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[varadia]

Because someone is a horrible enabler (that and I am easy, but whatever), I am opening myself up to drabble requests in any of what may be one hundred fandoms, because I am a fandom *coughs* woman of loose virtue. Also Milliways, preferably characters I have interacted with. Or that Raven has interacted with, rather.

So.

*eyes kentraine.*

Hit me.

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[varadia]

Raven has never been particularly attached to hay, mostly because it makes his head itch, much like women’s perfume does. However, after stumbling on Edmund napping in the hayloft, skin soft and perfect in the late afternoon sunlight, Raven is prepared to give hay the benefit of the doubt.

Three minutes after that, with his hands tracing complicated curves over Edmund’s shoulders, and sleepy grey-blue eyes looking into his own, Raven thinks hay is not entirely unpleasant.

Then those eyes blink, slightly confused, and a somewhat raspy voice begins, “Raven, wha—“

And much as Raven loves to hear that voice, right now he wants something else, and he swipes his tongue across Edmund’s mouth once, twice, and then they kiss. For quite some time.

Fifteen minutes later, when Edmund twists his leg around Raven’s and forcefully flips him over, Raven thinks hay is quite comfortable.

When his shirt and pants come off, and Edmund’s hands wander over the exposed skin, Raven finds hay quite pleasant, actually.

Some time after that, with his skin sweaty, his muscles limp, and Edmund curled to his side, Raven is in love. Not necessarily with the hay.

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*snickers*

*snickers SO MUCH*

*dead of laughter*

It's, like. The perfect AU-that-isn't-Otherways OTP.

*goes back to snickering*