Don't think~ ghost_ostrichSeptember 22 2010, 22:05:44 UTC
[Author's Note: I have no idea of what on Earth I'm doing... I tried to fill the prompt as good as I could, but I haven't write a sex scene in my whole life, and I really loved the idea so I didn't want to ruin it forever D: So... sorry for the lack of explicitness/smutt. I think you get a pretty good idea of what happens next, though, so I'll leave that to your imagination and I'll hope you like it :D]
“That was a lovely dinner” smiled Lady as she walked through the park with Tramp, the two of them taking a stroll and holding hands after eating at Tony’s. He gave her a smile of his own, one of those soft half-smirks that always made her melt inside.
“Only because there was a lovely lady to make it that way” replied him, making her blush and widening his smile as she did so.
“You always say the most beautiful things” she sighed contently as he put an arm around her shoulders.
“Hmm… Is that enough to earn me a kiss, Pidge?” he asked playfully in her ear, his warm breath making her shudder. In a sudden rush of coquetry, she pretended to reflect deeply, smirking a little and with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Well… I really don’t think so… Besides, you seem to take for granted that my answer will be yes”, she commented, faking an innocent smile. With her auburn hair falling around her face and her beautiful brown eyes batting those long, curled lashes, the image suited her. Luckily enough, he knew her too well to fall for that trick.
“Do I? I’m terribly sorry. It must be the habit, you know? Because I know that just by doing this…” he pulled her swiftly into his arms, holding her close and staring straight into her eyes, his lips only inches away from hers “Your heart starts beating faster” he said, brushing his thumb over the point in her neck where her pulse was beating and he could feel the proof of his words. “You feel like you can’t breathe”, he continued, smiling a little at her dazzled face as he now caressed her lips and the tip of her nose. “Then your mind can’t react properly, and you start wondering if I’m just going to stand there, staring at you, or if I’m actually going to kiss you.” He looked at her, delighting himself on her parted lips and glimmering eyes, and the way he could get her dizzy just by talking to her closely. “And yes, maybe I take it a little for granted… Because I know you’re going to say yes.”
She wanted to say something clever, like ‘So you admit it’ or ‘That’s what you think’, but she found that she couldn’t move or blink or breathe or do anything except returning his steady gaze, let alone manage a full sentence. She swallowed hard, he smiled.
“Say yes” he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. Closing her eyes, she shook her head, mostly because of her pride rather than by her true will. His lips curved into a smaller smile and he started depositing featherlike kisses over her chin, her neck, her ears -everywhere except her mouth.
“Just say it, Pidge” he nudged, nuzzling her neck and breathing her scent with his eyes closed. She shook her head again, even more weakly. “Come on… It’s easy. Just say it.” He gave her a last little kiss before whispering in her ear: “Say yes.”
Letting out a shaky breath, Lady mentally compared the pros and cons of saying it or not. But she couldn’t fool herself for more than a few seconds, so without opening her eyes she whimpered a tiny “Yes”.
It was enough for him.
“See?” He chuckled softly. “Not so difficult.” He said before kissing her. She sighed contently, placing her arms around his neck while one of his own snaked around her waist and the other one rested on her shoulder.
Don't think~ Part2ghost_ostrichSeptember 22 2010, 22:07:06 UTC
The bad thing about Tramp’s kisses, thought Lady through her hazy mind, or maybe about Tramp himself, was that they made you melt in a way that impeded you to think properly, let’s not say try to stop them. But it wasn’t her fault, it was his, because if he’d stop nibbling her lips just a little softer than what she wanted, licking her like a candy he wanted to last forever and pressing his lips against hers in that teasing, frustrating manner that was so freaking slow, she would have been able to breathe for a second and notice that besides from the fact that -as usual- he was torturing her, they were now sitting on the long, soft grass, hidden from the world by the long branches from the willows and sitting on a very compromising position.
“W-what are you doing?” she managed to ask while he started to leave a trail of wet kisses along her neck and jaw.
“Kissing you”, he muttered somewhere close to her clavicle. “You know; that thing I like to do to your skin with my mouth…? Something like this...” he explained, giving her another open mouthed kiss, this time to the crook of her neck.
Lady allowed herself to roll her eyes at his silly answer, letting a little moan escape from her lips a moment later as he repeated his action. “I know that you are kissing me. What I want to know is; why are we doing this here?” She asked, shuting her eyes as if that could make all the thrilling sensations disappear and allow her sanity a chance to get back.
He raised an eyebrow, honestly confused. “What’s wrong with this place?”
“Oh, I don’t know… Except for the fact that we are on a public park, maybe!” she replied, her cheeks pink from mortification. “Tramp, st-stop... Anyone could see us!” she scolded, her eyes wide and glassy with a confusing mix of fear and desire.
“Really?” he asked distractedly, not stopping his torture campaign and evidently having fun at her expense. He was somewhat occupied at the moment, letting his hands slide slowly against the sleeves of her dress while he kissed the newly exposed skin. “Like whom?”
“Well… I don’t know. There c-could be another c-couple o-or -ah! Or s-something l-like that…” she tried to reason, trembling and gasping rather than breathing. He chuckled against her neck.
“Trust me, Pidge, if another couple was here we would be the last thing they would be interested in”, he replied, gaining himself something that tried -and failed- to be one of her deadly glares. He smiled sweetly, stopping his touches for a second and caressing her soft cheeks, admiring her beauty on the pale moonlight. “Come on, Pidge... We already had this argument. And if my memory doesn’t fail, I’m the one who wins.”
Now with a somewhat normal quantity of oxygen in her brain, she managed a very un-ladylike snort and a sarcastic -though a little breathless- response: “Only because you cheated.”
“Oh, really?” As soon as she heard the mischievous tone in his voice she knew she was going to regret her choice of words. Opening her mouth to take them back, she found herself choking with a gasp when a pair of soft lips started to suck a trail in her now bare shoulders, rough hands going up her thighs and at the same pace. “Then maybe I should trick you again and you wouldn’t mind about our current location. Or anything else, for the matter…” He purred in her ear.
“I-I don’t think…” she stuttered, only to be interrupted by him again.
“That’s the point, Pidge”, he smirked wickedly. “Don’t think.”
Re: Don't think~ Part2ghost_ostrichSeptember 24 2010, 17:43:05 UTC
Love your spot-on characterization, like Lady's coquettishness and Tramp's way of calling her "pidge" (I almost forgot he did that!). This fill is giving me ideas for more Lady and the Tramp prompts... :)
“That was a lovely dinner” smiled Lady as she walked through the park with Tramp, the two of them taking a stroll and holding hands after eating at Tony’s. He gave her a smile of his own, one of those soft half-smirks that always made her melt inside.
“Only because there was a lovely lady to make it that way” replied him, making her blush and widening his smile as she did so.
“You always say the most beautiful things” she sighed contently as he put an arm around her shoulders.
“Hmm… Is that enough to earn me a kiss, Pidge?” he asked playfully in her ear, his warm breath making her shudder. In a sudden rush of coquetry, she pretended to reflect deeply, smirking a little and with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
“Well… I really don’t think so… Besides, you seem to take for granted that my answer will be yes”, she commented, faking an innocent smile. With her auburn hair falling around her face and her beautiful brown eyes batting those long, curled lashes, the image suited her. Luckily enough, he knew her too well to fall for that trick.
“Do I? I’m terribly sorry. It must be the habit, you know? Because I know that just by doing this…” he pulled her swiftly into his arms, holding her close and staring straight into her eyes, his lips only inches away from hers “Your heart starts beating faster” he said, brushing his thumb over the point in her neck where her pulse was beating and he could feel the proof of his words. “You feel like you can’t breathe”, he continued, smiling a little at her dazzled face as he now caressed her lips and the tip of her nose. “Then your mind can’t react properly, and you start wondering if I’m just going to stand there, staring at you, or if I’m actually going to kiss you.” He looked at her, delighting himself on her parted lips and glimmering eyes, and the way he could get her dizzy just by talking to her closely. “And yes, maybe I take it a little for granted… Because I know you’re going to say yes.”
She wanted to say something clever, like ‘So you admit it’ or ‘That’s what you think’, but she found that she couldn’t move or blink or breathe or do anything except returning his steady gaze, let alone manage a full sentence. She swallowed hard, he smiled.
“Say yes” he whispered, brushing his lips against hers. Closing her eyes, she shook her head, mostly because of her pride rather than by her true will. His lips curved into a smaller smile and he started depositing featherlike kisses over her chin, her neck, her ears -everywhere except her mouth.
“Just say it, Pidge” he nudged, nuzzling her neck and breathing her scent with his eyes closed. She shook her head again, even more weakly. “Come on… It’s easy. Just say it.” He gave her a last little kiss before whispering in her ear: “Say yes.”
Letting out a shaky breath, Lady mentally compared the pros and cons of saying it or not. But she couldn’t fool herself for more than a few seconds, so without opening her eyes she whimpered a tiny “Yes”.
It was enough for him.
“See?” He chuckled softly. “Not so difficult.” He said before kissing her. She sighed contently, placing her arms around his neck while one of his own snaked around her waist and the other one rested on her shoulder.
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“W-what are you doing?” she managed to ask while he started to leave a trail of wet kisses along her neck and jaw.
“Kissing you”, he muttered somewhere close to her clavicle. “You know; that thing I like to do to your skin with my mouth…? Something like this...” he explained, giving her another open mouthed kiss, this time to the crook of her neck.
Lady allowed herself to roll her eyes at his silly answer, letting a little moan escape from her lips a moment later as he repeated his action. “I know that you are kissing me. What I want to know is; why are we doing this here?” She asked, shuting her eyes as if that could make all the thrilling sensations disappear and allow her sanity a chance to get back.
He raised an eyebrow, honestly confused. “What’s wrong with this place?”
“Oh, I don’t know… Except for the fact that we are on a public park, maybe!” she replied, her cheeks pink from mortification. “Tramp, st-stop... Anyone could see us!” she scolded, her eyes wide and glassy with a confusing mix of fear and desire.
“Really?” he asked distractedly, not stopping his torture campaign and evidently having fun at her expense. He was somewhat occupied at the moment, letting his hands slide slowly against the sleeves of her dress while he kissed the newly exposed skin. “Like whom?”
“Well… I don’t know. There c-could be another c-couple o-or -ah! Or s-something l-like that…” she tried to reason, trembling and gasping rather than breathing. He chuckled against her neck.
“Trust me, Pidge, if another couple was here we would be the last thing they would be interested in”, he replied, gaining himself something that tried -and failed- to be one of her deadly glares. He smiled sweetly, stopping his touches for a second and caressing her soft cheeks, admiring her beauty on the pale moonlight. “Come on, Pidge... We already had this argument. And if my memory doesn’t fail, I’m the one who wins.”
Now with a somewhat normal quantity of oxygen in her brain, she managed a very un-ladylike snort and a sarcastic -though a little breathless- response: “Only because you cheated.”
“Oh, really?” As soon as she heard the mischievous tone in his voice she knew she was going to regret her choice of words. Opening her mouth to take them back, she found herself choking with a gasp when a pair of soft lips started to suck a trail in her now bare shoulders, rough hands going up her thighs and at the same pace. “Then maybe I should trick you again and you wouldn’t mind about our current location. Or anything else, for the matter…” He purred in her ear.
“I-I don’t think…” she stuttered, only to be interrupted by him again.
“That’s the point, Pidge”, he smirked wickedly. “Don’t think.”
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