Challenge #325 - Glass
Title: Slippers
Prompt: #325 Glass
Fandom: Disney
Pairing: Aurora/Cinderella
Rating: PG
Word count: 230
Aurora smiles up at her, eyes alight with mischief. She cradles Cinderella’s heel carefully in front of her, holding the glass slipper up for her inspection. Tilting it slightly, so Cinderella’s forced to angle her knee to accommodate the movement, and she giggles a little, breathless.
She watches as Aurora delicately slides the glass slipper from her foot, holding it reverently, as if it’s a great treasure. But she seems more interested in what’s beneath it, her eyes trained on the wriggle of Cinderella’s toes.
She leans forward and Cinderella gasps as Aurora kisses lightly at the arch of her foot, ticklish and sweet.
“The glass slippers are beautiful,” she whispers, one hand stroking up the creamy skin of Cinderella’s calf, the other caressing her ankle. “But I must admit I prefer your feet without them.”
She presses her lips to the tip of each toe, and Cinderella blushes and squirms a little under the attention. When Aurora glances up at her again, her smile has turned darker, more secretive.
“In fact, I think I’d prefer you with no garments at all.”
Cinderella laughs, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear coyly. She’s tempted to begin tearing at her clothes right away, but she resists.
She thinks she’d much rather Aurora continued undressing her, and judging by the expression on Aurora’s face, it seems she desires that as well.
Prompt: #325 Glass
Fandom: Disney
Pairing: Aurora/Cinderella
Rating: PG
Word count: 230
Aurora smiles up at her, eyes alight with mischief. She cradles Cinderella’s heel carefully in front of her, holding the glass slipper up for her inspection. Tilting it slightly, so Cinderella’s forced to angle her knee to accommodate the movement, and she giggles a little, breathless.
She watches as Aurora delicately slides the glass slipper from her foot, holding it reverently, as if it’s a great treasure. But she seems more interested in what’s beneath it, her eyes trained on the wriggle of Cinderella’s toes.
She leans forward and Cinderella gasps as Aurora kisses lightly at the arch of her foot, ticklish and sweet.
“The glass slippers are beautiful,” she whispers, one hand stroking up the creamy skin of Cinderella’s calf, the other caressing her ankle. “But I must admit I prefer your feet without them.”
She presses her lips to the tip of each toe, and Cinderella blushes and squirms a little under the attention. When Aurora glances up at her again, her smile has turned darker, more secretive.
“In fact, I think I’d prefer you with no garments at all.”
Cinderella laughs, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear coyly. She’s tempted to begin tearing at her clothes right away, but she resists.
She thinks she’d much rather Aurora continued undressing her, and judging by the expression on Aurora’s face, it seems she desires that as well.