A Lady and Her Man
Fandom: Grease
Rating: PG-13 (leaning towards mature teen)
Pairings: Marty/Vince
Comments: This is the second part to "A Man and His Lady". As you can tell, I was feeling rather uncreative with the title. In fact, I was uncreative with the whole thing. Oh well. That's why these are simply ficlets.
Summary: Afterwards.
Marty Maraschino's sweat was the least of her worries. She could always just brush that off as dance sweat. Same thing with her hair, she figured. In fact, the only thing she really needed to take care of was the dress.
Already with the help of friends, it was a hard dress to put on. So it was most definitely the one that was causing her problems at this moment. Why is it that things are so much easier to take off as opposed to put on? As she struggled, she suddenly felt a pair of hands over her own. She blushed, knowing exactly who it was.
Initially, she had guessed those hands were going to help her pull and zip up the dress. But she was caught off guard when those hands were actually stopping her, and pulling the dress down again. Turning, she blushed once more; she seemed to be doing that quite a lot this night.
Boy, Vince sure had stamina. Working together, they both pulled down her dress once more and giggled into each other's mouths.
Older men sure knew how to satisfy a lady.
Rating: PG-13 (leaning towards mature teen)
Pairings: Marty/Vince
Comments: This is the second part to "A Man and His Lady". As you can tell, I was feeling rather uncreative with the title. In fact, I was uncreative with the whole thing. Oh well. That's why these are simply ficlets.
Summary: Afterwards.
Marty Maraschino's sweat was the least of her worries. She could always just brush that off as dance sweat. Same thing with her hair, she figured. In fact, the only thing she really needed to take care of was the dress.
Already with the help of friends, it was a hard dress to put on. So it was most definitely the one that was causing her problems at this moment. Why is it that things are so much easier to take off as opposed to put on? As she struggled, she suddenly felt a pair of hands over her own. She blushed, knowing exactly who it was.
Initially, she had guessed those hands were going to help her pull and zip up the dress. But she was caught off guard when those hands were actually stopping her, and pulling the dress down again. Turning, she blushed once more; she seemed to be doing that quite a lot this night.
Boy, Vince sure had stamina. Working together, they both pulled down her dress once more and giggled into each other's mouths.
Older men sure knew how to satisfy a lady.