RP: I Got a Brand New Pair of Roller Skates Who: Loras Tyrell and Renly Baratheon When: 4 July 2013; evening Where: Renly and Loras’ home in Los Angeles, Ca. Status: Complete Word Count: 5,991
Daddy will be home in an hour, Kitten.
Text and its meaning received, loud and clear, Loras bounced from his seat and zipped into action, heart thumping and belly tightening with barely-contained glee. An entire afternoon and the better part of the evening alone in Renly’s classy LA digs spent draped, sprawled and curled like beloved housecat atop sickeningly expensive divan watching old black and white movies. Whatever was playing on Turner Classic often brought him to tears, especially if it was one of those angst-ridden period pieces like Wuthering Heights or Jane Eyre. Soppy tales of love found and lost and found again. A bottle of white wine often helped lubricate the gears and get the waterworks going, and since it was a holiday and all, why not crack open a second?
There had been a few languid, Moscato-driven naps along the way too. Always dreaming, and always of Renly. Dark-haired mentor, lover, deep-pocket sugar daddy, and dare he think it - love.
Too soon, his soul quietly cautioned. That man will use you up and pitch you aside like all the rest.
Maybe, Loras countered, shedding second-skin silk kimono to dance and twirl his way through the bath, but for now at least I’m the only one sharing his bed.
Lean build loofah scrubbed and exfoliated; the sheer amount of spa lotions, creams and moisturizers he used on a daily basis was truly staggering. A testament to preening, pampered lifestyle of boy toy turned strutting peacock in ascension, where every last detail of his appearance had to be absolutely flawless.
Renly so disliked sloppy, half-assed presentations.
Bright red roller skates on a social butterfly, Loras Tyrell, now clad in vintage Bring the Boys Back Home sailor blouse and shorts, and long, long legs covered above the knees in 'come hither and fuck me' white silk stockings tied with neat scarlet bows, zoomed down concrete walkway and toward the headlights coming up the drive.