An Afternoon Delight
Title: An Afternoon Delight
Pairing: Miley/Demi
Rating: Is this even legal? / NC-17 (Warning: Contains animal loving! *gasp*)
Disclaimer: I do not own anything but the carrots and the plot. Oh wait, there’s no plot. Never mind. But I did ask Santa for Miley wearing nothing but a red ribbon wrapped around her waist, so ask me again after Christmas cause, you never know. ;)
Word Count: 1,432
Summary: At the palace of cards, the Queen of Hearts takes special care of her beloved pet, the White Rabbit. Based on Lewis Carroll’s “Alice In Wonderland”.
Author's Note: This is a crazy idea that popped into my head and I just had to write it. Although I wasn’t planning on writing it so soon, since I still have some unfinished stories to work on, someone just wouldn’t stop bugging me after I told her my idea. I know it’s really short and a bit rushed but it’s my first smut ever so please be nice. <3
The sun was shinning bright over the extravagant red rose gardens outside the palace.
Miley sat comfortably on the cushiony Victorian loveseat in her study. It was a warm afternoon and the windows were open so a gentle breeze could enter the spacious room and provide some refreshment. The sunrays were seeping through the open curtains and bathing the grand piano on the corner, making the shiny black coat sparkle with light. The only sounds in the room were that of the turning pages of an old book and the occasional clink of porcelain as the queen placed down her tea cup on the glass side table.
The silence was broken by a soft knock on the door.
“Who is it?” asked Miley without looking away from her book.
The door opened slowly and a pair of long fluffy ears peeked inside followed by Demi’s timid face.
“Your majesty,” greeted the shy girl.
Miley smiled and turned a page of her book. “Come on in, Demetria. And close the door after you.”
Demi quickly stepped inside and closed the door as she was told. She then gingerly made her way to the loveseat and stood still in front of the queen. “You asked for me, your majesty?”
“Yes.” Miley closed her book and placed it by her tea cup. “Are you hungry? I thought it was time for an afternoon snack.”
The girl nodded eagerly, her rabbit ears moving up and down. Miley let out a soft laugh and moved over to retrieve a silver bowl of fresh baby carrots. “Now come sit,” she instructed as she lightly pat her knees.
A big toothy grin appeared on Demi’s face as she carefully kneeled down in front of the queen and sat back on her legs. Her pompom like tail was twitching in excitement.
“Open up,” said Miley. When the girl opened her mouth, Miley gently fed her a carrot. Demi chewed on the treat happily. “Good girl,” the queen cooed.
Miley kept feeding her until almost all the carrot pieces were gone. “More?”
Demi shook her head, signaling she was full, so Miley put the bowl back on the side table. She was pleased when Demi laid her head on her lap and nuzzled her. Miley chuckled and brought her hand to pet her. She was rewarded with a throaty sound, almost like a purr. She loved when Demi did that. It was the girl’s way of asking for love, which the queen was more than happy to give.
They stayed like that for a few minutes, Miley gently running her hand over the girl’s fleecy ears, down her shiny chestnut curls and across the peach soft skin of her cheeks. Demi lived for those moments.
When Miley suddenly stopped her caressing Demi looked up in confusion but was met with piercing blue eyes and a lustful gaze. The queen gently pulled her docile pet up on her lap, making her straddle her legs, and crashed their lips together.
The kiss started off sweet, lips dancing at a slow pace. Demi’s hand entangled themselves in the queen’s luscious hair, careful not to touch her crown. Miley ran her tongue across Demi’s lower lip and was granted access almost immediately. She explored the inside of Demi’s hot mouth thoroughly, making sure to run her tongue over the girl’s pearly white teeth, knowing that it drove her crazy. Miley decided that the taste of raspberry lips gloss mixed with carrots was heavenly. It was intoxicating. Her hands, previously on Demi’s waist, moved down to cup her perfect buttocks, making the girl let out a muffled moan inside her mouth.
She lightly caressed it before using her right hand to play with the white pompom just above the cheeks, causing Demi to pull back from the kiss and moan loudly. That was Demi’s weakness and the queen knew it very well. Miley took advantage of it and started leaving a trail of wet kisses down the girl’s neck, her hand still playing with Demi’s tail.
After what seemed like forever to Demi, Miley brought both hands to the front of Demi’s black vest and started to unbutton it teasingly slow. Button. By. Button. As the creamy white bosom was revealed to her hungry eyes, she wasted no time in wrapping her glossy lips around one of the rosy tips. She suckled and nibbled on it lightly, using her tongue to soothe it after. After a while Miley switched to the other one, giving it the same attention. Demi’s moans were echoing through the room.
“M-Miley,” Demi panted.
“What is it, my pet?” Miley whispered to her skin as her hand traveled down her body and dipped inside her pants, stopping just above her center. She knew what Demi wanted. What she needed.
“P-Please…” A whimper followed.
“What does my baby want?” cooed the queen. “Tell me what you want, Demi.” The queen loved to tease her little pet but she could only take so much herself. She needed to touch her. Really touch her.
“I want… I need you,” answered the girl amidst moans. That was all Miley needed to hear.
She finally gave Demi the touch she craved so much. Her fingers met warmth and wetness. She let them explore her languidly. Up and down, and sometimes in circles. Every single movement earned her a delicious throaty moan or whimper from Demi’s parted lips.
But Miley needed more. She entered her in a slow and smooth movement. A single finger. She crashed their lips together and swallowed the long moan that came out of Demi’s mouth as she started to move it. In and out.
Not long after, Demi was moving frantically above her. Begging for more. Miley added another finger and picked up her pace. She knew her pet was close. And she knew exactly how to take her there.
The queen pulled away from the kiss and moved her lips to Demi’s long ear, close enough for Demi to feel her breathing, the white fur almost touching her lips. She whispered inside in a husky voice.
“I love you.”
Three words. That’s all it took for Demi to feel the familiar waves of white pleasure crash through her body. Miley held her until the last one passed.
Demi’s head fell limp on the queen's shoulder, breathing ragged and skin flushed.
Miley removed her glistening fingers and delicately brought them to her mouth. As she licked the first one clean she noticed Demi looking up at her, eyes sparkling with adoration. She chuckled and offered the other finger to the girl, who smiled big and happily took it to her mouth. She lapped at it like a kitten, joy apparent on her face.
The queen kissed her pet’s forehead and gently moved her so she was sitting across her lap, feet on the loveseat and head resting on Miley’s full bosom. She cradled her like a baby and kissed her soft rabbit ears.
Demi snuggled closer and held on to Miley’s blouse with a tight grip, like a sleepy infant. “I love you,” she whispered to the queen’s chest before she fell into a peaceful slumber.
Miley couldn’t help the smile that formed on her lips. She used her free hand to reach for the unfinished book on the table and placed it on the loveseat’s arm, opening on the page she had marked earlier. Tightening her embrace on the sleeping girl on her lap, she resumed her reading.
It was just another peaceful afternoon in the palace of the Queen of Hearts.