Fic: A Much Improved Experience, for cetacea
Recipient: cetacea
Title: A Much Improved Experience
Author: lavinialavender
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arianne/Tyene
Word Count: 1,422
Summary: After Drey proved less than satisfying, Arianne and Tyene decide they don't need anyone else after all.
Warning: Leave now if you don't like incestuous smut!
“Oh gods, Arianne, that feels so good - I can’t - ah, Tyene -“
Tyene gasped in surprise as Drey’s manhood spasmed, coating her hand. Drey groaned, slumping over, and Tyene looked up indignantly at Arianne, who was pressed against his back with her fingers at his nipples and mouth at his neck. She laughed and sat back.
“You can’t blame that sad performance on me, Ty. You were the one touching his cock.”
Recovering, Drey raised a hand to cover his face. “Gods, I - of all the people to have done that in front of, you two - I’m never going to live this down. You must give me a second chance.”
Tyene slapped his hand away and wiped his seed off on his leg. “No, you’ve disappointed us horribly and killed my desire. Ugh. Get out, and you'd best forget I ever let you see me." She pulled a sheet around to cover her front.
Drey buried his forehead in his hands in mortification, then turned in desperate appeal to Arianne. "My sweet princess, I know you'll find it in your heart to forgive me -"
She leaned away from him, bringing up her feet to push him away. "Not today. You heard my cousin - out."
Drey picked up his pants and, with a last abashed look towards both of them, left the bedroom.
“Boys.” A scowl still marring her usually smooth features, Tyene rose and picked up a discarded silk robe, pulling it on as she stalked to the privy. Arianne could hear her splashing vigorously in the basin. She sighed - her own heart had melted for Drey at his last look, and she wished she could let him try again, but Ty had been thoroughly disillusioned and was clearly no longer in the mood.
Arianne rolled off the bed to go to the door of the privy. Tyene was rubbing her hands with a towel, and turned to eye her naked cousin. Arianne stood easily, unself-consciously, keeping her hands loose and still at her sides. She was beginning to realize how much she liked to be looked at, though she had barely passed her thirteenth nameday and knew her breasts and hips hadn't fully fulled out yet. She hoped they hadn't, anyway.
Tyene's loose robe was untied, and when she turned, Arianne could see her flat stomach, budding breasts with pink nipples, and thin white curls hardly covering her sex. They were the same age, but Tyene's eyes were narrowed in some envy as she studied her.
Sighing, Arianne reached out to her, pulling her cousin in front of her so she could wrap her arms around her from behind. They were facing the large mirror inside the bedroom, and the contrast of their coloring, dark and fair, was never clearer. Arianne set her chin on Tyene's shoulder, drawing her arm closer around her waist.
"I'm sorry Drey disappointed you," she whispered in her ear.
Tyene made a small noise in her throat, even as she leaned back against her. "It's your fault for insisting on him. I told you I wanted someone older, not someone stupid and inexperienced. Someone who could have given us both a good time." Arianne sighed, nuzzling her neck as Tyene continued. "And after all that effort you and I both put in - when I was ready to climb up on him...what are you doing?"
Arianne's hand had slipped under the edge of the robe, brushing higher to trace the underside of her breast.
"You're right," Arianne whispered, turning her head to look directly into Tyene's face, even as she hoped she couldn't feel the quickened pace of her heart against her back. "It is my fault for bringing in Drey, and we did work ourselves up into quite a state for nothing - unless..." Her hand dropped down to brush very lightly over the folds of her sex, which was all that was needed to ascertain that Tyene was still very slick. Her cousin started at the touch, and Arianne pressed tighter with her other arm across her chest. She watched the side of her face anxiously, trying to read her reaction without looking into the mirror. Tyene's expression, however, was like a mask - to all but her cousin, who knew her better than her sisters. Besides, when Tyene didn't like something, she always put a stop to it.
Arianne took Tyene's hand, pulling it around behind her to touch her own wetness. "See," she whispered, her lips against her neck. "We're both in the same predicament, and without a cock to please us. But why should that ever stop women of Dorne?"
Tyene allowed herself to be pulled again to the bed, where Arianne pushed her lightly down and moved to straddle her. There they paused, Arianne feeling truly uncertain for the first time. She and Ty had done everything together in their lives so far, yes, and they had been willing to share their first man as well...but sharing each other instead for their first bedding - Arianne wasn't entirely certain if Tyene desired that.
Tyene reached for her hand, and their fingers slid easily to interlace, as they had done a hundred times previously. She pulled Arianne's hand up, forcing her to lean over her as her weight pressed Tyene's hand into the mattress.
"Well," Tyene said softly, "we are in Nym's room. I'm sure we could find devices to assist us if we need them."
Arianne laughed, dipping her head to kiss her collarbone, adding a nip of her teeth as an afterthought. Tyene's body twitched, and she added, a good deal throatier, "And it would be...beneficial...to not be as inexperienced as poor Drey."
Smiling in triumph, Arianne lowered her head to take her nipple in her mouth.
Tyene gasped aloud, and a second later Arianne felt fingernails digging in her scalp, raking through her hair. Then her other hand was wiggling out from under hers - and a second later she felt it between her open legs, pushing directly into her sex. Her hips bucked, and she made a startled sound around Tyene's breast, but the nails in her scalp dug in deeper, refusing to let her up. Looking up, she could see Tyene grinning one of her secret devilish grins. "Keep going," she ordered breathlessly.
So Arianne sucked, her hips squirming in unsuccessful attempts to get away from Tyene's fingers. Her nails were too sharp inside her, but the sudden reversal of control in the situation thrilled Arianne far more than all they play they had done before with Drey. She whimpered as she released one nipple to lick down the slope of her breast, across the flat skin of her chest, and up the other one.
Tyene's breath hissed in. "Touch me." Arianne shifted her weight to her arm besides Tyene, reaching down to find her wetter than when she had touched her just a few minutes ago. Curling her hand, she tried to find an angle that would let her pleasure her as she liked to do herself.
Tyene made an impatient noise, however, and let go of her head to stop her hand. "Let me." Arianne propped herself up again, tangling one hand in Tyene's blond hair to pull lightly, and squeezed her left breast in the other as she sucked on the right. Moaning, Tyene twisted and shuddered underneath her, her fingers thrusting wildly into Arianne. It was not enough to bring her to climax, but the princess was content for now to help bring her cousin to her own.
It only took a few more moments before Tyene gave a long gasp and her whole body convulsed. Arianne gave one final hard suck as she bit and pinched both nipples, causing Ty to yelp as she came, her own fingers digging painfully into Arianne. She winced, but it was only for a moment, as Tyene's fingers slipped out, and she lay gasping for breath, her eyes closed. For a moment, she fit the innocent demeanor she kept up before so many. Arianne collapsed beside her, nearly as out of breath. She leaned forward to kiss her, just briefly, and Tyene opened her eyes to smile and reach up to stroke her cheek.
"Sweet cousin." The flush in Tyene's cheeks made her look as pretty as any maiden - as she still was, Arianne reminded herself.
"I hope this hasn't been an entirely disappointing experience now."
Tyene pulled in to give her a much more lingering kiss. "Not at all."
Title: A Much Improved Experience
Author: lavinialavender
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Arianne/Tyene
Word Count: 1,422
Summary: After Drey proved less than satisfying, Arianne and Tyene decide they don't need anyone else after all.
Warning: Leave now if you don't like incestuous smut!
“Oh gods, Arianne, that feels so good - I can’t - ah, Tyene -“
Tyene gasped in surprise as Drey’s manhood spasmed, coating her hand. Drey groaned, slumping over, and Tyene looked up indignantly at Arianne, who was pressed against his back with her fingers at his nipples and mouth at his neck. She laughed and sat back.
“You can’t blame that sad performance on me, Ty. You were the one touching his cock.”
Recovering, Drey raised a hand to cover his face. “Gods, I - of all the people to have done that in front of, you two - I’m never going to live this down. You must give me a second chance.”
Tyene slapped his hand away and wiped his seed off on his leg. “No, you’ve disappointed us horribly and killed my desire. Ugh. Get out, and you'd best forget I ever let you see me." She pulled a sheet around to cover her front.
Drey buried his forehead in his hands in mortification, then turned in desperate appeal to Arianne. "My sweet princess, I know you'll find it in your heart to forgive me -"
She leaned away from him, bringing up her feet to push him away. "Not today. You heard my cousin - out."
Drey picked up his pants and, with a last abashed look towards both of them, left the bedroom.
“Boys.” A scowl still marring her usually smooth features, Tyene rose and picked up a discarded silk robe, pulling it on as she stalked to the privy. Arianne could hear her splashing vigorously in the basin. She sighed - her own heart had melted for Drey at his last look, and she wished she could let him try again, but Ty had been thoroughly disillusioned and was clearly no longer in the mood.
Arianne rolled off the bed to go to the door of the privy. Tyene was rubbing her hands with a towel, and turned to eye her naked cousin. Arianne stood easily, unself-consciously, keeping her hands loose and still at her sides. She was beginning to realize how much she liked to be looked at, though she had barely passed her thirteenth nameday and knew her breasts and hips hadn't fully fulled out yet. She hoped they hadn't, anyway.
Tyene's loose robe was untied, and when she turned, Arianne could see her flat stomach, budding breasts with pink nipples, and thin white curls hardly covering her sex. They were the same age, but Tyene's eyes were narrowed in some envy as she studied her.
Sighing, Arianne reached out to her, pulling her cousin in front of her so she could wrap her arms around her from behind. They were facing the large mirror inside the bedroom, and the contrast of their coloring, dark and fair, was never clearer. Arianne set her chin on Tyene's shoulder, drawing her arm closer around her waist.
"I'm sorry Drey disappointed you," she whispered in her ear.
Tyene made a small noise in her throat, even as she leaned back against her. "It's your fault for insisting on him. I told you I wanted someone older, not someone stupid and inexperienced. Someone who could have given us both a good time." Arianne sighed, nuzzling her neck as Tyene continued. "And after all that effort you and I both put in - when I was ready to climb up on him...what are you doing?"
Arianne's hand had slipped under the edge of the robe, brushing higher to trace the underside of her breast.
"You're right," Arianne whispered, turning her head to look directly into Tyene's face, even as she hoped she couldn't feel the quickened pace of her heart against her back. "It is my fault for bringing in Drey, and we did work ourselves up into quite a state for nothing - unless..." Her hand dropped down to brush very lightly over the folds of her sex, which was all that was needed to ascertain that Tyene was still very slick. Her cousin started at the touch, and Arianne pressed tighter with her other arm across her chest. She watched the side of her face anxiously, trying to read her reaction without looking into the mirror. Tyene's expression, however, was like a mask - to all but her cousin, who knew her better than her sisters. Besides, when Tyene didn't like something, she always put a stop to it.
Arianne took Tyene's hand, pulling it around behind her to touch her own wetness. "See," she whispered, her lips against her neck. "We're both in the same predicament, and without a cock to please us. But why should that ever stop women of Dorne?"
Tyene allowed herself to be pulled again to the bed, where Arianne pushed her lightly down and moved to straddle her. There they paused, Arianne feeling truly uncertain for the first time. She and Ty had done everything together in their lives so far, yes, and they had been willing to share their first man as well...but sharing each other instead for their first bedding - Arianne wasn't entirely certain if Tyene desired that.
Tyene reached for her hand, and their fingers slid easily to interlace, as they had done a hundred times previously. She pulled Arianne's hand up, forcing her to lean over her as her weight pressed Tyene's hand into the mattress.
"Well," Tyene said softly, "we are in Nym's room. I'm sure we could find devices to assist us if we need them."
Arianne laughed, dipping her head to kiss her collarbone, adding a nip of her teeth as an afterthought. Tyene's body twitched, and she added, a good deal throatier, "And it would be...beneficial...to not be as inexperienced as poor Drey."
Smiling in triumph, Arianne lowered her head to take her nipple in her mouth.
Tyene gasped aloud, and a second later Arianne felt fingernails digging in her scalp, raking through her hair. Then her other hand was wiggling out from under hers - and a second later she felt it between her open legs, pushing directly into her sex. Her hips bucked, and she made a startled sound around Tyene's breast, but the nails in her scalp dug in deeper, refusing to let her up. Looking up, she could see Tyene grinning one of her secret devilish grins. "Keep going," she ordered breathlessly.
So Arianne sucked, her hips squirming in unsuccessful attempts to get away from Tyene's fingers. Her nails were too sharp inside her, but the sudden reversal of control in the situation thrilled Arianne far more than all they play they had done before with Drey. She whimpered as she released one nipple to lick down the slope of her breast, across the flat skin of her chest, and up the other one.
Tyene's breath hissed in. "Touch me." Arianne shifted her weight to her arm besides Tyene, reaching down to find her wetter than when she had touched her just a few minutes ago. Curling her hand, she tried to find an angle that would let her pleasure her as she liked to do herself.
Tyene made an impatient noise, however, and let go of her head to stop her hand. "Let me." Arianne propped herself up again, tangling one hand in Tyene's blond hair to pull lightly, and squeezed her left breast in the other as she sucked on the right. Moaning, Tyene twisted and shuddered underneath her, her fingers thrusting wildly into Arianne. It was not enough to bring her to climax, but the princess was content for now to help bring her cousin to her own.
It only took a few more moments before Tyene gave a long gasp and her whole body convulsed. Arianne gave one final hard suck as she bit and pinched both nipples, causing Ty to yelp as she came, her own fingers digging painfully into Arianne. She winced, but it was only for a moment, as Tyene's fingers slipped out, and she lay gasping for breath, her eyes closed. For a moment, she fit the innocent demeanor she kept up before so many. Arianne collapsed beside her, nearly as out of breath. She leaned forward to kiss her, just briefly, and Tyene opened her eyes to smile and reach up to stroke her cheek.
"Sweet cousin." The flush in Tyene's cheeks made her look as pretty as any maiden - as she still was, Arianne reminded herself.
"I hope this hasn't been an entirely disappointing experience now."
Tyene pulled in to give her a much more lingering kiss. "Not at all."