(MCU) Weightless
September 25th, 2014 21:38![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
salmon_pinkTitle: Weightless
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Gamora/Nebula
Rating: NC-17
Words: 405
Notes: Character spoilers for Guardians Of The Galaxy. Incest. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
mcufemslash, prompt "sex in space".
Summary: Zero-gravity sex, teeth and tongues and twirling through the air.
They’re trained to fight in all conditions, and that extends to zero-gravity. Gamora’s well-versed in twisting her body through the feeling of weightlessness, in calculating angles when pushing away from walls and ceilings to propel herself at her target, and Nebula is the same.
Sex isn’t so different from fighting.
They have to build their own momentum, grabbing at each other, hauling themselves in when their bodies start to drift apart. Clothing floats away as they kiss, turning in a lazy circle in the air. It makes everything more intense to Gamora, to feel all the blood rushing to her head, even if the way they touch each other isn’t as fast as usual.
She likes this, likes enjoying the contrast between their passion, always brutal and bloody, and the weightless way they move across the room, serene as clouds.
Nebula, on the other hand, quickly grows impatient. Gamora can see the way it frustrates her, to have to slow down. She jostles them without her usual grace, until they’re chest-to-stomach, each with their face between the other’s legs. Nebula can’t finger-fuck Gamora as deeply as she likes without the ability to put her weight behind the thrust of her arm, and Gamora hides her smirk at the annoyed hiss that escapes her sister.
She will enjoy Nebula’s mouth in the same way she enjoys her fingers, but Nebula does not like to be denied her options.
Their arms wrap tightly around waists and thighs to keep them anchored together, and Gamora drags her lips over the folds of Nebula’s cunt. For all her irritation, Nebula is already slick and flushed beneath Gamora’s tongue, opening to her readily, heat radiating from her core despite the chill of the room.
Nebula digs her fingers into the meat of Gamora’s ass, and sucks at her clit with the savage stubbornness Gamora has come to expect from her. Their movements may be slowed without gravity, but she’s clearly as determined to quickly and expertly drag Gamora to the edge as she usually is. Gamora grins, a flash of teeth that she then presses into Nebula’s inner thigh, leaving indents in the skin. She may enjoy the challenge of sex like this, the slower movements, the concentration required just to keep themselves pressed close, but the most important part is, as always, making her sister come first, and she fucks in with her tongue, ready to do just that.
Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe
Pairing: Gamora/Nebula
Rating: NC-17
Words: 405
Notes: Character spoilers for Guardians Of The Galaxy. Incest. For
mcufemslash, prompt "sex in space".Summary: Zero-gravity sex, teeth and tongues and twirling through the air.
They’re trained to fight in all conditions, and that extends to zero-gravity. Gamora’s well-versed in twisting her body through the feeling of weightlessness, in calculating angles when pushing away from walls and ceilings to propel herself at her target, and Nebula is the same.
Sex isn’t so different from fighting.
They have to build their own momentum, grabbing at each other, hauling themselves in when their bodies start to drift apart. Clothing floats away as they kiss, turning in a lazy circle in the air. It makes everything more intense to Gamora, to feel all the blood rushing to her head, even if the way they touch each other isn’t as fast as usual.
She likes this, likes enjoying the contrast between their passion, always brutal and bloody, and the weightless way they move across the room, serene as clouds.
Nebula, on the other hand, quickly grows impatient. Gamora can see the way it frustrates her, to have to slow down. She jostles them without her usual grace, until they’re chest-to-stomach, each with their face between the other’s legs. Nebula can’t finger-fuck Gamora as deeply as she likes without the ability to put her weight behind the thrust of her arm, and Gamora hides her smirk at the annoyed hiss that escapes her sister.
She will enjoy Nebula’s mouth in the same way she enjoys her fingers, but Nebula does not like to be denied her options.
Their arms wrap tightly around waists and thighs to keep them anchored together, and Gamora drags her lips over the folds of Nebula’s cunt. For all her irritation, Nebula is already slick and flushed beneath Gamora’s tongue, opening to her readily, heat radiating from her core despite the chill of the room.
Nebula digs her fingers into the meat of Gamora’s ass, and sucks at her clit with the savage stubbornness Gamora has come to expect from her. Their movements may be slowed without gravity, but she’s clearly as determined to quickly and expertly drag Gamora to the edge as she usually is. Gamora grins, a flash of teeth that she then presses into Nebula’s inner thigh, leaving indents in the skin. She may enjoy the challenge of sex like this, the slower movements, the concentration required just to keep themselves pressed close, but the most important part is, as always, making her sister come first, and she fucks in with her tongue, ready to do just that.
