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rainbowfic2012-02-12 05:25 pm
subluxate) wrote in rainbowfic2012-02-12 05:25 pm
Lust and Rainbow
Author: Kelly
Color: Lust 11. try something new; Rainbow 6. off the straight and narrow
Styles and Supplies: Seed Beads; Pastels (my current gen+romance card fororigfic_bingo, N2. keeping warm); Brush (vade mecum) ; Oils (stuck together like glue); Fabric (#074); Chalk
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 549
Story: Polyfaceted (Index ~ Timeline); the title of this piece is "Summer Clothes".
Notes: Takes place July of 2014. My last Sex Is Not the Enemy prompt. Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome.
Summary: Janet’s been thinking about something.
“Oh good, you’re home.”
Alyce blinked; she was pretty highly anticipated, judging by that tone. Then she saw Janet on the couch, and her heart leapt. Janet was in just in loose jeans and her bra, like she’d been waiting and started to lose her patience.
Waiting for a reason Alyce was really going to like, evidently.
“If I’d known you were waiting like this, I’d have been here sooner.” Alyce toed off her shoes and took her wallet and phone from her pockets, leaving them on the small table along with her keys. Then she went to her wife to kiss her deeply, hands sliding into her hair.
“Bed,” Janet said huskily, eyes raking over Alyce. “But take your shirt off.”
“Yes ma’am,” Alyce said, laughing quietly, but pulled her t-shirt up over her head.
“It’s our first married summer,” Janet said. “Shirtlessness should be common.”
“Not toplessness?” Alyce teased.
“You try carrying the girls without support for hours,” Janet tossed back. She stood and kissed Alyce again, her hands nimbly unhooking Alyce’s bra, which Alyce shrugged off. “Now, you…”
Alyce cupped Janet’s breasts, considering. “I’ll go topless, you go shirtless,” she suggested.
“I like this plan. Now bedroom.”
Alyce laughed, but she obliged. When she stopped inside the room to take off her shorts, Janet’s hand on her back pressed her forward. Interesting, but she went with it, lying with her head on the pillows and her wrists casually crossed just above her head.
“Good,” Janet said after sitting and looking her over, then leaned down to kiss her slowly while she unbuttoned and unzipped Alyce’s shorts, then took off her own bra. “You look good, honey.” And then…
Her hand slid under the waistband of Alyce’s underwear, fingers slipping through the curls of her pubic hair, and Alyce was already tingly in her crotch and breasts, body warming in a much more pleasant way than when she’d taken the Corlioni kids out that morning. And then Janet’s fingers were on her clit, and any other thoughts whatsoever went out of Alyce’s head. She lifted her hips desperately into Janet’s touch as a cry tore out of her mouth, her shoulders and arms pressing back into the bed and pillows. Shots of pleasure, electricity burning through her, jolts and shakes and pure good, and then her vision went white in what felt like no time at all. Then Janet’s fingers were off her and Janet’s mouth covered hers, and Alyce kissed her back hard, panting. Only then did she realize that Janet’s hand was still inside her underwear. “Oh god,” she gasped, because Janet’s fingers were back on her.
After that third burst of all-consuming pleasure, of whited vision, Janet finally took her hand out of Alyce’s underwear, and Alyce still trembled with the force of that last one. She couldn’t form words, she didn’t think, especially not when Janet delicately licked her fingers clean and then bent to kiss her again.
Those kisses brought Alyce back to words enough that she could ask, “What brought that on?”
“I wanted to see if it would be as hot as I thought,” Janet murmured against her mouth. Alyce could feel Janet’s grin. “It was.”
“Oh.” Alyce sat up, pulling Janet to her. “That makes it my turn, then.”
Color: Lust 11. try something new; Rainbow 6. off the straight and narrow
Styles and Supplies: Seed Beads; Pastels (my current gen+romance card for
origfic_bingo, N2. keeping warm); Brush (vade mecum) ; Oils (stuck together like glue); Fabric (#074); Chalk
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 549
Story: Polyfaceted (Index ~ Timeline); the title of this piece is "Summer Clothes".
Notes: Takes place July of 2014. My last Sex Is Not the Enemy prompt. Constructive criticism is, as always, welcome.
Summary: Janet’s been thinking about something.
“Oh good, you’re home.”
Alyce blinked; she was pretty highly anticipated, judging by that tone. Then she saw Janet on the couch, and her heart leapt. Janet was in just in loose jeans and her bra, like she’d been waiting and started to lose her patience.
Waiting for a reason Alyce was really going to like, evidently.
“If I’d known you were waiting like this, I’d have been here sooner.” Alyce toed off her shoes and took her wallet and phone from her pockets, leaving them on the small table along with her keys. Then she went to her wife to kiss her deeply, hands sliding into her hair.
“Bed,” Janet said huskily, eyes raking over Alyce. “But take your shirt off.”
“Yes ma’am,” Alyce said, laughing quietly, but pulled her t-shirt up over her head.
“It’s our first married summer,” Janet said. “Shirtlessness should be common.”
“Not toplessness?” Alyce teased.
“You try carrying the girls without support for hours,” Janet tossed back. She stood and kissed Alyce again, her hands nimbly unhooking Alyce’s bra, which Alyce shrugged off. “Now, you…”
Alyce cupped Janet’s breasts, considering. “I’ll go topless, you go shirtless,” she suggested.
“I like this plan. Now bedroom.”
Alyce laughed, but she obliged. When she stopped inside the room to take off her shorts, Janet’s hand on her back pressed her forward. Interesting, but she went with it, lying with her head on the pillows and her wrists casually crossed just above her head.
“Good,” Janet said after sitting and looking her over, then leaned down to kiss her slowly while she unbuttoned and unzipped Alyce’s shorts, then took off her own bra. “You look good, honey.” And then…
Her hand slid under the waistband of Alyce’s underwear, fingers slipping through the curls of her pubic hair, and Alyce was already tingly in her crotch and breasts, body warming in a much more pleasant way than when she’d taken the Corlioni kids out that morning. And then Janet’s fingers were on her clit, and any other thoughts whatsoever went out of Alyce’s head. She lifted her hips desperately into Janet’s touch as a cry tore out of her mouth, her shoulders and arms pressing back into the bed and pillows. Shots of pleasure, electricity burning through her, jolts and shakes and pure good, and then her vision went white in what felt like no time at all. Then Janet’s fingers were off her and Janet’s mouth covered hers, and Alyce kissed her back hard, panting. Only then did she realize that Janet’s hand was still inside her underwear. “Oh god,” she gasped, because Janet’s fingers were back on her.
After that third burst of all-consuming pleasure, of whited vision, Janet finally took her hand out of Alyce’s underwear, and Alyce still trembled with the force of that last one. She couldn’t form words, she didn’t think, especially not when Janet delicately licked her fingers clean and then bent to kiss her again.
Those kisses brought Alyce back to words enough that she could ask, “What brought that on?”
“I wanted to see if it would be as hot as I thought,” Janet murmured against her mouth. Alyce could feel Janet’s grin. “It was.”
“Oh.” Alyce sat up, pulling Janet to her. “That makes it my turn, then.”
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Thank you!
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I AGREE.
ESPECIALLY THE FINGER LICKING.
Wait, I mean ESPECIALLY THE EVERYTHING.
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Great work!
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Thanks!
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