BRYNETTE
Since I have no life for the moment, living , breathing D H I got finished with the third part today.
title: Never been... kissed? (PART 3)
pairing: bree/lynette
author: me, loveacrosslanes
rating: NC-17 (? is it right, correct me if I'm wrong)
A/N: My first try at something longer.
Please tell me what you think about it..?
Oh, and the spelling sucks, but I hope you can oversee that.
PART THREE
Lynette enjoyed being on her own. She walked around the house in nothing but Tom’s old t-shirt and eating ice-cream right out of the package - nothing she could do when the kids where around. She did miss them, a little. But as she opened her second bottle of beer she remembered that there could be a lifetime until this opportunity came again. She sat down in the sofa, watching some late night show as the doorbell rang. She jumped out, thinking something terrible has happened and threw the door opened. There stood Bree, in her bathrobe. “Bree, what’s the matter?” Bree stood silent. Lynette took her hand, taking her inside. “Something happened to Rex? The children? What’s wrong?” Bree stood as if she had been scared by something. “Is there anyone home?” Lynette shook her head, “No, remember. Tom’s off with work and the kids are at the nanny’s. What is it?” Bree took a deep breath. “I want you to lick me”. Lynette almost feel backwards in surprise. “You want what? Are you drunk Bree? Come here, sit down.” But Bree stood still. Repeating her request. “I want you to lick me. My husband obviously won’t do it. So I thought…” “Well you thought … Sooo weird! I mean, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t!” “Oh, you don’t want to?” “Noo..” Lynette heard that her answer sounded less than true. “Well, I .. No. I don’t” Bree pierced her eyes into Lynette’s. “Please Lyn, I want to know how it feels.” “You can’t be serious? NO, I won’t! Think about Rex? Tom?” Bree slowly unbuttoned her bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor. Lynette didn’t believe her eyes. She wanted to close them, but she couldn’t. “Bree…” Was all she could say. As she watched her best friends body, standing there in front of her she felt something inside. A slight tingle. She knew what it was but she decided to not listen to it.
Bree stood still, wondering what she was supposed to do next. She just didn’t know. She knew she was blushing, but she wasn’t embarrassed. This is what she came for.
“OK, if we are going to do this. It’s going to be the right way.” Lynette caved in as she looked at Bree’s perfect breasts. “Yes, I wouldn’t have it any other way, you know that.” “We can’t do this now, Bree. We have to wait. I can’t just…” While Lynette talked she moved her body for the first time since she entered the home. She moved closer to Lynette. So close she could feel her against her body. “Bree, uhm. I can’t … I really can’t” Bree took Lynette’s hand, leaving it on her breast. “Come on Lyn, just this once. For me?” Lynette softly let her fingers feel the soft skin they where holding. “We can stop at any time. Just tell me when to stop. OK?” Bree nodded. Her eyes where closed. Lynette let her other arm draw Bree even closer. She could hear them breathing. Just a bit faster than usually.
Bree was trying not to think about what was actually happening. She pretended that this was just normal behaviour. She really didn’t know now, why she did it. But as Lynette pulled her t-shirt over her head, leaving them both completely naked. She looked at her best friends soft body. Slowly she let one of her hands touch Lynette’s arm, stroking it softly. They moved closer. “No kissing, that’s adultery” Bree said looking down, blushing. Lynette pulled away. “I’m not going here without kissing baby!” And before Bree had a chance to draw back Lynette’s lips gently swept over Bree’s. She felt a small tingle just bellow her bellybutton.
Lynette felt her way around Bree’s mouth, slowly letting her tongue move closer and closer and as she found Bree’s tongue she couldn’t help but release a little moan. She felt Bree’s reaction, moving even closer to her and starting to let her hands travel over her back, into her hair. Bree let her hands play along Lynette’s arms, down and up, up and down, until she dared to continue to her back. Lynette let her lips once again fall on Bree’s and they started kissing intensely. They’re hands touching every bit and piece of skin they could. Suddenly Lynette pulled away. Taking Bree’s hand. “Now, you wanna go upstairs or right here on the sofa?” Bree was shaking. She hadn’t thought about what was yet to come. Before she could say anything Lynette started leading her upstairs. After four steps Bree started missing Lynette’s lips and threw herself around to kiss her, leaving Lynette against the stairs rail. Her lips started wandering on their own, down to Lynette’s neck, softly nibbling, kissing, biting.
Bree didn’t think anymore. She just felt. She felt her way around Lynette’s perfect body, kissing her neck kissing her arms, but not daring to kiss her somewhere “private”. As they continued up the stairs, never stopping kissing they entered the Scavo bedroom. For a split second Bree thought that this was so wrong, and that it was just wrong and nothing but wrong but as Lynette kissed her earlobe she let go of the thought.
Wondering if Bree would ever make a sound Lynette gently placed Bree on the bed, kissing her everywhere, as if she ate her. She was longing for her, dying for her. Lynette had never felt this aroused before. Never, she had never felt the need to please as she felt now. Placing herself right above Bree, looking into her eyes, kissing her softly. Bree bite her lip. “Bree, Why are you so quite? You don’t like?” Bree shook her head. “I love, believe me. I’ve just, never been much of a.. talker.” “Not a moan? No nothing?” “Lynette. It’s OK, I just don’t. OK?” Lynette decided to leave it there, in hope that sometime prove her wrong.
Bree let her hands play in Lynette’s hair, feeling how she started kissing her chest, her breasts, licking them, feeling them. Bree was out of air. She felt her heart beat go faster and faster as Lynette went lower and lower, still with her own hands in her hair. “Lynette?” Bree asked, but she didn’t get any answer. She felt this was so wrong, she just couldn’t. “Yes honey?” Lynette responded. “I don’t know about this…” “Just leave that to me to work out” Bree decided that that was good enough for now.
She let her tongue circle around her navel, feeling her body not being able to lie still. “Just let it go Bree, just relax.” She played with her tongue, separating Bree’s legs, kissing her hips. Slowly she closened up to Bree’s wetness. She gently pressed her tongue against Bree. She played with her tongue, letting it touch every part of Bree’s inner. She didn’t really know how to do, she just did. And it seemed to work because suddenly - Bree let go of a little sound. Just for a second she let go and Lynette felt confidence coming up, stroking her just a little bit faster. As Bree started grasping for air, Lynette stopped, letting Bree feel a little surprised. “Lyn? Uhm, is something wrong?” Lynette’s face turned up close to Bree’s. “Hun, are you sure about this?” “I was one second away from coming as much I’ve never did before, feeling more alive than I’ve never done before? And you STOP?!” Bree looked at Lynette with a questioning face. “I’m… so sorry Bree. I Just.. uhm. Yeah. So, we go on?” “No, I can’t now. I just don’t feel like it anymore.” Bree got up, started collecting her clothes. “I’m sorry Lynette, but… well. Thank you for this. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea?”
title: Never been... kissed? (PART 3)
pairing: bree/lynette
author: me, loveacrosslanes
rating: NC-17 (? is it right, correct me if I'm wrong)
A/N: My first try at something longer.
Please tell me what you think about it..?
Oh, and the spelling sucks, but I hope you can oversee that.
PART THREE
Lynette enjoyed being on her own. She walked around the house in nothing but Tom’s old t-shirt and eating ice-cream right out of the package - nothing she could do when the kids where around. She did miss them, a little. But as she opened her second bottle of beer she remembered that there could be a lifetime until this opportunity came again. She sat down in the sofa, watching some late night show as the doorbell rang. She jumped out, thinking something terrible has happened and threw the door opened. There stood Bree, in her bathrobe. “Bree, what’s the matter?” Bree stood silent. Lynette took her hand, taking her inside. “Something happened to Rex? The children? What’s wrong?” Bree stood as if she had been scared by something. “Is there anyone home?” Lynette shook her head, “No, remember. Tom’s off with work and the kids are at the nanny’s. What is it?” Bree took a deep breath. “I want you to lick me”. Lynette almost feel backwards in surprise. “You want what? Are you drunk Bree? Come here, sit down.” But Bree stood still. Repeating her request. “I want you to lick me. My husband obviously won’t do it. So I thought…” “Well you thought … Sooo weird! I mean, I couldn’t. I wouldn’t!” “Oh, you don’t want to?” “Noo..” Lynette heard that her answer sounded less than true. “Well, I .. No. I don’t” Bree pierced her eyes into Lynette’s. “Please Lyn, I want to know how it feels.” “You can’t be serious? NO, I won’t! Think about Rex? Tom?” Bree slowly unbuttoned her bathrobe, letting it fall to the floor. Lynette didn’t believe her eyes. She wanted to close them, but she couldn’t. “Bree…” Was all she could say. As she watched her best friends body, standing there in front of her she felt something inside. A slight tingle. She knew what it was but she decided to not listen to it.
Bree stood still, wondering what she was supposed to do next. She just didn’t know. She knew she was blushing, but she wasn’t embarrassed. This is what she came for.
“OK, if we are going to do this. It’s going to be the right way.” Lynette caved in as she looked at Bree’s perfect breasts. “Yes, I wouldn’t have it any other way, you know that.” “We can’t do this now, Bree. We have to wait. I can’t just…” While Lynette talked she moved her body for the first time since she entered the home. She moved closer to Lynette. So close she could feel her against her body. “Bree, uhm. I can’t … I really can’t” Bree took Lynette’s hand, leaving it on her breast. “Come on Lyn, just this once. For me?” Lynette softly let her fingers feel the soft skin they where holding. “We can stop at any time. Just tell me when to stop. OK?” Bree nodded. Her eyes where closed. Lynette let her other arm draw Bree even closer. She could hear them breathing. Just a bit faster than usually.
Bree was trying not to think about what was actually happening. She pretended that this was just normal behaviour. She really didn’t know now, why she did it. But as Lynette pulled her t-shirt over her head, leaving them both completely naked. She looked at her best friends soft body. Slowly she let one of her hands touch Lynette’s arm, stroking it softly. They moved closer. “No kissing, that’s adultery” Bree said looking down, blushing. Lynette pulled away. “I’m not going here without kissing baby!” And before Bree had a chance to draw back Lynette’s lips gently swept over Bree’s. She felt a small tingle just bellow her bellybutton.
Lynette felt her way around Bree’s mouth, slowly letting her tongue move closer and closer and as she found Bree’s tongue she couldn’t help but release a little moan. She felt Bree’s reaction, moving even closer to her and starting to let her hands travel over her back, into her hair. Bree let her hands play along Lynette’s arms, down and up, up and down, until she dared to continue to her back. Lynette let her lips once again fall on Bree’s and they started kissing intensely. They’re hands touching every bit and piece of skin they could. Suddenly Lynette pulled away. Taking Bree’s hand. “Now, you wanna go upstairs or right here on the sofa?” Bree was shaking. She hadn’t thought about what was yet to come. Before she could say anything Lynette started leading her upstairs. After four steps Bree started missing Lynette’s lips and threw herself around to kiss her, leaving Lynette against the stairs rail. Her lips started wandering on their own, down to Lynette’s neck, softly nibbling, kissing, biting.
Bree didn’t think anymore. She just felt. She felt her way around Lynette’s perfect body, kissing her neck kissing her arms, but not daring to kiss her somewhere “private”. As they continued up the stairs, never stopping kissing they entered the Scavo bedroom. For a split second Bree thought that this was so wrong, and that it was just wrong and nothing but wrong but as Lynette kissed her earlobe she let go of the thought.
Wondering if Bree would ever make a sound Lynette gently placed Bree on the bed, kissing her everywhere, as if she ate her. She was longing for her, dying for her. Lynette had never felt this aroused before. Never, she had never felt the need to please as she felt now. Placing herself right above Bree, looking into her eyes, kissing her softly. Bree bite her lip. “Bree, Why are you so quite? You don’t like?” Bree shook her head. “I love, believe me. I’ve just, never been much of a.. talker.” “Not a moan? No nothing?” “Lynette. It’s OK, I just don’t. OK?” Lynette decided to leave it there, in hope that sometime prove her wrong.
Bree let her hands play in Lynette’s hair, feeling how she started kissing her chest, her breasts, licking them, feeling them. Bree was out of air. She felt her heart beat go faster and faster as Lynette went lower and lower, still with her own hands in her hair. “Lynette?” Bree asked, but she didn’t get any answer. She felt this was so wrong, she just couldn’t. “Yes honey?” Lynette responded. “I don’t know about this…” “Just leave that to me to work out” Bree decided that that was good enough for now.
She let her tongue circle around her navel, feeling her body not being able to lie still. “Just let it go Bree, just relax.” She played with her tongue, separating Bree’s legs, kissing her hips. Slowly she closened up to Bree’s wetness. She gently pressed her tongue against Bree. She played with her tongue, letting it touch every part of Bree’s inner. She didn’t really know how to do, she just did. And it seemed to work because suddenly - Bree let go of a little sound. Just for a second she let go and Lynette felt confidence coming up, stroking her just a little bit faster. As Bree started grasping for air, Lynette stopped, letting Bree feel a little surprised. “Lyn? Uhm, is something wrong?” Lynette’s face turned up close to Bree’s. “Hun, are you sure about this?” “I was one second away from coming as much I’ve never did before, feeling more alive than I’ve never done before? And you STOP?!” Bree looked at Lynette with a questioning face. “I’m… so sorry Bree. I Just.. uhm. Yeah. So, we go on?” “No, I can’t now. I just don’t feel like it anymore.” Bree got up, started collecting her clothes. “I’m sorry Lynette, but… well. Thank you for this. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea?”