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Fic: You Play The Loving Woman, I'll Play The Faithful Man (Farscape, John/Aeryn)
Title: You Play The Loving Woman, I'll Play The Faithful Man
Fandom: Farscape
Pairing(s): John/Aeryn
Word Count: 165
Rating: PG
Summary: "I still don't see why I have to be naked."
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writing_game prompt "role reversal."
"Smile."
Aeryn put on her best fake smile - the one that said I'm going to kill you later.
John laughed, and she started to rethink the "later" part.
"I still don't see why I have to be naked." She saw his gaze travel down at that, and rolled her eyes.
"You're not naked. You're in the ceremonial dress of the ... whatever these guys are. And we're blending."
"I can't blend while wearing clothes?"
John grinned, the way he always did when they clashed over something trivial. She still couldn't fathom why he seemed almost pleased to be arguing. "These ... people have very strict rules about gender roles. Just this once, you're gonna have to pretend to be a girl."
"And you'll pretend to be a man?"
The nerve at the base of his jaw twitched, and she shrugged, trying not to smile.
"Fine. I'll be subservient." She still couldn't help leading, and glanced over her shoulder as he began to follow. "But just this once."
Fandom: Farscape
Pairing(s): John/Aeryn
Word Count: 165
Rating: PG
Summary: "I still don't see why I have to be naked."
Notes: Written for
writing_game prompt "role reversal.""Smile."
Aeryn put on her best fake smile - the one that said I'm going to kill you later.
John laughed, and she started to rethink the "later" part.
"I still don't see why I have to be naked." She saw his gaze travel down at that, and rolled her eyes.
"You're not naked. You're in the ceremonial dress of the ... whatever these guys are. And we're blending."
"I can't blend while wearing clothes?"
John grinned, the way he always did when they clashed over something trivial. She still couldn't fathom why he seemed almost pleased to be arguing. "These ... people have very strict rules about gender roles. Just this once, you're gonna have to pretend to be a girl."
"And you'll pretend to be a man?"
The nerve at the base of his jaw twitched, and she shrugged, trying not to smile.
"Fine. I'll be subservient." She still couldn't help leading, and glanced over her shoulder as he began to follow. "But just this once."