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salmon_pinkTitle: Beached Bounty
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Snow/Ariel
Rating: R
Words: 250
Notes: Spoilers for Season Three's "Ariel". For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
femslash100's Astrology Challenge, prompt "Pisces".
There’s water lapping against her toes. Snow’s hair is soaked and run-through with sand. Ariel’s skin tastes like the ocean, and it makes Snow’s lips tingle, makes her thirsty for more.
Ariel’s hair looks more chocolate than red in the moonlight, hanging wetly around her face, yet she smiles like the sun. Pressing Snow down against the beach, their legs twined together. She can feel the restless shift of Ariel’s thighs, as if she can’t bear to be still for even a moment, as if she can’t bear to waste a second of having her very own legs.
Snow grins, hand cupping the back of Ariel’s neck, chests pressed together and breath shared between them.
“You made me a promise,” Ariel reminds her, cheeky glint in her eye, and Snow exhales a soft laugh and nods.
“I remember,” she agrees, and her hand slides down Ariel’s hip, palming the curve of her ass. She watches Ariel’s pupils dilate, bottom lip pulled between her teeth as she squirms excitedly.
Snow plucks at the sodden material of Ariel’s skirt, and Ariel shifts and wriggles until the waistband can be pushed down around her thighs.
“Good,” Snow murmurs, voice gone dark, fingers trailing over revealed flesh. “Now, let me show you what it means to be human.”
Ariel’s eyelids flutter, legs spreading easily as Snow’s hand sweeps between her thighs, oh so eager to learn.
“Let me show you human pleasure,” Snow whispers, and Ariel giggles and groans, opening herself to Snow’s fingers.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Snow/Ariel
Rating: R
Words: 250
Notes: Spoilers for Season Three's "Ariel". For
femslash100's Astrology Challenge, prompt "Pisces".There’s water lapping against her toes. Snow’s hair is soaked and run-through with sand. Ariel’s skin tastes like the ocean, and it makes Snow’s lips tingle, makes her thirsty for more.
Ariel’s hair looks more chocolate than red in the moonlight, hanging wetly around her face, yet she smiles like the sun. Pressing Snow down against the beach, their legs twined together. She can feel the restless shift of Ariel’s thighs, as if she can’t bear to be still for even a moment, as if she can’t bear to waste a second of having her very own legs.
Snow grins, hand cupping the back of Ariel’s neck, chests pressed together and breath shared between them.
“You made me a promise,” Ariel reminds her, cheeky glint in her eye, and Snow exhales a soft laugh and nods.
“I remember,” she agrees, and her hand slides down Ariel’s hip, palming the curve of her ass. She watches Ariel’s pupils dilate, bottom lip pulled between her teeth as she squirms excitedly.
Snow plucks at the sodden material of Ariel’s skirt, and Ariel shifts and wriggles until the waistband can be pushed down around her thighs.
“Good,” Snow murmurs, voice gone dark, fingers trailing over revealed flesh. “Now, let me show you what it means to be human.”
Ariel’s eyelids flutter, legs spreading easily as Snow’s hand sweeps between her thighs, oh so eager to learn.
“Let me show you human pleasure,” Snow whispers, and Ariel giggles and groans, opening herself to Snow’s fingers.
