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salmon_pinkTitle: Blowing Hot, Touching Cold
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Elsa/Ruby
Rating: R
Words: 250
Notes: Temperature play. Character spoilers for Season Four. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
femslash100's Kinks Challenge, prompt "temperature".
Ruby shivers, fingers scratching at the sheets. Biting her lip hard as she fights the impulse to arch up into the touch, to curl away from it.
“Too cold?” Elsa asks, and her voice may be sweet but there’s a playfulness in her eyes. Fingers sliding over Ruby’s stomach, as chilled as an ice cube, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
Ruby laughs, grinning wide. “I’m a werewolf, I can take a little cold,” she promises, even though it’s driving her crazy, that frozen touch making her squirm, making her twist and ache for it.
Elsa smiles, ducking her head. Her gaze follows the path of her hands moving higher, one finger circling Ruby’s nipple, and Ruby moans hungrily. Feeling sensitised all over, body heating up from the inside, Elsa’s touch cooling her right back down, and it’s the most incredible clash of temperatures, leaving her body confused about everything except how damn turned-on she is.
Ruby tilts her head for the brush of lips against her neck, and it’s amazing that Elsa can make her fingers so cold, but her breath is so hot. “You sure?” Elsa whispers, and Ruby loves her like this, when she’s feeling confident enough to tease, taking charge of Ruby’s pleasure. “I could stop, if you want.”
Ruby’s hips rock against the mattress. “The only thing I want right now is to know how those fingers feel inside of me.”
Elsa’s lashes flutter, and Ruby whimpers as Elsa gives her what she asks.
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Elsa/Ruby
Rating: R
Words: 250
Notes: Temperature play. Character spoilers for Season Four. For
femslash100's Kinks Challenge, prompt "temperature".Ruby shivers, fingers scratching at the sheets. Biting her lip hard as she fights the impulse to arch up into the touch, to curl away from it.
“Too cold?” Elsa asks, and her voice may be sweet but there’s a playfulness in her eyes. Fingers sliding over Ruby’s stomach, as chilled as an ice cube, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake.
Ruby laughs, grinning wide. “I’m a werewolf, I can take a little cold,” she promises, even though it’s driving her crazy, that frozen touch making her squirm, making her twist and ache for it.
Elsa smiles, ducking her head. Her gaze follows the path of her hands moving higher, one finger circling Ruby’s nipple, and Ruby moans hungrily. Feeling sensitised all over, body heating up from the inside, Elsa’s touch cooling her right back down, and it’s the most incredible clash of temperatures, leaving her body confused about everything except how damn turned-on she is.
Ruby tilts her head for the brush of lips against her neck, and it’s amazing that Elsa can make her fingers so cold, but her breath is so hot. “You sure?” Elsa whispers, and Ruby loves her like this, when she’s feeling confident enough to tease, taking charge of Ruby’s pleasure. “I could stop, if you want.”
Ruby’s hips rock against the mattress. “The only thing I want right now is to know how those fingers feel inside of me.”
Elsa’s lashes flutter, and Ruby whimpers as Elsa gives her what she asks.
