Rowan

tried my hand at some domestic fluff for these 2

joy | Emerie x Elain for slice of life for @sjmsapphic

When the telltale sound of the cottage front door rattling shut makes its way to through the house, and out back through the open kitchen window, Elain smiles.

“I’m out here, Em,” she calls out. "In the garden."

Moments later, her wife emerges out the back door and through the trellis to where Elain kneels in the dirt.

"How was training?" she asks.

"The usual," Emerie says, working on the straps to loosen the leather cuirass around her chest. "I think I finally mastered that disarming technique."

Elain rises from the garden bed, and wipes the dirt from her hands off on her sundress before taking over cuirass untying duty. "With the longstaff?"

"That's the one," Emerie laughs. "What've you been up to this morning?"

"Transferring seedlings," Elain says. Finished untying the leathers, she wraps her arms around Emerie's waist. "We're going to have a colorful garden this summer."

Emerie holds Elain's face in her hands. "I can't wait."