Their first shag from Ivan's perspective! Here's the original scene: https://fail-fandomanon.dreamwidth.org/342228.html?thread=1979026388#cmt197
( Ivan's consummation night )
I've written a couple of these Ivan POV short fics recently (while procrastinating on the main story!)
Here's the first one. This is set just after their visit to the theatre, here: https://emirandivan.dreamwidth.org/9638.html#cutid1
( Ivan's fantasy )
Here's the first one. This is set just after their visit to the theatre, here: https://emirandivan.dreamwidth.org/9638.html#cutid1
AU - Evil Emir
Aug. 25th, 2020 03:43 pm(Written for a meme prompt - Ivan POV :)
Ivan hovered nervously by his Midwinter gift for his husband. He'd sent five men into the Northern Wastes a week ago to search for one of the strange lizard skeletons which littered the frozen sandbanks there, and they'd found a wonderful specimen.
He'd had it laid out on the table in Emir's library and it did look impressive. He hoped Emir would be pleased, whenever he arrived. And as to that, where had he got to? He'd disappeared an hour ago to look at a 'strange light phenomena' in the sky, but Ivan had been busy and hadn't gone with him.
He jumped as the library door crashed open against the wall. Emir stood in the doorway.
Ivan took a shaky breath as Emir began to move towards him with great purpose. He found his husband attractive enough at the best of times, but at this moment Ivan felt weak with longing.
"You...um," Ivan managed. "You've changed your clothes."
Emir merely fixed Ivan with a blazing look and said nothing. He was all in black, wearing a shirt Ivan had never seen before and which left nothing to the imagination. Ivan's eyes strayed to Emir's trousers and his mouth dried out entirely. Could that be...real?
He dragged his eyes upwards again. "You look very..."
Emir threw a chair out of his path.
"I...I got you a gift," Ivan said hoarsely. He waved a hand at the table. "One of the great lizards you marvel about."
Emir took him by the waist and shoved him back against the table. Leaning around Ivan, he swept the bones of the lizard onto the floor.
"Emir," Ivan almost shrieked in shock. "Are you..."
Emir lifted Ivan onto the table and pushed Ivan's legs apart. Ivan felt as though he might come there and then.
His husband snarled something in Samatran before tugging Ivan's head back by the hair and kissing him furiously.
Ivan, despite only knowing "Do you have the pen of my Aunt," and "I am looking for somewhere to stable my horse," in Samatran, managed to translate that he was about to get very, very thoroughly fucked.
Ivan hovered nervously by his Midwinter gift for his husband. He'd sent five men into the Northern Wastes a week ago to search for one of the strange lizard skeletons which littered the frozen sandbanks there, and they'd found a wonderful specimen.
He'd had it laid out on the table in Emir's library and it did look impressive. He hoped Emir would be pleased, whenever he arrived. And as to that, where had he got to? He'd disappeared an hour ago to look at a 'strange light phenomena' in the sky, but Ivan had been busy and hadn't gone with him.
He jumped as the library door crashed open against the wall. Emir stood in the doorway.
Ivan took a shaky breath as Emir began to move towards him with great purpose. He found his husband attractive enough at the best of times, but at this moment Ivan felt weak with longing.
"You...um," Ivan managed. "You've changed your clothes."
Emir merely fixed Ivan with a blazing look and said nothing. He was all in black, wearing a shirt Ivan had never seen before and which left nothing to the imagination. Ivan's eyes strayed to Emir's trousers and his mouth dried out entirely. Could that be...real?
He dragged his eyes upwards again. "You look very..."
Emir threw a chair out of his path.
"I...I got you a gift," Ivan said hoarsely. He waved a hand at the table. "One of the great lizards you marvel about."
Emir took him by the waist and shoved him back against the table. Leaning around Ivan, he swept the bones of the lizard onto the floor.
"Emir," Ivan almost shrieked in shock. "Are you..."
Emir lifted Ivan onto the table and pushed Ivan's legs apart. Ivan felt as though he might come there and then.
His husband snarled something in Samatran before tugging Ivan's head back by the hair and kissing him furiously.
Ivan, despite only knowing "Do you have the pen of my Aunt," and "I am looking for somewhere to stable my horse," in Samatran, managed to translate that he was about to get very, very thoroughly fucked.