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

[otahyoni.livejournal.com]

Very, very nice. :) Clive agrees.

[artyartie.livejournal.com]

Thank you! And hey, if the Clive agrees...(speaking of, I didn't watch the Oscars, but I heard he was presenting. Did you catch him?)

Oooh, maybe once we finish the longpidcc ficathon, we could do drabbles. :)

[otahyoni.livejournal.com]

I did see him. His hair's all curly and yum right now.

Drabbles would be fun! Very good idea.