Prompt Post 4!
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In the wake of her climax, part of her was soft and warm, but she could still feel the jagged edges of her desire. Snow White’s breathless sighs against her shoulder, the tiny shivers in her arms and the hairs rising on the small of her back, feed together into a lust that Aurora had not realised she was capable of. She had desired sex, at times, but never has she wanted to see what it would be like to see a person shatter and fall apart around her. This time, there was no tinge of fear as there would be with her mentor, no sense of duty or knowledge that the sex is merely a step before the betrayal.
They were supposed to negotiate, or to kill each other. Instead, Snow White had offered herself up, and Aurora had found herself more than willing to take what was given, and to give in return.
She shifted back, making Snow White gasp as their bodies parted, air suddenly feeling like a wall between them.
“Tell me,” she said, more sharply, and this time punctuated it with a slap between Snow White’s thighs.
Snow White cried out, but she arched towards the touch, head thrown back and thighs twitching apart. Even from just one slap, Aurora could feel wetness on her hand, but she did not look down to confirm her suspicions as to how helplessly wet Snow White must be.
“You must leave your mark,” said Snow White, voice trembling. Her lips parted, but she did not speak further.
Again, Aurora slapped her cunt, sharp and stinging, and again Snow White cried out and shuddered.
“Indelibly,” said Snow White finally. “Penetratingly. Overwhelmingly.”
With the words, Aurora tightened her grip on Snow White’s hip, nails digging into her skin, and bowed her head to those round, soft breasts. She wanted to cover them with her tongue, to learn their curves and the way that they fit into her hands, but at the same time she felt a thrill every time she pinched, every time she bit, every time she sucked hard enough to leave red marks on Snow White’s skin.
Magic would fade them, of course, make it as if she had never been touched at all. It was quite possible with magic to make a woman appear a virgin, time and time again. But Aurora wondered if Grimhilde, with her famed vanity, would ever let Snow White wear such marks on her skin at all.
Snow White moaned as fingers slipped between her thighs, sliding up to press between her folds. She was already wet, yearning, no need for coaxing touches, and Aurora slid three fingers straight into her so abruptly that Snow White gave a strangled moan, back arching only to draw the fingers deeper into herself.
“Would you have my questions be searching?” purred Aurora against Snow White’s pale chest, feeling the heaving of her breath. She drew back, then thrust in again, all the way to the hilt of her touch, and spread her fingers to feel Snow White’s body give to her. “How deeply would you have me interrogate you?”
“To the core,” moaned Snow White.
She cried out when Aurora bit down on her skin again, just at the topmost curve of her breast, and as she was leant back placed her hands behind her to support herself. Knowing that she did not have to support the smaller woman, Aurora wound her free hand into Snow White’s hair to pull her head back, exposing the sweep of her throat, sending her eyes fluttering closed and her mouth falling open.
Aurora sucked at the base of Snow White’s neck, and set about alternating kisses and bites and licks along the line of her shoulders and the curve of her throat, her early touches starting to bloom from pink to red and soft brown marks against the pearly skin.
She let her fingers spread apart, until she felt as if she was pressing Snow White open, and rocked her hand to thrust deep into her. No gentle spread of her fingertips; she gave all the length of her slender fingers, and still Snow White pressed tighter against her, spread her legs wider.
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