FIC Arrangements Part 7
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jessara40k_ljTitle: Arrangements chapter 7
Series: Final Fantasy VII AU (Cetra Restoration AU, linked here)
Pairing: Brangwen/Elena
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine Aeris and Zack would still be alive, and not just running around in the Lifestream spying on Cloud. Since Aeris and Zack said goodbye to Cloud at the end of AC and disappeared into the Lifestream I guess they aren't mine.
Warnings: AU, medical exam, threat of brainwashing
It was an honour that Aeris was willing to check her fertility and health the day before her wedding to Cloud, and confirm Reese’s assessment that she could carry a child to term successfully. Brangwen found it faintly ludicrous that the Planet’s Heart didn’t have any role in the ceremony, even though she could legitimately perform it, but she had no real preferences on the matter, had never expected to espouse, let alone marry, so she would accept Cloud’s choice. And she certainly wasn’t going to be discourteous enough to complain about Aeris being late for their meeting in the infirmary.
Still, it was a bit boring, and she’d already stripped in preparation for a full examination, so she began working through a series of flexibility exercises and she was kneeling on the floor, arched back until the top of her head touched her heels when Aeris walked in.
“I shouldn’t really be surprised that you’re so flexible, but it still surprises me every single time I see someone as muscular as you do something like that.”
“Does that bother you my healer liege?” Brangwen twisted around to face Aeris as she stood, smiling at her hopefully.
“No. I know that Cloud and Sephiroth are both surprised by my touch with plants and by the things my caste can do. Shall we start by taking your weight and height?” Aeris gestured to the scales and Brangwen recognised the implied order, even if she hadn’t expected Aeris to be willing to waste her time repeating measurements taken only a month ago. But she wasn’t a healer, she couldn’t understand what they needed, nor how they perceived the lives around them and made their assessments.
Aeris had a faintly distant look in her eyes when she touched Brangwen as she measured her height, a look that told her the healer caste was measuring more than just how tall she was, and that she was more skilled than Reese, who had to almost trance to perceive much about how her body was working internally - more skilled, or perhaps simply more powerful, it didn’t really matter.
“You need to eat more, that or train less. I’m not happy with how little body fat you have.”
“Is it unhealthy then?” Brangwen knew that people needed some fat in their bodies, as a reserve against lean times and to provide insulation, but she hadn’t experienced any problems, and Reese had never hinted that she should eat more.
“No...not for your normal lifestyle. But I’d prefer a higher percentage of body fat if you’re trying to get pregnant.” Aeris nodded at one of the exam tables as she spoke. “Go and lie down on your stomach.”
“I understand.” Brangwen moved to the exam table as Aeris pulled back to note down her observations, pillowing her head on her folded arms. “I’ll try to eat more then. Unless you’d prefer me to cut my training down to two hours a day.” The minimum level of training required of Cloud’s guards, and something most of them chose to exceed.
“I think that would be a better option.” Aeris’ hands were on her back now, almost giving her a massage as they explored every inch of her skin with purely professional interest. “Training too much might well stress your body to the point where you miscarry early enough to mistake it for a normal period. I take it your cycles are regular?”
“Yes my healer liege.” Aeris made a small sound of displeasure while her hands gripped at Brangwen’s ass for a fraction of a second, and Brangwen had to know what had caused it. “Is there something wrong?”
“Use my name. I know we haven’t interacted much, but you’re going to be Cloud’s spouse. I don’t want you to keep on being so formal with me.” Aeris was running her hands down Brangwen’s legs as she spoke, and Brangwen took a moment to recover from her surprise at the invitation.
“Ah...if that’s what you’d prefer...Aeris.” Brangwen heard Aeris step away as those soft hands lifted from her ankles. “You were asking about my cycles?”
“Yes. But first, roll over onto your back, legs open and rest your arms by your sides. How regular are your cycles? Can you predict them to the day, or just within a range of days? And how wide is that range?” Aeris started running her hands over the front of Brangwen’s body once she was on her back, and Brangwen tilted her head back to give her easier access to her throat while she thought about the healer’s questions.
“Within a four day range. My cycle’s long, I think it averages out at thirty three days, but it can be as little as thirty one or as much as thirty five.”
“Ah, that explains what I’m sensing. It won’t be one of your fertile days tomorrow.” So they wouldn’t need to consummate the wedding that night, and even if the humans would expect it they didn’t have to cater to them in this. They were catering to the humans enough by having a wedding ceremony at all, not that Brangwen minded that, not once she’d put a stop to the idea that she’d wear a dress for it, or that Morvoren would. Brangwen had heard that at one time humans had watched when their leaders consummated their marriages, but she found that idea repulsive and more than a little barbaric. “I’ll check you every day after the wedding and tell you when it’s your fertile time. And I’ll repeat that every month until you conceive. As well as when you tell me that you’ve started trying to conceive your second child.” And presumably every child after that.
“Thank you Aeris.” Reese could have done that as well, but from the way Aeris was speaking she’d find it easier that he would.
“You’re welcome. One final thing.” Aeris’ hand had been resting lightly on Brangwen’s abdomen, but now it slid down to her groin and she hooked two fingers inside her, while her free hand came to rest on Brangwen’s cheek. “As Cloud’s spouse you will have the power to affect Sephiroth. If you do anything with the intention of hurting him, or making him unhappy I will tear your mind apart, until all you can think of is carrying babies for Cloud. Do we understand one another?”
“Yes Aeris.” The healer’s sweet, innocent smile was probably the most terrifying thing about her threat. Brangwen knew that Aeris would have no moral qualms whatsoever about raping her mind to make one of her worst nightmares a reality, and one which she wouldn’t even be able to resent.
“Good.” Aeris kissed her forehead and pulled back, moving over to the sink to wash her hands. “I’ve done everything I need to do. You can get dressed and leave now.”
Series: Final Fantasy VII AU (Cetra Restoration AU, linked here)
Pairing: Brangwen/Elena
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: If they were mine Aeris and Zack would still be alive, and not just running around in the Lifestream spying on Cloud. Since Aeris and Zack said goodbye to Cloud at the end of AC and disappeared into the Lifestream I guess they aren't mine.
Warnings: AU, medical exam, threat of brainwashing
It was an honour that Aeris was willing to check her fertility and health the day before her wedding to Cloud, and confirm Reese’s assessment that she could carry a child to term successfully. Brangwen found it faintly ludicrous that the Planet’s Heart didn’t have any role in the ceremony, even though she could legitimately perform it, but she had no real preferences on the matter, had never expected to espouse, let alone marry, so she would accept Cloud’s choice. And she certainly wasn’t going to be discourteous enough to complain about Aeris being late for their meeting in the infirmary.
Still, it was a bit boring, and she’d already stripped in preparation for a full examination, so she began working through a series of flexibility exercises and she was kneeling on the floor, arched back until the top of her head touched her heels when Aeris walked in.
“I shouldn’t really be surprised that you’re so flexible, but it still surprises me every single time I see someone as muscular as you do something like that.”
“Does that bother you my healer liege?” Brangwen twisted around to face Aeris as she stood, smiling at her hopefully.
“No. I know that Cloud and Sephiroth are both surprised by my touch with plants and by the things my caste can do. Shall we start by taking your weight and height?” Aeris gestured to the scales and Brangwen recognised the implied order, even if she hadn’t expected Aeris to be willing to waste her time repeating measurements taken only a month ago. But she wasn’t a healer, she couldn’t understand what they needed, nor how they perceived the lives around them and made their assessments.
Aeris had a faintly distant look in her eyes when she touched Brangwen as she measured her height, a look that told her the healer caste was measuring more than just how tall she was, and that she was more skilled than Reese, who had to almost trance to perceive much about how her body was working internally - more skilled, or perhaps simply more powerful, it didn’t really matter.
“You need to eat more, that or train less. I’m not happy with how little body fat you have.”
“Is it unhealthy then?” Brangwen knew that people needed some fat in their bodies, as a reserve against lean times and to provide insulation, but she hadn’t experienced any problems, and Reese had never hinted that she should eat more.
“No...not for your normal lifestyle. But I’d prefer a higher percentage of body fat if you’re trying to get pregnant.” Aeris nodded at one of the exam tables as she spoke. “Go and lie down on your stomach.”
“I understand.” Brangwen moved to the exam table as Aeris pulled back to note down her observations, pillowing her head on her folded arms. “I’ll try to eat more then. Unless you’d prefer me to cut my training down to two hours a day.” The minimum level of training required of Cloud’s guards, and something most of them chose to exceed.
“I think that would be a better option.” Aeris’ hands were on her back now, almost giving her a massage as they explored every inch of her skin with purely professional interest. “Training too much might well stress your body to the point where you miscarry early enough to mistake it for a normal period. I take it your cycles are regular?”
“Yes my healer liege.” Aeris made a small sound of displeasure while her hands gripped at Brangwen’s ass for a fraction of a second, and Brangwen had to know what had caused it. “Is there something wrong?”
“Use my name. I know we haven’t interacted much, but you’re going to be Cloud’s spouse. I don’t want you to keep on being so formal with me.” Aeris was running her hands down Brangwen’s legs as she spoke, and Brangwen took a moment to recover from her surprise at the invitation.
“Ah...if that’s what you’d prefer...Aeris.” Brangwen heard Aeris step away as those soft hands lifted from her ankles. “You were asking about my cycles?”
“Yes. But first, roll over onto your back, legs open and rest your arms by your sides. How regular are your cycles? Can you predict them to the day, or just within a range of days? And how wide is that range?” Aeris started running her hands over the front of Brangwen’s body once she was on her back, and Brangwen tilted her head back to give her easier access to her throat while she thought about the healer’s questions.
“Within a four day range. My cycle’s long, I think it averages out at thirty three days, but it can be as little as thirty one or as much as thirty five.”
“Ah, that explains what I’m sensing. It won’t be one of your fertile days tomorrow.” So they wouldn’t need to consummate the wedding that night, and even if the humans would expect it they didn’t have to cater to them in this. They were catering to the humans enough by having a wedding ceremony at all, not that Brangwen minded that, not once she’d put a stop to the idea that she’d wear a dress for it, or that Morvoren would. Brangwen had heard that at one time humans had watched when their leaders consummated their marriages, but she found that idea repulsive and more than a little barbaric. “I’ll check you every day after the wedding and tell you when it’s your fertile time. And I’ll repeat that every month until you conceive. As well as when you tell me that you’ve started trying to conceive your second child.” And presumably every child after that.
“Thank you Aeris.” Reese could have done that as well, but from the way Aeris was speaking she’d find it easier that he would.
“You’re welcome. One final thing.” Aeris’ hand had been resting lightly on Brangwen’s abdomen, but now it slid down to her groin and she hooked two fingers inside her, while her free hand came to rest on Brangwen’s cheek. “As Cloud’s spouse you will have the power to affect Sephiroth. If you do anything with the intention of hurting him, or making him unhappy I will tear your mind apart, until all you can think of is carrying babies for Cloud. Do we understand one another?”
“Yes Aeris.” The healer’s sweet, innocent smile was probably the most terrifying thing about her threat. Brangwen knew that Aeris would have no moral qualms whatsoever about raping her mind to make one of her worst nightmares a reality, and one which she wouldn’t even be able to resent.
“Good.” Aeris kissed her forehead and pulled back, moving over to the sink to wash her hands. “I’ve done everything I need to do. You can get dressed and leave now.”
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Date: 2008-05-01 08:52 am (UTC)Thanks. I wanted Aeris' threat to seem real, and I'm glad that worked.