Drabbletag - Fastest
Title: Speedily
Prompt: Drabbletag 6 - Fastest
Fandom: Disney
Pairing: Vidia/Tinker Bell
Rating: R
Word count: 250
Vidia’s always been the fastest. She can fly circles around the other fairies in Pixie Hollow - even the other fast-flying fairies can’t keep up. She can chase down the very wind, can make a summer breeze jealous of her speed.
So there’s no reason why being fast should suddenly be embarrassing.
But it is.
Vidia moans, long and loud and earnest, and then slaps her hands over her mouth. Moans again, muffled through her fingers this time, and more mortified than anything else.
Tink just rolls her eyes like Vidia’s being daft.
Vidia’s flushed and probably pink as a raspberry, but at least Tink isn’t doing much better, so there’s some comfort in that. The glistening of Tink’s forehead is definitely more sweat than fairy dust.
“Wow, Vidia, I’m impressed,” Tink smirks, and Vidia wants to curl up in a ball of embarrassment, but she can’t, because Tink’s fingers are still moving lazily between her thighs and there’s no way she wants that to stop.
“Don’t say it,” she mutters instead, lips still pressed to her palm.
Tink’s smirk gets wider. “Well, you are known for your speed,” she teases, and Vidia moans yet again, because her pride is extremely dented right now, and Tink’s enjoying every second.
It’s just that whenever Tink touches her, Vidia comes so fast, overwhelmed on pleasure so quickly it’s getting ridiculous.
Tink winks at her. “Guess us tinkers really are good with our hands.”
This time it’s Vidia’s turn to roll her eyes.
Prompt: Drabbletag 6 - Fastest
Fandom: Disney
Pairing: Vidia/Tinker Bell
Rating: R
Word count: 250
Vidia’s always been the fastest. She can fly circles around the other fairies in Pixie Hollow - even the other fast-flying fairies can’t keep up. She can chase down the very wind, can make a summer breeze jealous of her speed.
So there’s no reason why being fast should suddenly be embarrassing.
But it is.
Vidia moans, long and loud and earnest, and then slaps her hands over her mouth. Moans again, muffled through her fingers this time, and more mortified than anything else.
Tink just rolls her eyes like Vidia’s being daft.
Vidia’s flushed and probably pink as a raspberry, but at least Tink isn’t doing much better, so there’s some comfort in that. The glistening of Tink’s forehead is definitely more sweat than fairy dust.
“Wow, Vidia, I’m impressed,” Tink smirks, and Vidia wants to curl up in a ball of embarrassment, but she can’t, because Tink’s fingers are still moving lazily between her thighs and there’s no way she wants that to stop.
“Don’t say it,” she mutters instead, lips still pressed to her palm.
Tink’s smirk gets wider. “Well, you are known for your speed,” she teases, and Vidia moans yet again, because her pride is extremely dented right now, and Tink’s enjoying every second.
It’s just that whenever Tink touches her, Vidia comes so fast, overwhelmed on pleasure so quickly it’s getting ridiculous.
Tink winks at her. “Guess us tinkers really are good with our hands.”
This time it’s Vidia’s turn to roll her eyes.