Cookies n Cream #19, Cotton Candy #27, Carob #20 with Cherry - Snow White Queen, Chapter 1
Author: askingxalice
Title: Snow White Queen - Chapter 1
Summary: Tired of Kurt’s possessiveness and anger problems, Cherry starts an affair with the closest woman to her. But when Rebecca White, a photographer with pictures that could ruin her entire career, threatens to expose her, there is only one thing Cherry can do....
Story: Second Genesis
Timeline: June 2042 - Faith and Kurt are 26, Chastity and Rebecca are 24.
Challenge: Cookies n Cream #19 (serve), Cotton Candy #27 (taking advantage), Carob #20 (dedication)
Toppings/Extras: Cherry (This is chapter one of a fanfiction written about Chloe, by a fan.)
Word Count: 942
Rating: PG-13
Notes: The credit for this goes completely to gandolforf , who actually dared me to write a fanfic written about Chloe, by a fan. How could I refuse? This is dedicated to you, gandolforf .
As the sun rose, the bedroom slowly filled with bright light. The light and gauzy curtains that covered the large, French windows of the bedroom did little to block out the light, thought the figure on the bed didn’t seem at all bothered by the light. As the sunlight reached the head of the bed, bright blue eyes blinked open and were instantly alert. Sitting up, the covers fell back to reveal a curvaceous body that was taut with muscle that did nothing to take away from her beauty, and thick, dark curly hair fell over one shoulder as she stretched and prepared to leave the bed.
Lightly stepping out of the bed, Cherry quietly padded for her walk in closet to grab a satin robe off of a hanger and wrap it around her naked body. The fabric clung to her curves and flowed like water as she walked towards the kitchen to find something to eat for breakfast. Any good mood that she might have had disappeared as she caught sight of her husband standing in front of the stove.
“I was wondering when you were going to wake up.” Kurt gruffly greeted her, placing a few strips of bacon onto a slice of bread, and stacking it next to another sandwich that looked like it consisted of the same thing.
Cherry didn’t answer, but the smell of bacon made her mouth water. Unable to stop herself, she walked forward and reached for one of the crispy slices, before the plate was yanked out of her grasp.
“Oh, please. Like you need bacon.” Kurt snorted, and instead shoved a plate of egg whites, plain toast, and vegetable slices in Cherry’s direction. “Make sure the dishes are clean by the time I get home. Don’t go anywhere, either. The fucking paparazzi are getting too many pictures of you, already.”
“But I need to go over to Chastity’s!” Cherry protested, trying not to raise her voice. “The Grammys are in a few weeks, and I have these dress designs that I need to give her, or they aren’t going to be ready in time.”
“You have closets full of clothes in this damn apartment!” Kurt yelled. “Do you really need that bitch to make you any more clothes? You don’t have a single fucking dress that you could wear?”
Cherry flinched. “Maybe for the red carpet, but I’m performing, Kurt.” Cherry argued, as quietly as she could. “I can’t wear any old costumes for that, you know that. It’s the record company’s rules, as much as it is the fans. They don’t like seeing anything old.”
Growling, Kurt relented, though he obviously didn’t calm down. “Fine! What the fuck ever! Just have this place cleaned up by the time I get home, or else.” Reaching out grab her around the waist, he pulled Cherry in for a rough kiss.
She had to keep herself from pulling away from his grip that was too harsh, and his kiss that was nothing but wrong. His goatee scratched at her cheeks, and his tongue nearly choked her before he pulled away. Cherry only wiped at her mouth after he had stormed out and slammed the door behind him. Turning, she stared at her plate of ‘food’ forlornly, before it was unceremoniously dumped down the garbage disposal. Turning to stare at the mess in the kitchen, her already dark mood plummeted even more. Feeling tears gather at the corner of her eyes, Cherry quietly sobbed as she gathered up the dishes and started to clean up.
After that was finished, Cherry walked back into the bedroom and picked out an outfit for the day. Eventually, she had a nice sundress, some white fishnet stockings, and her favorite pair of six inch heels out and waiting for her. Pleased with her selection, she moved on to take a shower and get ready. As the water in the shower heated up, Cherry let the robe slip to the bathroom floor and began to run a brush through her long, black hair. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she felt a rush of pleasure as she took in her curves. Just because her oaf of a husband couldn’t admire her in the way she wanted, it didn’t mean that she didn’t deserve to be admired.
A plan already forming in her mind, Cherry stepped under the hot stream of water, and began to run soapy hands over her skin. Her own touch ignited a desire in her that her own hands couldn’t fulfill, and she made the rest of the shower quick. Her stupid husband could think that her frequent trips to Chastity’s house were just to talk about clothes all he wanted. It just made him the bigger fool.
Hopping out of the shower, Cherry slid into a pair of lace panties and matching bra before she finished getting dressed. The skirt of her dress ended right above the knee, and the fishnets and shoes seemed to make her legs go for miles. Some pretty jewelry, a pair of sunglasses, and her purse were all it took to get ready before she was calling a car to come pick her up and leaving the apartment.
On the other side of town, a petite redhead adjusted her camera lens as she settled down on the rooftop of the apartment building. Bringing the camera to her face, she squinted one green eye shut to look through the camera’s view, and seemed satisfied with it.
“This should do the trick.” Rebecca White muttered to herself as she sat the camera down next to her. “Now, it’s just the waiting game.”
Title: Snow White Queen - Chapter 1
Summary: Tired of Kurt’s possessiveness and anger problems, Cherry starts an affair with the closest woman to her. But when Rebecca White, a photographer with pictures that could ruin her entire career, threatens to expose her, there is only one thing Cherry can do....
Story: Second Genesis
Timeline: June 2042 - Faith and Kurt are 26, Chastity and Rebecca are 24.
Challenge: Cookies n Cream #19 (serve), Cotton Candy #27 (taking advantage), Carob #20 (dedication)
Toppings/Extras: Cherry (This is chapter one of a fanfiction written about Chloe, by a fan.)
Word Count: 942
Rating: PG-13
Notes: The credit for this goes completely to gandolforf , who actually dared me to write a fanfic written about Chloe, by a fan. How could I refuse? This is dedicated to you, gandolforf .
As the sun rose, the bedroom slowly filled with bright light. The light and gauzy curtains that covered the large, French windows of the bedroom did little to block out the light, thought the figure on the bed didn’t seem at all bothered by the light. As the sunlight reached the head of the bed, bright blue eyes blinked open and were instantly alert. Sitting up, the covers fell back to reveal a curvaceous body that was taut with muscle that did nothing to take away from her beauty, and thick, dark curly hair fell over one shoulder as she stretched and prepared to leave the bed.
Lightly stepping out of the bed, Cherry quietly padded for her walk in closet to grab a satin robe off of a hanger and wrap it around her naked body. The fabric clung to her curves and flowed like water as she walked towards the kitchen to find something to eat for breakfast. Any good mood that she might have had disappeared as she caught sight of her husband standing in front of the stove.
“I was wondering when you were going to wake up.” Kurt gruffly greeted her, placing a few strips of bacon onto a slice of bread, and stacking it next to another sandwich that looked like it consisted of the same thing.
Cherry didn’t answer, but the smell of bacon made her mouth water. Unable to stop herself, she walked forward and reached for one of the crispy slices, before the plate was yanked out of her grasp.
“Oh, please. Like you need bacon.” Kurt snorted, and instead shoved a plate of egg whites, plain toast, and vegetable slices in Cherry’s direction. “Make sure the dishes are clean by the time I get home. Don’t go anywhere, either. The fucking paparazzi are getting too many pictures of you, already.”
“But I need to go over to Chastity’s!” Cherry protested, trying not to raise her voice. “The Grammys are in a few weeks, and I have these dress designs that I need to give her, or they aren’t going to be ready in time.”
“You have closets full of clothes in this damn apartment!” Kurt yelled. “Do you really need that bitch to make you any more clothes? You don’t have a single fucking dress that you could wear?”
Cherry flinched. “Maybe for the red carpet, but I’m performing, Kurt.” Cherry argued, as quietly as she could. “I can’t wear any old costumes for that, you know that. It’s the record company’s rules, as much as it is the fans. They don’t like seeing anything old.”
Growling, Kurt relented, though he obviously didn’t calm down. “Fine! What the fuck ever! Just have this place cleaned up by the time I get home, or else.” Reaching out grab her around the waist, he pulled Cherry in for a rough kiss.
She had to keep herself from pulling away from his grip that was too harsh, and his kiss that was nothing but wrong. His goatee scratched at her cheeks, and his tongue nearly choked her before he pulled away. Cherry only wiped at her mouth after he had stormed out and slammed the door behind him. Turning, she stared at her plate of ‘food’ forlornly, before it was unceremoniously dumped down the garbage disposal. Turning to stare at the mess in the kitchen, her already dark mood plummeted even more. Feeling tears gather at the corner of her eyes, Cherry quietly sobbed as she gathered up the dishes and started to clean up.
After that was finished, Cherry walked back into the bedroom and picked out an outfit for the day. Eventually, she had a nice sundress, some white fishnet stockings, and her favorite pair of six inch heels out and waiting for her. Pleased with her selection, she moved on to take a shower and get ready. As the water in the shower heated up, Cherry let the robe slip to the bathroom floor and began to run a brush through her long, black hair. Staring at her reflection in the mirror, she felt a rush of pleasure as she took in her curves. Just because her oaf of a husband couldn’t admire her in the way she wanted, it didn’t mean that she didn’t deserve to be admired.
A plan already forming in her mind, Cherry stepped under the hot stream of water, and began to run soapy hands over her skin. Her own touch ignited a desire in her that her own hands couldn’t fulfill, and she made the rest of the shower quick. Her stupid husband could think that her frequent trips to Chastity’s house were just to talk about clothes all he wanted. It just made him the bigger fool.
Hopping out of the shower, Cherry slid into a pair of lace panties and matching bra before she finished getting dressed. The skirt of her dress ended right above the knee, and the fishnets and shoes seemed to make her legs go for miles. Some pretty jewelry, a pair of sunglasses, and her purse were all it took to get ready before she was calling a car to come pick her up and leaving the apartment.
On the other side of town, a petite redhead adjusted her camera lens as she settled down on the rooftop of the apartment building. Bringing the camera to her face, she squinted one green eye shut to look through the camera’s view, and seemed satisfied with it.
“This should do the trick.” Rebecca White muttered to herself as she sat the camera down next to her. “Now, it’s just the waiting game.”