Title: Orbs
Words: 153
Rating: pg-13
A/N: I was just writing this in jest to
netslayerette. Thought it might give you a chuckle. I don't mean to be this evil/nasty, really. (and I swear I can write non-snark)
Olivia's chocolate orbs met Alex's shot glasses cocktails pools of cerulean liqueur. She peppered Hershey kisses onto Alex's candy lips, caressed her milky cookies and cream skin (why hadn't Alex exfoliated?). Delicately, she bit Alex's strawberry nipples. She vowed to make fruit salad of her.
She was sure they'd be setting up franchises soon.
Alex moaned deliciously as she was devoured. But suddenly, Willy Wonka popped his head into the bedroom.
"You thieving, conniving…. you stole my recipes!"
Olivia's orbs never managed well under the heat of glares. Cocoa-flavored liquid dribbled down her cheeks, as she stared him down.
"Hey, I was born with these Chocolate Orbs!" But she was distracted by Alex, lapping the spillage from her chin.
"Nonsense. They are my latest invention," Wonka protested.
"Mmmmm," Alex hummed, licking her lips. "Well I can attest to the fact that Olivia's a genetic freak."
Wonka narrowed his eyes. "Stay away from my factory."