FILL - Dust Up (1/2)salmon_pinkFebruary 24 2014, 21:32:12 UTC
They may not have had the greatest of starts to their relationship, but Tinker Bell and Vidia are friends now. More than friends, in fact.
Unfortunately, they’re still rather competitive with each other.
Which is why their kisses tend to feel kind of like a form of fighting, like an extension of their bickering. Vidia’s always a little bit rough, and Tinker Bell tends to complain about it, but there’s a part of her that likes it. Really likes it, but she hasn’t actually admitted that to Vidia.
Instead, Tinker Bell kisses back just as rough. She pulls at Vidia’s hair and bites at her bottom lip, and Vidia shifts impatiently against her, hands on Tinker Bell’s hips and ass. Pulling her close until Tinker Bell is straddling her lap, Vidia’s waist between her thighs, and Tinker Bell squirms, feeling spread out and exposed and kind of amazingVidia kisses at her neck, and Tinker Bell doesn’t mean to tilt her head back, her body just sort of does it without her consent. Displaying more of her neck for Vidia to suck and nibble at, and
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FILL - Dust Up (2/2)salmon_pinkFebruary 24 2014, 21:32:46 UTC
When they break apart, Vidia laughs again, fingers squeezing Tinker Bell’s thigh. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she murmurs.
And then her hand is sliding higher up Tinker Bell’s thigh, moving to press right between Tinker Bell’s legs where she’s never before been touched, and Tinker Bell gasps and instinctively arches into the feeling.
Vidia’s hands are delicate in a way they’ve never been with Tinker Bell before. They gently push Tinker Bell’s underwear aside, slipping beneath the material, and then they stroke over Tinker Bell’s folds, so light that Tinker Bell can’t help but try to push her hips forward, chasing the teasing sensation.
“This is okay?” Vidia purrs, eyes sharp as they watch every catch of Tinker Bell’s breathing, every flutter of her eyelids.
“The only thing that won’t be okay is if you stop,” Tinker Bell snaps, fidgeting across Vidia’s lap impatiently
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Unfortunately, they’re still rather competitive with each other.
Which is why their kisses tend to feel kind of like a form of fighting, like an extension of their bickering. Vidia’s always a little bit rough, and Tinker Bell tends to complain about it, but there’s a part of her that likes it. Really likes it, but she hasn’t actually admitted that to Vidia.
Instead, Tinker Bell kisses back just as rough. She pulls at Vidia’s hair and bites at her bottom lip, and Vidia shifts impatiently against her, hands on Tinker Bell’s hips and ass. Pulling her close until Tinker Bell is straddling her lap, Vidia’s waist between her thighs, and Tinker Bell squirms, feeling spread out and exposed and kind of amazingVidia kisses at her neck, and Tinker Bell doesn’t mean to tilt her head back, her body just sort of does it without her consent. Displaying more of her neck for Vidia to suck and nibble at, and ( ... )
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And then her hand is sliding higher up Tinker Bell’s thigh, moving to press right between Tinker Bell’s legs where she’s never before been touched, and Tinker Bell gasps and instinctively arches into the feeling.
Vidia’s hands are delicate in a way they’ve never been with Tinker Bell before. They gently push Tinker Bell’s underwear aside, slipping beneath the material, and then they stroke over Tinker Bell’s folds, so light that Tinker Bell can’t help but try to push her hips forward, chasing the teasing sensation.
“This is okay?” Vidia purrs, eyes sharp as they watch every catch of Tinker Bell’s breathing, every flutter of her eyelids.
“The only thing that won’t be okay is if you stop,” Tinker Bell snaps, fidgeting across Vidia’s lap impatiently ( ... )
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