(Disney) Creamy Smooth
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Title: Creamy Smooth
Fandom: Disney (The Princess And The Frog)
Pairing: Tiana/Charlotte
Rating: PG-13
Words: 243
Notes: For
100_women, prompt "taste".
Tiana moans softly, fingers stroking through Charlotte’s blonde hair. Full lips press gently over her stomach, barest hint of pressure, ticklish almost-kisses, and she writhes a little, trying to chase the touch.
“You’re a tease,” she accuses playfully, and Charlotte’s grin brushes across her navel.
And then there’s the swipe of tongue, firm and wet and heating her from the inside out. Licking lines up to her chest, lapping at the whipped cream smeared over her skin, circling her nipple, and Tiana shivers as Charlotte bites her there, ever so lightly. Squirming and gasping as Charlotte shows an uncharacteristic patience in devouring every trace of the delicious cream until there’s nothing to taste but Tiana’s skin, and not stopping even then. Licking and nipping and sucking marks wherever she can reach, and by the time Charlotte finally eases back on to her haunches, Tiana is panting and grinning and aching for more.
“Not complaining now, are you?” Charlotte smirks, eyebrow raised and shimmying her shoulders as she shuffles forward between Tiana’s spread legs. “I can’t believe you actually dared suggest this was a waste of perfectly good cream!”
“I stand corrected,” Tiana laughs, reaching up to grip Charlotte’s arms, to tug her down and close.
“Never gonna let you hear the end of that one, sugar,” Charlotte giggles, before her voice gets muffled under the weight of Tiana’s kiss, tasting cream and herself and the perfect sweetness that is Charlotte under her tongue.
Fandom: Disney (The Princess And The Frog)
Pairing: Tiana/Charlotte
Rating: PG-13
Words: 243
Notes: For
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Tiana moans softly, fingers stroking through Charlotte’s blonde hair. Full lips press gently over her stomach, barest hint of pressure, ticklish almost-kisses, and she writhes a little, trying to chase the touch.
“You’re a tease,” she accuses playfully, and Charlotte’s grin brushes across her navel.
And then there’s the swipe of tongue, firm and wet and heating her from the inside out. Licking lines up to her chest, lapping at the whipped cream smeared over her skin, circling her nipple, and Tiana shivers as Charlotte bites her there, ever so lightly. Squirming and gasping as Charlotte shows an uncharacteristic patience in devouring every trace of the delicious cream until there’s nothing to taste but Tiana’s skin, and not stopping even then. Licking and nipping and sucking marks wherever she can reach, and by the time Charlotte finally eases back on to her haunches, Tiana is panting and grinning and aching for more.
“Not complaining now, are you?” Charlotte smirks, eyebrow raised and shimmying her shoulders as she shuffles forward between Tiana’s spread legs. “I can’t believe you actually dared suggest this was a waste of perfectly good cream!”
“I stand corrected,” Tiana laughs, reaching up to grip Charlotte’s arms, to tug her down and close.
“Never gonna let you hear the end of that one, sugar,” Charlotte giggles, before her voice gets muffled under the weight of Tiana’s kiss, tasting cream and herself and the perfect sweetness that is Charlotte under her tongue.