drabble: "Bouvez!" Fred/Kaylee
[100 words and fluffy. R.]
Bouvez!
Kaylee is frothy like lemonade: the inside of her mouth is sugar-sweet, the inside of her sex lemon-bitter. She loves the surface of Kaylee, skimming the sweet cream of her complexion and lapping up her laughter, being tickled by the bubbles of her joy. In the afternoon, they take a break from their repairs and share a cup of water, letting their fingertips just twist on each other's skin, too gentle to be a caress but too intimate for just friends. Life with Kaylee drives numbers and signs right out of Fred's head, quenches thirsts she never knew she had.
Bouvez!
Kaylee is frothy like lemonade: the inside of her mouth is sugar-sweet, the inside of her sex lemon-bitter. She loves the surface of Kaylee, skimming the sweet cream of her complexion and lapping up her laughter, being tickled by the bubbles of her joy. In the afternoon, they take a break from their repairs and share a cup of water, letting their fingertips just twist on each other's skin, too gentle to be a caress but too intimate for just friends. Life with Kaylee drives numbers and signs right out of Fred's head, quenches thirsts she never knew she had.