Snow/Emma - Mirror
Author: Masfawkes
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Miror
Word Count: 247
“Keep watching,” Snow ordered.
The hand gripping her throat holding her head up made it so Emma had no choice but to do as told, eyes fixed on the large mirror that covered the wall.
Looking in the mirror filled her with lust but also embarrassment that she knew there wasn't really a reason for, but she couldn't help it.
Not when the reflection was her, flushed and pressed tightly with her back against Snow's chest, that strong but soft hand on her throat holding her tightly but gently.
When Snow's knee between her bare thighs was keeping her spread and on display.
“Look at you,” Snow cooed, pressing a kiss behind Emma's ear, freehand stroking her cunt in praise. “Look at my gorgeous girl.”
Emma whimpered, face flushing darker when Snow seized her clit with her fingers and gave it a quick tug,.
It was mortifying to watch herself react.
It was making her wetter.
There was no point denying it when she'd already noticeably soaked the thigh of Snow's pants.
“My sweet baby.”
Snow's words were soft but her fingers far from it.
“Look at you, so sweet.”
The tug happened again, Emma's hips jerking into it.
“So lovely.”
Fingers slipping backwards, circling her entrance.
“So wonderful.”
Emma gasped, eyes locked on Snow's in the mirror, when the fingers shoved inside her.
“See how beautiful you are for Mommy?”
Beautiful because of Mommy, Emma thought but didn't dare say.
Snow made her beautiful.
“My beautiful girl.”
Fandom: Once Upon a Time
Pairing: Snow/Emma
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Miror
Word Count: 247
“Keep watching,” Snow ordered.
The hand gripping her throat holding her head up made it so Emma had no choice but to do as told, eyes fixed on the large mirror that covered the wall.
Looking in the mirror filled her with lust but also embarrassment that she knew there wasn't really a reason for, but she couldn't help it.
Not when the reflection was her, flushed and pressed tightly with her back against Snow's chest, that strong but soft hand on her throat holding her tightly but gently.
When Snow's knee between her bare thighs was keeping her spread and on display.
“Look at you,” Snow cooed, pressing a kiss behind Emma's ear, freehand stroking her cunt in praise. “Look at my gorgeous girl.”
Emma whimpered, face flushing darker when Snow seized her clit with her fingers and gave it a quick tug,.
It was mortifying to watch herself react.
It was making her wetter.
There was no point denying it when she'd already noticeably soaked the thigh of Snow's pants.
“My sweet baby.”
Snow's words were soft but her fingers far from it.
“Look at you, so sweet.”
The tug happened again, Emma's hips jerking into it.
“So lovely.”
Fingers slipping backwards, circling her entrance.
“So wonderful.”
Emma gasped, eyes locked on Snow's in the mirror, when the fingers shoved inside her.
“See how beautiful you are for Mommy?”
Beautiful because of Mommy, Emma thought but didn't dare say.
Snow made her beautiful.
“My beautiful girl.”