fic: Lea's Dress
Title: Lea's Dress
Author: flipflop555
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Lea/Dianna
Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone mentioned, work of fiction
Summary: Written in response to this picture on achele_loving http://community.livejournal.com/achele_loving/236592.html?view=5091120#t5091120
dom!dianna/sub!rachel
Lea was in her trailer, slipping on the neatly ironed pink dress for the scene she would be shooting at 1pm. She checked the wall clock-12:18pm. She sighed and tried to zip herself up, which of course is impossible to do with a zipper on the back of a dress. But Lea was determined and tried for a solid 5 minutes before giving up. She reached to her table and picked up her phone and clicked speed dial 2. She waited patiently until she heard a soft “Hello?” and immediately started smiling. “Hey babe, could you help me out? I’m having some costume problems…” Lea said into the phone, admiring herself in the dress in the mirror. “Of course Lee, be there in a sec.” Lea closed her phone and smiled at it as if the phone was the one doing her the favor, when really it was her wonderful girlfriend who was dropping her lunch for a fucking zipper.
Just a few minutes later, Dianna walked up the metal steps and opened the trailer door to see Lea waiting patiently on the couch. “Hey baby! What’s the problem?” It was apparent that Dianna had run, if not jogged to Lea’s aid, meaning she had probably been on the other side of the set, meaning Lea felt even pettier as she turned around and pointed to the open zipper, and turned her head over her shoulder to pout.
Dianna stared in shock for a second, before stepping closer. “Seriously Lee? I was eating with Naya and Heather, I walked halfway across California for a zipper?” Dianna wasn’t angry, more like annoyingly amused by her girlfriend antics. “I’m sorry Di…”Lea said, stepping closer to Dianna. She formulated a way to apologize to her girlfriend with each step. “I’m just so helpless without you…” Lea mumbled, now inches from Dianna. The blonde smiled down at the small girl, closing out the space between them as she wrapped her arms around Lea’s tiny waist.
“Oh yea? What else can’t you do without me? Tell me what I’m so good at that you just can’t compare?” Dianna whispered into the brunette’s ear. They both knew exactly where this was going and they were both getting quite excited at the prospect. “Well,” Lea started, “I just can’t cook like you can. I can barely make toast.” Lea was now leaning into Dianna’s neck, pressing soft kisses on the pale skin. “Go on,” Dianna commanded.
“And I’m just no good at driving baby, not like you. You’re my sexy little chauffer.” Lea was now pressing open mouthed kisses on Dianna’s neck, making the blonde whimper quietly. “What-what else can’t you do Lea? Please?” Lea knew exactly what Dianna was asking for, and who was she to deny Dianna of this pleasure?
“I just caaaaan’t fuck myself like you fuck me,” Lea finally sighed, running her hands up Dianna’s side and cupping her breasts. “Oh I try Di…when I’m alone real late and you’re out of town, or still shooting…” Dianna was panting, leaning into the small figure beneath her. “I think about your tongue running up and down my slit, and I get so wet Di, just thinking about you soaks me.” Lea dropped her hand down, pulling one of Dianna’s hands off of her waist and linking fingers. “But I use my fingers, I use toys, and nothing, and I mean nothing compares to your oh-so-talented tongue and your godly fingers,” Lea whimpered, bringing Dianna’s hand up to her mouth and sucking on two fingers languidly.
“Lea, let me fuck you baby, I wanna make you feel so good for the rest of the day,” Dianna growled. Lea looked up at her helplessly and nodded, playing into Dianna’s possessive attitude, a major turn-on for both. Dianna and Lea began kissing aggressively, as Dianna took control and began pushing Lea up against a wall. They landed with a thud just as Dianna began sucking on Lea’s sensitive neck, sparking an animal-like groan. Dianna forcefully gripped Lea’s dress, yanking it up to her hips, revealing a soft yellow thong. Dianna snaked her hand underneath, cupping Lea’s hot sex. Lea groaned, thrusting her hips into Dianna’s hand, rubbing herself like a cat in heat. As Lea began to move her hands to Dianna’s shoulders to hold on, Dianna stopped abruptly.
“No way. I want you helpless. Arms up Lea, now.” Dianna wasn’t kidding around, she stared into Lea’s dark eyes, lightening her grip on Lea’s center. Lea whimpered helplessly, slowly raising her arms up into the position Dianna loved so much. Dianna smirked with approval, and scoped the room for something to tie Lea’s hands with. Seeing nothing of use, she turned her attention back to the trembling girl before her and sighed. “Now Lea, I wanna tie you up, I want you at my mercy baby, but it just doesn’t look like there’s anything here. So you’re gonna be good and keep your hands like that, right baby?” Lea looked at her wide-eyed.
“I-I…Di, I can’t-“
Dianna sighed. “Let me rephrase this,” she rubbed her thumb gently over Lea’s clit, who shuddered and clamped her eyes shut, “if you want me to make you cum-like only I can, you will keep your hands there. Understand?” Lea whined and nodded weakly. “Good girl,” Dianna muttered with a smirk before shoving three fingers into Lea, who was now dripping down her thigh. Lea screamed in ecstasy, her hands high above her head shaking.
Dianna wanted to make Lea hers, so damn badly, she wanted Lea to know that she belonged to Dianna; she wanted to reinforce what had started all of this-only Dianna Agron could fuck her like this. “Fuck you’re so easy baby. Look at you, all you wanna do is grab me and you can’t. You need me so badly. You love being dominated, it gets you off, it makes you cream all over me, and no one fucking knows that.” She was positively growling into Lea’s ear, thrusting hard but avoiding the brunette’s clit. Dianna wanted to say everything she ever wanted to say right here, right now, and couldn’t let Lea cum until she knew all of this.
“You’re mine Lea, you’re all mine. And you fucking know it. Are you ready to cum Lee? Have you had enough yet?” Lea whimpered and nodded, her hands clawing at each other above her head. “Tell me what you like baby,” Dianna whispered into Lea’s ears, licking it slowly. “Y-y-your fingers Diiiii,” Lea whined. “What else?” Dianna groaned, picking up her thrusting even more. Lea saw what Dianna was going for, before whining, “When y-you m-m-make me yours!” Dianna nipped Lea’s earlobe. “Don’t ever forget that,” the blonde replied quietly, and gave her girlfriend the release she craved.
Dianna pushed in as deep as she could and pressed her thumb into Lea’s stiff clit. Lea thrashed wildly, screaming incoherent declarations of love for Dianna and her magic fingers. Finally the small girl began to calm down, dropping her hands before promptly falling to the ground, panting heavily. Dianna stood over her, grinning smugly. She kneeled down and kissed her girlfriends lips softly, eventually helping her girlfriend up. Lea, whose knees were still weak, turned around slowly and pointed to her zipper with a tired smile. Dianna grinned and zipped her up quickly. They began to walk out happily until Dianna noticed Lea starting to straighten out her skirt.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” Dianna snapped. Lea turned around stunned at her girlfriend’s reaction to a seemingly innocent task. “Ummm, fixing my dress? If I don’t, everyone will know we were just fucking!” Lea replied. “Exactly,” Dianna said coldly. “Keep the dress how it is, I want everyone to know what you were doing, I want everyone to know I just fucked your brains out.” Lea began to smile, “Ryan’s gonna yell at you Di…”
Dianna smirked. “Let him.”
Author: flipflop555
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Lea/Dianna
Disclaimer: I don't own anything or anyone mentioned, work of fiction
Summary: Written in response to this picture on achele_loving http://community.livejournal.com/achele_loving/236592.html?view=5091120#t5091120
dom!dianna/sub!rachel
Lea was in her trailer, slipping on the neatly ironed pink dress for the scene she would be shooting at 1pm. She checked the wall clock-12:18pm. She sighed and tried to zip herself up, which of course is impossible to do with a zipper on the back of a dress. But Lea was determined and tried for a solid 5 minutes before giving up. She reached to her table and picked up her phone and clicked speed dial 2. She waited patiently until she heard a soft “Hello?” and immediately started smiling. “Hey babe, could you help me out? I’m having some costume problems…” Lea said into the phone, admiring herself in the dress in the mirror. “Of course Lee, be there in a sec.” Lea closed her phone and smiled at it as if the phone was the one doing her the favor, when really it was her wonderful girlfriend who was dropping her lunch for a fucking zipper.
Just a few minutes later, Dianna walked up the metal steps and opened the trailer door to see Lea waiting patiently on the couch. “Hey baby! What’s the problem?” It was apparent that Dianna had run, if not jogged to Lea’s aid, meaning she had probably been on the other side of the set, meaning Lea felt even pettier as she turned around and pointed to the open zipper, and turned her head over her shoulder to pout.
Dianna stared in shock for a second, before stepping closer. “Seriously Lee? I was eating with Naya and Heather, I walked halfway across California for a zipper?” Dianna wasn’t angry, more like annoyingly amused by her girlfriend antics. “I’m sorry Di…”Lea said, stepping closer to Dianna. She formulated a way to apologize to her girlfriend with each step. “I’m just so helpless without you…” Lea mumbled, now inches from Dianna. The blonde smiled down at the small girl, closing out the space between them as she wrapped her arms around Lea’s tiny waist.
“Oh yea? What else can’t you do without me? Tell me what I’m so good at that you just can’t compare?” Dianna whispered into the brunette’s ear. They both knew exactly where this was going and they were both getting quite excited at the prospect. “Well,” Lea started, “I just can’t cook like you can. I can barely make toast.” Lea was now leaning into Dianna’s neck, pressing soft kisses on the pale skin. “Go on,” Dianna commanded.
“And I’m just no good at driving baby, not like you. You’re my sexy little chauffer.” Lea was now pressing open mouthed kisses on Dianna’s neck, making the blonde whimper quietly. “What-what else can’t you do Lea? Please?” Lea knew exactly what Dianna was asking for, and who was she to deny Dianna of this pleasure?
“I just caaaaan’t fuck myself like you fuck me,” Lea finally sighed, running her hands up Dianna’s side and cupping her breasts. “Oh I try Di…when I’m alone real late and you’re out of town, or still shooting…” Dianna was panting, leaning into the small figure beneath her. “I think about your tongue running up and down my slit, and I get so wet Di, just thinking about you soaks me.” Lea dropped her hand down, pulling one of Dianna’s hands off of her waist and linking fingers. “But I use my fingers, I use toys, and nothing, and I mean nothing compares to your oh-so-talented tongue and your godly fingers,” Lea whimpered, bringing Dianna’s hand up to her mouth and sucking on two fingers languidly.
“Lea, let me fuck you baby, I wanna make you feel so good for the rest of the day,” Dianna growled. Lea looked up at her helplessly and nodded, playing into Dianna’s possessive attitude, a major turn-on for both. Dianna and Lea began kissing aggressively, as Dianna took control and began pushing Lea up against a wall. They landed with a thud just as Dianna began sucking on Lea’s sensitive neck, sparking an animal-like groan. Dianna forcefully gripped Lea’s dress, yanking it up to her hips, revealing a soft yellow thong. Dianna snaked her hand underneath, cupping Lea’s hot sex. Lea groaned, thrusting her hips into Dianna’s hand, rubbing herself like a cat in heat. As Lea began to move her hands to Dianna’s shoulders to hold on, Dianna stopped abruptly.
“No way. I want you helpless. Arms up Lea, now.” Dianna wasn’t kidding around, she stared into Lea’s dark eyes, lightening her grip on Lea’s center. Lea whimpered helplessly, slowly raising her arms up into the position Dianna loved so much. Dianna smirked with approval, and scoped the room for something to tie Lea’s hands with. Seeing nothing of use, she turned her attention back to the trembling girl before her and sighed. “Now Lea, I wanna tie you up, I want you at my mercy baby, but it just doesn’t look like there’s anything here. So you’re gonna be good and keep your hands like that, right baby?” Lea looked at her wide-eyed.
“I-I…Di, I can’t-“
Dianna sighed. “Let me rephrase this,” she rubbed her thumb gently over Lea’s clit, who shuddered and clamped her eyes shut, “if you want me to make you cum-like only I can, you will keep your hands there. Understand?” Lea whined and nodded weakly. “Good girl,” Dianna muttered with a smirk before shoving three fingers into Lea, who was now dripping down her thigh. Lea screamed in ecstasy, her hands high above her head shaking.
Dianna wanted to make Lea hers, so damn badly, she wanted Lea to know that she belonged to Dianna; she wanted to reinforce what had started all of this-only Dianna Agron could fuck her like this. “Fuck you’re so easy baby. Look at you, all you wanna do is grab me and you can’t. You need me so badly. You love being dominated, it gets you off, it makes you cream all over me, and no one fucking knows that.” She was positively growling into Lea’s ear, thrusting hard but avoiding the brunette’s clit. Dianna wanted to say everything she ever wanted to say right here, right now, and couldn’t let Lea cum until she knew all of this.
“You’re mine Lea, you’re all mine. And you fucking know it. Are you ready to cum Lee? Have you had enough yet?” Lea whimpered and nodded, her hands clawing at each other above her head. “Tell me what you like baby,” Dianna whispered into Lea’s ears, licking it slowly. “Y-y-your fingers Diiiii,” Lea whined. “What else?” Dianna groaned, picking up her thrusting even more. Lea saw what Dianna was going for, before whining, “When y-you m-m-make me yours!” Dianna nipped Lea’s earlobe. “Don’t ever forget that,” the blonde replied quietly, and gave her girlfriend the release she craved.
Dianna pushed in as deep as she could and pressed her thumb into Lea’s stiff clit. Lea thrashed wildly, screaming incoherent declarations of love for Dianna and her magic fingers. Finally the small girl began to calm down, dropping her hands before promptly falling to the ground, panting heavily. Dianna stood over her, grinning smugly. She kneeled down and kissed her girlfriends lips softly, eventually helping her girlfriend up. Lea, whose knees were still weak, turned around slowly and pointed to her zipper with a tired smile. Dianna grinned and zipped her up quickly. They began to walk out happily until Dianna noticed Lea starting to straighten out her skirt.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” Dianna snapped. Lea turned around stunned at her girlfriend’s reaction to a seemingly innocent task. “Ummm, fixing my dress? If I don’t, everyone will know we were just fucking!” Lea replied. “Exactly,” Dianna said coldly. “Keep the dress how it is, I want everyone to know what you were doing, I want everyone to know I just fucked your brains out.” Lea began to smile, “Ryan’s gonna yell at you Di…”
Dianna smirked. “Let him.”