Femslash Fic
Alreash and Clo wanted their sex scene written out, so who am I to ignore them?
Title: A Snatch in Time 1
Ratting: NC-17, R, M, whatever, explicit sex and all
Pairing: Origional characters, so if it seems like some stuff is missing, it is
Feedback: YES PLEASE! (Oh, and there probably are typos and the like.)
It started with a kiss. An ever so gentle, chaste kiss, as they passed each other in the hall. As they drew level, and started to go their separate ways, Alreasha thought Clo was being her usual reserved self. Then the older woman surprised her. She grabbed Alreasha around the hips, gave her a look that would have melted her bio-tech insides, and gently placed their lips together. Clo let Alreasha loose, and walked away as though nothing had happened. Alreasha leaned against the wall (eyes trailing after a well toned rear) for a few minutes, catching her balance, before returning to her duties at the clinic.
It continued with innocent hand holding under the table. The two women slowly ate their meal and chatted quietly. Alreasha didn’t taste the food, wasn’t focusing on it. All her mind was on the rough, calloused thumb caressing her soft hands. Didn’t seem to matter what Alreasha did for work, she couldn’t get calluses. Her bio-tech skin refused to be marred in any way. The AI was fascinated by those hands. How out in the field they could carelessly take life, and how, like now, they could so gently and delicately caress. Food was finished far too soon, and both women returned to work. Alreasha hid her stirred up emotions, and saw to the wounded.
Alreasha wandered around the supply closet, wondering where the new nurse had put the NellEn Gell. Her sensors alerted her to the presence of someone else in the closet. She figured it was just another member of the medical staff. She reassessed that evaluation when strong, well muscled arms slid around her shoulder. Then the scent hit her. Happily Alreasha leaned into the softly firm body behind her. The hands trailed down her arms a little ways, and slid around to her back. They skimmed along the exposed skin beside her wings, along the firm muscles supporting the black apparitions, and then onto the wings themselves.
By this time, Alreasha had closed her eyes and given into the sensation. She barely registered as her back was pressed into the wall of the storage area. She did, however, notice the lips pressed against hers. Happily, she opened to the kiss. So slow, so gentle, so perfect. No rush, no rough pawing hands. Speaking of hands, Alreasha giggled to herself, a lovely pair had found her breasts. Eagerly, she leaned forward into the strong palms. Feather fire shot along her bio-tech nerves when calloused fingers found her nipples through material.
The hands left far too soon, to slid into the top of her pants. Vaguely, Alreasha noticed that Clo was now on her knees. She gasped when her programming caught up with what the other woman was about to do. Graceful fingers pulled her pants down and a gentle kiss was pressed to her lower stomach. It was followed by another kiss, and another. Each just a little lower than the one before.
And then there was a tongue on her clit.
Alreasha, on instinct, shoved foreword against the liquid velvet strength. Clo pushed Alreasha’s hips back against the wall and continued licking the other woman. Soon she had her genuinely squirming. Unbelievably arousing little moans, gasps and noises left the doctor’s mouth. Clo ignored her body’s cry for attention, and focused on the excited woman in front of her. The part of her that was still thinking desperately wished she’d remembered claw covers, and could have her fingers inside the beautiful woman. Such was the nature of unplanned pleasure.
The feather fire was rippling along Alreasha’s nerves, all ending between her thighs. That silken tongue keep up the perfect rhythm and pressure. Alreasha she could scream the other woman’s name, but her voice locked as the world went white. White, filled with undulating waves of satisfied pleasure. It dissipated all too fast.
Alreasha opened her eyes and looked down at Clo. The goddess soldier smiled up at her. Alreasha was positive it was the first time she had seen the other woman smile. She smiled back. Clo stood up, and righted all the clothing.
Slowly, Alreasha’s programming came back on line, and she realized something, “Hey, wait. You didn’t get….” Alreasha blushed.
“It’s alright,” Clo said, “Can’t go getting the good doctor dirty while still on duty.”
Alreasha blushed again. “A few more hours.”
Putting a clawed hand gently against Alreasha’s face, she asked, “What time does your shift end?”
“Come…come over to my place.” Alreasha internally cringed at the vulnerability displayed in that voice. Clo trusted her, trusted her to reveal herself, and that meant more than the stars themselves to Alreasha. This woman treated her as a living being. Had just touched her like a living being. Not ordered her around like a computer program.
“I’ll be there.”
Clo gave her another small smile, and left.
The A.I. stood frozen for a moment. What she was feeling, there was no way that could be programming. In fact, most of what she felt, could all it really just be computer code? Somehow, Alreasha knew it wasn’t. But had no way to prove it.
Coming back to the present, Alreasha continued her search of the supply closet. When her shift was up, she bolted like the dark goddess’ fire was after her. Alreasha laughed, maybe it was.
Title: A Snatch in Time 1
Ratting: NC-17, R, M, whatever, explicit sex and all
Pairing: Origional characters, so if it seems like some stuff is missing, it is
Feedback: YES PLEASE! (Oh, and there probably are typos and the like.)
It started with a kiss. An ever so gentle, chaste kiss, as they passed each other in the hall. As they drew level, and started to go their separate ways, Alreasha thought Clo was being her usual reserved self. Then the older woman surprised her. She grabbed Alreasha around the hips, gave her a look that would have melted her bio-tech insides, and gently placed their lips together. Clo let Alreasha loose, and walked away as though nothing had happened. Alreasha leaned against the wall (eyes trailing after a well toned rear) for a few minutes, catching her balance, before returning to her duties at the clinic.
It continued with innocent hand holding under the table. The two women slowly ate their meal and chatted quietly. Alreasha didn’t taste the food, wasn’t focusing on it. All her mind was on the rough, calloused thumb caressing her soft hands. Didn’t seem to matter what Alreasha did for work, she couldn’t get calluses. Her bio-tech skin refused to be marred in any way. The AI was fascinated by those hands. How out in the field they could carelessly take life, and how, like now, they could so gently and delicately caress. Food was finished far too soon, and both women returned to work. Alreasha hid her stirred up emotions, and saw to the wounded.
Alreasha wandered around the supply closet, wondering where the new nurse had put the NellEn Gell. Her sensors alerted her to the presence of someone else in the closet. She figured it was just another member of the medical staff. She reassessed that evaluation when strong, well muscled arms slid around her shoulder. Then the scent hit her. Happily Alreasha leaned into the softly firm body behind her. The hands trailed down her arms a little ways, and slid around to her back. They skimmed along the exposed skin beside her wings, along the firm muscles supporting the black apparitions, and then onto the wings themselves.
By this time, Alreasha had closed her eyes and given into the sensation. She barely registered as her back was pressed into the wall of the storage area. She did, however, notice the lips pressed against hers. Happily, she opened to the kiss. So slow, so gentle, so perfect. No rush, no rough pawing hands. Speaking of hands, Alreasha giggled to herself, a lovely pair had found her breasts. Eagerly, she leaned forward into the strong palms. Feather fire shot along her bio-tech nerves when calloused fingers found her nipples through material.
The hands left far too soon, to slid into the top of her pants. Vaguely, Alreasha noticed that Clo was now on her knees. She gasped when her programming caught up with what the other woman was about to do. Graceful fingers pulled her pants down and a gentle kiss was pressed to her lower stomach. It was followed by another kiss, and another. Each just a little lower than the one before.
And then there was a tongue on her clit.
Alreasha, on instinct, shoved foreword against the liquid velvet strength. Clo pushed Alreasha’s hips back against the wall and continued licking the other woman. Soon she had her genuinely squirming. Unbelievably arousing little moans, gasps and noises left the doctor’s mouth. Clo ignored her body’s cry for attention, and focused on the excited woman in front of her. The part of her that was still thinking desperately wished she’d remembered claw covers, and could have her fingers inside the beautiful woman. Such was the nature of unplanned pleasure.
The feather fire was rippling along Alreasha’s nerves, all ending between her thighs. That silken tongue keep up the perfect rhythm and pressure. Alreasha she could scream the other woman’s name, but her voice locked as the world went white. White, filled with undulating waves of satisfied pleasure. It dissipated all too fast.
Alreasha opened her eyes and looked down at Clo. The goddess soldier smiled up at her. Alreasha was positive it was the first time she had seen the other woman smile. She smiled back. Clo stood up, and righted all the clothing.
Slowly, Alreasha’s programming came back on line, and she realized something, “Hey, wait. You didn’t get….” Alreasha blushed.
“It’s alright,” Clo said, “Can’t go getting the good doctor dirty while still on duty.”
Alreasha blushed again. “A few more hours.”
Putting a clawed hand gently against Alreasha’s face, she asked, “What time does your shift end?”
“Come…come over to my place.” Alreasha internally cringed at the vulnerability displayed in that voice. Clo trusted her, trusted her to reveal herself, and that meant more than the stars themselves to Alreasha. This woman treated her as a living being. Had just touched her like a living being. Not ordered her around like a computer program.
“I’ll be there.”
Clo gave her another small smile, and left.
The A.I. stood frozen for a moment. What she was feeling, there was no way that could be programming. In fact, most of what she felt, could all it really just be computer code? Somehow, Alreasha knew it wasn’t. But had no way to prove it.
Coming back to the present, Alreasha continued her search of the supply closet. When her shift was up, she bolted like the dark goddess’ fire was after her. Alreasha laughed, maybe it was.