Those Who Dance; Doctor Who; G
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morgynleriTitle: Those Who Dance
Fandom: Doctor Who
AU: Fairytales & Nightmares
Rating: G
Characters: Koschei, Romana
Pairing: Koschei/Romana
Summary: Those who dance are thought mad by those who cannot hear the music.
Notes: Koschei and Romana both are in their first regenerations, and this is sometime before Donna becomes Koschei's companion. Double drabble.
Faint, knowing smiles play across their faces as they move confidently through the dance, bodies never quite touching, gazes locked across the space. Spin and stomp and step, back and forth, up and down the otherwise empty hall. Uncaring that there is no music, and no one else to dance with, or what any one else will think if they see them.
Palms close enough for the heat to resonate between them, steps deliberate as they circle each other. His smile widening a fraction, skin crinkling at the corners of his eyes, before he looks away, turning in place before his other hand comes up in sync with hers. Amusement and affection warming her gaze as they make the second turn, returning to where they had begun.
Another set, stomp and clap and turn, sweeping them toward the front of the hall, before they bow in unison, dance drawing to a close before he reaches for her hand. Bringing her fingertips up, still holding her gaze as he brushes a gentle kiss over them. Stepping away only when she smiles, and nods graciously in concession. A dance well done, another move made in a game with an outcome still uncertain.
Fandom: Doctor Who
AU: Fairytales & Nightmares
Rating: G
Characters: Koschei, Romana
Pairing: Koschei/Romana
Summary: Those who dance are thought mad by those who cannot hear the music.
Notes: Koschei and Romana both are in their first regenerations, and this is sometime before Donna becomes Koschei's companion. Double drabble.
Faint, knowing smiles play across their faces as they move confidently through the dance, bodies never quite touching, gazes locked across the space. Spin and stomp and step, back and forth, up and down the otherwise empty hall. Uncaring that there is no music, and no one else to dance with, or what any one else will think if they see them.
Palms close enough for the heat to resonate between them, steps deliberate as they circle each other. His smile widening a fraction, skin crinkling at the corners of his eyes, before he looks away, turning in place before his other hand comes up in sync with hers. Amusement and affection warming her gaze as they make the second turn, returning to where they had begun.
Another set, stomp and clap and turn, sweeping them toward the front of the hall, before they bow in unison, dance drawing to a close before he reaches for her hand. Bringing her fingertips up, still holding her gaze as he brushes a gentle kiss over them. Stepping away only when she smiles, and nods graciously in concession. A dance well done, another move made in a game with an outcome still uncertain.