Drabbletag - Gentle
Title: Slow On Down
Prompt: Drabbletag 5 - Gentle
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Malia/Kira
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 250
Kira’s legs are shaking a little. She’s ready for this, so ready, and while she’s a little nervous, it’s the excitement that makes her tremble, the anticipation.
She’s not sure what she’s been expecting, but it isn’t this. It isn’t Malia’s lips trailing soft kisses across her inner thighs, over and over. It isn’t a carefully slow pace, touches drawn out into something tantalising, leaving Kira biting her lip, desperate for more.
Malia’s so blunt, so to-the-point in every other aspect of her life, and she kisses Kira with such passion and forcefulness when they’re together. But right now she’s being so gentle, like Kira is something delicate and sweet, something to be savoured.
When Malia finally presses her mouth to Kira’s clit, it’s just as light as every other touch, and Kira bucks her hips up without thought, chasing Malia’s lips when she pulls back.
Malia’s pupils are dilated, a pretty flush across her face when Kira looks down at her. “I haven’t done this before,” she admits, although Kira already knows, they’ve shared all their history. “I want to go slow.”
Kira brushes her hand over Malia’s cheek, smiling fondly at her, even while she grows hotter, wetter for the way Malia’s looking at her. “Slow is good,” she promises. “Although I’m starting to worry that you say slow, but you mean tease.”
Malia smirks up at her, thumbs rubbing against Kira’s hips. “Maybe I mean both,” she purrs, and presses another impossibly gentle kiss between Kira’s thighs.
Prompt: Drabbletag 5 - Gentle
Fandom: Teen Wolf
Pairing: Malia/Kira
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 250
Kira’s legs are shaking a little. She’s ready for this, so ready, and while she’s a little nervous, it’s the excitement that makes her tremble, the anticipation.
She’s not sure what she’s been expecting, but it isn’t this. It isn’t Malia’s lips trailing soft kisses across her inner thighs, over and over. It isn’t a carefully slow pace, touches drawn out into something tantalising, leaving Kira biting her lip, desperate for more.
Malia’s so blunt, so to-the-point in every other aspect of her life, and she kisses Kira with such passion and forcefulness when they’re together. But right now she’s being so gentle, like Kira is something delicate and sweet, something to be savoured.
When Malia finally presses her mouth to Kira’s clit, it’s just as light as every other touch, and Kira bucks her hips up without thought, chasing Malia’s lips when she pulls back.
Malia’s pupils are dilated, a pretty flush across her face when Kira looks down at her. “I haven’t done this before,” she admits, although Kira already knows, they’ve shared all their history. “I want to go slow.”
Kira brushes her hand over Malia’s cheek, smiling fondly at her, even while she grows hotter, wetter for the way Malia’s looking at her. “Slow is good,” she promises. “Although I’m starting to worry that you say slow, but you mean tease.”
Malia smirks up at her, thumbs rubbing against Kira’s hips. “Maybe I mean both,” she purrs, and presses another impossibly gentle kiss between Kira’s thighs.