"Aeryn Sun, Pea... adventurer."
"So, adventurer, are you in the sign-up-to-resist-the-proctors camp, or with the other useless shite at this sad excuse for a conference?"
"Don't think we've decided," said Aeryn. "Probably neutral."
"You can't be neutral in this war, pet."
"One of us on each side would cancel out to neutral."
"Not really."
"Want to explain?" Aeryn asked.
"Why don't you come up to my room and I'll show you," Vala said.
"That's hardly an originally line."
"Does it need to be? Come on, then. Are you really accomplishing anything here? Aren't you the least bit curious?"
Curious, Aeryn certainly was. She followed the copy of herself up an elevator to a private chamber. Vala flopped down on the bed.
"Come on," she said.
"Don't waste any time, do you?" said Aeryn.
"No time to waste." Vala grabbed her by the wrists and pulled, and Aeryn allowed herself to fall down on the bed. Then she squealed as Vala's fingers homed in on her most ticklish spot.
"How did you know...?" Aeryn gasped.
"I'm ticklish there, too." The woman found another target, and Aeryn almost screamed.
"You really are me," said Aeryn.
"Probably not exactly," said Vala, "but close enough for tickle tantrums. Wonder if we have the same sensitivities in other places?"
"Well," said Aeryn, "I rather like this."
"Ooh, nice. And someone I used to know did this."
Aeryn squealed again, then laughed as Vala peeled away her black dress, finding something to tickle at each step along the way. When she was done she brushed Aeryn's hair away from her face and kissed her.
"You're wearing too much," Aeryn said when she could breath again.
Vala stood up and wriggled, and the dress fell to the floor. She did not seem to be wearing anything under it, and when she came back to bed Aeryn reached for the parts that were so enticingly revealed.
"Good," said Vala.
"Perfect," said Aeryn. They twined their legs together and let their bodies find a rhythm that seemed to be the same for both.
Much later, they awoke still entwined when the door opened and the light came on.
"Vala," said a tall man with glasses, "I need... oh, my God!"
"Daniel," Vala said, "this is...."
"Uh-uh! Don't want to know! One of you is bad enough!" He stepped back and closed the door, and the women collapsed into giggles.
Re: Vala Mal Doran (SG) / Aeryn Sun (Farscape)
Aeryn turned and found a duplicate of herself in the corner, except that the other was wearing an electric purple dress that sparkled all the way to the floor, while Aeryn wore plain black satin.
"The Peacekeepers cloned me?" she said. "Have they lost their collective mind?"
"Probably more complicated than that," said the other. "Vala Mal Doran," she said, extending her hand. "I'm with the Tauri."
"Aeryn Sun, Pea... adventurer."
"So, adventurer, are you in the sign-up-to-resist-the-proctors camp, or with the other useless shite at this sad excuse for a conference?"
"Don't think we've decided," said Aeryn. "Probably neutral."
"You can't be neutral in this war, pet."
"One of us on each side would cancel out to neutral."
"Not really."
"Want to explain?" Aeryn asked.
"Why don't you come up to my room and I'll show you," Vala said.
"That's hardly an originally line."
"Does it need to be? Come on, then. Are you really accomplishing anything here? Aren't you the least bit curious?"
Curious, Aeryn certainly was. She followed the copy of herself up an elevator to a private chamber. Vala flopped down on the bed.
"Come on," she said.
"Don't waste any time, do you?" said Aeryn.
"No time to waste." Vala grabbed her by the wrists and pulled, and Aeryn allowed herself to fall down on the bed. Then she squealed as Vala's fingers homed in on her most ticklish spot.
"How did you know...?" Aeryn gasped.
"I'm ticklish there, too." The woman found another target, and Aeryn almost screamed.
"You really are me," said Aeryn.
"Probably not exactly," said Vala, "but close enough for tickle tantrums. Wonder if we have the same sensitivities in other places?"
"Well," said Aeryn, "I rather like this."
"Ooh, nice. And someone I used to know did this."
Aeryn squealed again, then laughed as Vala peeled away her black dress, finding something to tickle at each step along the way. When she was done she brushed Aeryn's hair away from her face and kissed her.
"You're wearing too much," Aeryn said when she could breath again.
Vala stood up and wriggled, and the dress fell to the floor. She did not seem to be wearing anything under it, and when she came back to bed Aeryn reached for the parts that were so enticingly revealed.
"Good," said Vala.
"Perfect," said Aeryn. They twined their legs together and let their bodies find a rhythm that seemed to be the same for both.
Much later, they awoke still entwined when the door opened and the light came on.
"Vala," said a tall man with glasses, "I need... oh, my God!"
"Daniel," Vala said, "this is...."
"Uh-uh! Don't want to know! One of you is bad enough!" He stepped back and closed the door, and the women collapsed into giggles.