Drabble: Passion Song
Title: Passion Song
Author: Teara or grdnofevrythng
Pairing: Blair/Serena
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Rating: R (nothing too graphic)*looks pointedly at sinandmisery
Word count: 257
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I wish I did.
A/N: This is what happens when I'm bored and read dirt smut I've written.
There’s something about the way Blair sounds that drives Serena absolutely insane. Maybe it’s the way that she moans softly in the back of her throat right when their lips touch and Serena runs her tongue seam of her mouth. Maybe it’s the little growl she makes when she pulls the blonde roughly against her and tangles her fingers in Serena’s hair, tugging just enough to send shivers down her spine. It could be the way she gasps as Serena’s lips find their way down the slender column of her neck, breathing in the heady scent of Chanel and something that is completely unique and…Blair. Or it could be how her breath hitches when Serena nips that spot on her collarbone and cups her breasts, running the pads of her thumbs over taut nipples. Then there’s the little hiss when Serena’s bites down on one of the hardened peaks while running her nails up the inside of Blair’s thighs. And the groans of frustration when Serena’s taking her sweet time to kiss every inch of the brunette except where she wants her the most. Or how about the way she gasps and moans, mumbling nonsensical words as Serena’s tongue slips through her wetness, wrapping around her clit, and sucking it into her mouth. And nothing beats the little whimper she makes right before she begins to shudder as her orgasm washes over her. But what Serena loves the most is the way Blair sleepily mumbles words of love against Serena’s neck as she drifts off to sleep.
Author: Teara or grdnofevrythng
Pairing: Blair/Serena
Fandom: Gossip Girl
Rating: R (nothing too graphic)*looks pointedly at sinandmisery
Word count: 257
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I wish I did.
A/N: This is what happens when I'm bored and read dirt smut I've written.
There’s something about the way Blair sounds that drives Serena absolutely insane. Maybe it’s the way that she moans softly in the back of her throat right when their lips touch and Serena runs her tongue seam of her mouth. Maybe it’s the little growl she makes when she pulls the blonde roughly against her and tangles her fingers in Serena’s hair, tugging just enough to send shivers down her spine. It could be the way she gasps as Serena’s lips find their way down the slender column of her neck, breathing in the heady scent of Chanel and something that is completely unique and…Blair. Or it could be how her breath hitches when Serena nips that spot on her collarbone and cups her breasts, running the pads of her thumbs over taut nipples. Then there’s the little hiss when Serena’s bites down on one of the hardened peaks while running her nails up the inside of Blair’s thighs. And the groans of frustration when Serena’s taking her sweet time to kiss every inch of the brunette except where she wants her the most. Or how about the way she gasps and moans, mumbling nonsensical words as Serena’s tongue slips through her wetness, wrapping around her clit, and sucking it into her mouth. And nothing beats the little whimper she makes right before she begins to shudder as her orgasm washes over her. But what Serena loves the most is the way Blair sleepily mumbles words of love against Serena’s neck as she drifts off to sleep.