#irulan

Irulan: darling behave

Y/N: in front of whom? It’s just us. Alone. In your office

Irulan gives it some thought…

Irulan; thank you for reminding me

She pulls her spouse into a fiery kiss…

"A beginning is a very delicate time." ~~~

Irulan shows up in David Lynch's dune for approximately five seconds, but I dig her. Also I get a kick out of her opening narration... silly goose, forgetting to tell us that spice exists on only one planet in the entire Universe. But she fades back into reality to tell us, so it's all good.

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𝐃𝐔𝐍𝐄 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

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Weekly fifteen-minute flash fic freewrite challenge courtesy of @flashfictionfridayofficial :)

Fandom: Dune Pairing: Chani/Irulan

It takes an instant to interpret a known thing when that thing is exposed as something unknown.

After, they lay in long silence, skin draped full against skin. The sweat of their exertions had already begun to wick away from the hot press of their bodies, taken by the quenchless air. Lost from them, but not wasted. Only returned to the world that might one day offer it back in kind.

Where the narcotic illumination faded, an awareness of strange communion remained like an evaporite mineral. Irulan's gaze lingered high and far away through the repeated mental folding of gestalten incorporation, through the winding calculus of every movement and choice that led her to here. Her breath found its steadiness beneath the weight of Chani's cheek laid upon the bony space between her breasts. Irulan glanced down at the body strewn atop hers, sinewed and tender, cord-pulled and rendered slack.

When she threaded her fingers through the roots of Chani's hair, Chani allowed it.

And, stripped of imperiality, Irulan finally murmured, "You are not what you seemed."