Drabble: First Fruits

[artyartie]

Theme: "Senses"
Written for rome100

The skin of the peach caressed his hand, soft as the hairs of a baby’s head. His wife regarded the luminous fruit with wide eyes, reaching out her hand to take it.

“Peaches? How did you get these?”

“You don’t want to know.” He smiled at her and took a bite, the flesh juicy and succulent, all the sweetness of summer in a single mouthful. His wife closed her eyes in bliss, pressed a hand to her belly, just beginning to swell.

“We’ll plant a tree.” Cicero leaned over and kissed Terentia, sticky fingers tangling in the curls of her hair.

Comments

[lucky-sparkle.livejournal.com]

The imagery of this is so vibrant, it's lovely.

You had me thinking it was Pullo and Eirene to begin with, but I was wrong, nice twist! And I like the foreshadowing with the planting of the tree.

Lovely drabble!

[artyartie.livejournal.com]

Thank you! It's hard to write about peaches in a non sensual manner - it makes me wish it was later in the year! The peaches in the store now are very sad.

Oh, I'm glad you liked the foreshadowing! The way David Bamber played the scene, you can tell the tree means a great deal to him. It snuck into my last story, too.