I wrote some fluff of my Inquisitor and her girlfriends. Brahda Cadash is asexual and in a romantic poly triad with Cass and Vivienne; Cass and Viv also have a sexual relationship with each other.

In this ficlet, Vivienne finds that Cass and Brahda have been looking at reports for too long and she has to be the responsible one. Again.

Vivienne smiled and shook her head at the the sight before her. Cassandra and Brahda had clearly spent far too much time reading over the papers and books scattered over the table in front of them. Cassandra’s head lay pillowed on one arm, her other arm draped across more papers. Brahda leaned against her, head against the Seeker’s shoulder. The Inquisitor’s mouth was slightly open, and Vivienne heard her snoring softly.

Her lovers were ridiculous, but they were also adorable. She almost hated to wake them. But for the sake of the documents and for the sake their shoulders, necks, and backs, she felt compelled to wake them.

Vivienne stepped around beside Cassandra and trailed an elegant finger along the scar on the Seeker’s cheek cheek until she stirred. Upon awakening, Cassandra sat up suddenly before realizing that Brahda was leaning against her, which sent Brahda tumbling backward off the bench. Cassandra let out a groggily surprised, “Shit!” as Brahda hit the floor.

From the floor Brahda grunted and blinked up at Vivienne and Cassandra. Vivienne was relieved that the dwarf appeared to be fine aside from being a little dazed and freshly awakened.

“…’d I fall asleep?” Brahda asked, making no effort to move from the floor or to move her legs from their new place of being propped against the bench.

“You <i>both</i> fell asleep, darling,” Vivienne replied, arching a brow.

Brahda grunted and rubbed her eyes while Cassandra attempted to straighten the papers on the table. Vivienne placed a hand over Cassandra’s and shook her head. “Leave them. You can look at them again once you’ve slept. Now, to bed with both of you.”

Cassandra stood and stepped over the bench, giving Vivienne a quick kiss before reaching down to help Brahda (who had already started dozing off again) from the floor.

Vivienne clucked her tongue and shook her head. “Whatever shall I do with the two of you?”

Brahda flashed a sleepy but roguish grin and answered, “Love us,” which brought an eye-roll from Cassandra and a laugh from Vivienne.

“I must admit that I do,” Vivienne said. “Now, let’s get you to bed before Cassandra has to carry you, shall we?”