Fanfic - Mutant X: Her Biting Caress (Emma/Shalimar)
Title: Her Biting Caress
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Mutant X
Characters: Emma DeLauro/Shalimar Fox
Prompt: 007. Aroused. For 100moods, challenge table here.
Word Count: 409 words exactly
Rating: NC-17 for language and sexuality.
Warnings/Spoilers: Femmeslash. Slash. Graphic f/f sex. Smut. PWP.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Hot females + biting + caressing = PWP!
Author's Notes: My first Mutant X fic AND my first femmeslash fic. So … don't laugh … please.
Lying on her side in the bed, Emma felt the supple warmth of Shalimar's breasts against her back, the toned muscle of Shalimar's thighs pressed against her own, and the soft brush of Shalimar's fingers on the curve of her stomach. She sighed as blond wisps of her partner's hair fell over her own as Shalimar bent to kiss her neck, her soft lips branding their feral heat in a line from just below her ear to the shallow dip of her collarbone.
As Shalimar slid a little down her back, kissing along her shoulder, then down along her spine, Emma felt the stroke of her fingers slip lower and lower until they came to the damp patch of red curls at the apex of her thighs. She felt the teeth of her lover sink tenderly into the bend at the base of her back and she arched up, biting her lip through a moan. She shifted, the sensitive skin of her inner thighs sending soft sparks to her clit as she propped one leg up, opening herself to her lover, inviting more intimate attentions.
Shalimar's tongue swept over the fading impressions of her teeth on Emma's back and her fingers trailed through the dewy curls of Emma's mound as she bit down again, lower, but deeper, marking the smooth roundness of Emma's ass, claiming her. Emma's hips canted upwards, pressing the wet folds of her cunt into Shalimar's palm, and even as the rush from the bite wore off, Emma kept pressing into the solid warmth of Shalimar's hand, grinding against it and groaning for more. Shalimar obliged, her hand sliding lower until her fingers were parting the wet heat of those lips and caressing Emma's clit, slick with the proof of her arousal.
Emma couldn't help the needy breathy sounds escaping from her panting mouth as she felt the slow circles exciting her clit speed up, the increasing pace of Shalimar's movements nearly stealing the breath from her lungs. She could feel the frantic beat of her heart as heat began to pool low in her body, fanning upwards and outwards, the pleasure pushing her temperature to fever heights. Then Shalimar bit hard, right where her ass curved into the top of her thighs and, suddenly, wave after wave of intense pleasure tore through Emma and she cried out. Her muscles tensed impossibly before settling again and her shuddered breath became the only sound in the room.
Author: eboniorchid
Fandom: Mutant X
Characters: Emma DeLauro/Shalimar Fox
Prompt: 007. Aroused. For 100moods, challenge table here.
Word Count: 409 words exactly
Rating: NC-17 for language and sexuality.
Warnings/Spoilers: Femmeslash. Slash. Graphic f/f sex. Smut. PWP.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Really. Nothing.
Summary: Hot females + biting + caressing = PWP!
Author's Notes: My first Mutant X fic AND my first femmeslash fic. So … don't laugh … please.
Lying on her side in the bed, Emma felt the supple warmth of Shalimar's breasts against her back, the toned muscle of Shalimar's thighs pressed against her own, and the soft brush of Shalimar's fingers on the curve of her stomach. She sighed as blond wisps of her partner's hair fell over her own as Shalimar bent to kiss her neck, her soft lips branding their feral heat in a line from just below her ear to the shallow dip of her collarbone.
As Shalimar slid a little down her back, kissing along her shoulder, then down along her spine, Emma felt the stroke of her fingers slip lower and lower until they came to the damp patch of red curls at the apex of her thighs. She felt the teeth of her lover sink tenderly into the bend at the base of her back and she arched up, biting her lip through a moan. She shifted, the sensitive skin of her inner thighs sending soft sparks to her clit as she propped one leg up, opening herself to her lover, inviting more intimate attentions.
Shalimar's tongue swept over the fading impressions of her teeth on Emma's back and her fingers trailed through the dewy curls of Emma's mound as she bit down again, lower, but deeper, marking the smooth roundness of Emma's ass, claiming her. Emma's hips canted upwards, pressing the wet folds of her cunt into Shalimar's palm, and even as the rush from the bite wore off, Emma kept pressing into the solid warmth of Shalimar's hand, grinding against it and groaning for more. Shalimar obliged, her hand sliding lower until her fingers were parting the wet heat of those lips and caressing Emma's clit, slick with the proof of her arousal.
Emma couldn't help the needy breathy sounds escaping from her panting mouth as she felt the slow circles exciting her clit speed up, the increasing pace of Shalimar's movements nearly stealing the breath from her lungs. She could feel the frantic beat of her heart as heat began to pool low in her body, fanning upwards and outwards, the pleasure pushing her temperature to fever heights. Then Shalimar bit hard, right where her ass curved into the top of her thighs and, suddenly, wave after wave of intense pleasure tore through Emma and she cried out. Her muscles tensed impossibly before settling again and her shuddered breath became the only sound in the room.