FILL: "no one has to know" -- Genevieve/Danneel - NC17 - 1/2sakura_no_miMay 22 2011, 09:07:42 UTC
Genevieve clicked the hotel room door shut and exhaled slowly, grateful to be away from the crowds, cameras, and screaming fans. She kicked off her painfully high heels, leaving them in the entryway as she padded across the plush carpet. When she slid the closet open, the splash of white criss-crossed with black caught her eye.
She tugged at the material and slid it from the hanger into her hands. It still smelled like her - all confidence and beauty and everything else Genevieve had tried for years to ignore. Danneel always wore “Love Spell” from Victoria's Secret and it was suddenly so damn ironic that a bitter laugh bubbled up from her throat before she could think to stop it. She brought the dress to her face and inhaled deeply, letting the scent invade all of her senses, making her head swim wonderfully.
“Thanks for letting me borrow it, sweetie.”
Genevieve jumped, whirling around and dropping her hands to her side guiltily even as her breath hitched in her throat at the sight before her. Danneel was wearing a lacy black bra and matching panties, along with the most sinfully high stiletto heels she'd ever seen. She was gorgeous - miles of shimmering bronze skin and a flat, toned belly, swell of her tits barely contained by a bra about a million sizes too small for her. There was a tiny grin curving her maroon-stained lips, brown eyes sparkling under the flutter of mascara-darkened lashes.
“Danni,” Genevieve murmured. “What're you doin' here?”
“Convinced Jen to go to the after-party without me,” Danneel shrugged. “Jared's with him,” she added quietly. A few moments of silence stretched between them, then she added, “I wanted to check on you. You all right?”
Genevieve forced a laugh. “Just gets a little tiring - you know, all the glam and glitter of being Mrs. Jared Padalecki.”
Danneel stepped closer and gently took the dress from Genevieve's hands. “Is that all?” she murmured, reaching up to brush her palm across Genevieve's cheek.
“No,” Genevieve whispered, closing her eyes and leaning into her touch. “That's not all.”
She'd been successful at denying it for so long, yet all it took was a few drinks at a party and an idiotic dare for it to all come tumbling down: their drooling, wide-eyed husbands watching in awe as Genevieve climbed into Danneel's lap and proceeded to make out with her for several minutes. She was positive - judging by the way Jensen practically dragged Danneel into the nearest bedroom afterward - that it was nothing more than a game to everyone else except her.
Genevieve choked out a sound of surprise at the sensation of Danneel's lips pressing against hers, so moist, smooth and warm. She tasted like strawberries and champagne and smelled like heaven, and it's all Genevieve could do to keep herself from melting into those soft curves and taking what she'd wanted for years.
Re: FILL: "no one has to know" -- Genevieve/Danneel - NC17 - 2/2sakura_no_miMay 22 2011, 09:08:07 UTC
Danneel dropped her hands to Genevieve's shoulders and pushed gently, forcing her to take one step after another backward until she bumped into the edge of the bed and fell onto it. She watched, captivated, as Danneel gently pushed her hands under the hem of her dress and shoved at the material until it was bunched around her waist. Danneel lowered her head and pressed a kiss through the cotton against Genevieve's pussy a split-second before she tugged down the elastic and dove in, laving her tongue hungrily across her exposed clit. Genevieve cried out instinctively, pushing her hips up to increase the contact.
“Mmm,” Danneel hummed. She hooked her fingers under the waist of Genevieve's panties and tugged at them until Genevieve kicked them off. She brought her mouth down to Genevieve's slick-wet cunt and began to gently kiss and lick at her clit again. It felt so fucking amazing; Danneel's tongue was so soft and warm and she seemed to know exactly what to do to make Genevieve see stars. She swirled her tongue around again and again, gently massaging her clit just above the hood and every so often flicking it down directly against it, just on the right side of too sensitive.
Genevieve heard herself whimpering Danni's name again and again but she couldn't seem to make herself stop. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and felt her breath hitch in her throat again when she saw Danneel's hand between her own thighs, frantically rubbing at her clit. That had to be the hottest thing she'd ever seen in her life, until-
Danneel cried out suddenly, lifting her head and squeezing her eyes shut as she came, perfectly-manicured hand still working hard against her dripping cunt. She paused for a moment to catch her breath and then gave Genevieve a mischievous little grin before diving right back in again.
Danneel slid a finger into Genevieve's cunt without warning, finding her g-spot on the first try as she continued the merciless assault with her tongue. And that was it - Genevieve cried out, arching up off the bed as she pushed her dripping pussy against Danneel's face. Her climax tore violently through her, sparks of pleasure blurring her vision and making her head spin.
Danneel lifted up after a few moments and crawled up Genevieve's body, plopping down gently upon the mattress beside her. “You okay” Danneel asked quietly.
“Yeah,” Genevieve replied, feeling more than a little shell-shocked. She sighed quietly at the sensation of Danneel's lips against hers again, gentle and sweet. “But Danni, what about J-”
Genevieve found herself silenced with another kiss. “They don't have to know,” Danneel murmured. She nodded definitively, quelling all the fears and guilt and shame that were on the verge of tearing her entire world to pieces. “No one has to know.”
Re: FILL: "no one has to know" -- Genevieve/Danneel - NC17 - 2/2slf630May 22 2011, 16:22:10 UTC
Holy crap! You wrote femslash! *blinks* Wow. I really don't know what to say... *whispers* You've managed to confuse me again. ;P Seriously though, that was pretty freakin' hot, m'dear. Sneaky ninja. Didn't tell me that you were thinking about doing this one.
Re: FILL: "no one has to know" -- Genevieve/Danneel - NC17 - 2/2sakura_no_miMay 22 2011, 23:16:42 UTC
Heh! Thank you for reading even though it was femslash! Just thought I'd give it a whirl, since I've never done it before. Glad you liked it despite the confusion :P
Re: FILL: "no one has to know" -- Genevieve/Danneel - NC17 - 2/2neros_violinMay 22 2011, 17:29:54 UTC
SO GOOD!!!!!! I loved how you established the care between them - Genevieve's vulnerability and Danni's recognition of it - before getting down to business. It added an emotional resonance that I really enjoyed!
She tugged at the material and slid it from the hanger into her hands. It still smelled like her - all confidence and beauty and everything else Genevieve had tried for years to ignore. Danneel always wore “Love Spell” from Victoria's Secret and it was suddenly so damn ironic that a bitter laugh bubbled up from her throat before she could think to stop it. She brought the dress to her face and inhaled deeply, letting the scent invade all of her senses, making her head swim wonderfully.
“Thanks for letting me borrow it, sweetie.”
Genevieve jumped, whirling around and dropping her hands to her side guiltily even as her breath hitched in her throat at the sight before her. Danneel was wearing a lacy black bra and matching panties, along with the most sinfully high stiletto heels she'd ever seen. She was gorgeous - miles of shimmering bronze skin and a flat, toned belly, swell of her tits barely contained by a bra about a million sizes too small for her. There was a tiny grin curving her maroon-stained lips, brown eyes sparkling under the flutter of mascara-darkened lashes.
“Danni,” Genevieve murmured. “What're you doin' here?”
“Convinced Jen to go to the after-party without me,” Danneel shrugged. “Jared's with him,” she added quietly. A few moments of silence stretched between them, then she added, “I wanted to check on you. You all right?”
Genevieve forced a laugh. “Just gets a little tiring - you know, all the glam and glitter of being Mrs. Jared Padalecki.”
Danneel stepped closer and gently took the dress from Genevieve's hands. “Is that all?” she murmured, reaching up to brush her palm across Genevieve's cheek.
“No,” Genevieve whispered, closing her eyes and leaning into her touch. “That's not all.”
She'd been successful at denying it for so long, yet all it took was a few drinks at a party and an idiotic dare for it to all come tumbling down: their drooling, wide-eyed husbands watching in awe as Genevieve climbed into Danneel's lap and proceeded to make out with her for several minutes. She was positive - judging by the way Jensen practically dragged Danneel into the nearest bedroom afterward - that it was nothing more than a game to everyone else except her.
Genevieve choked out a sound of surprise at the sensation of Danneel's lips pressing against hers, so moist, smooth and warm. She tasted like strawberries and champagne and smelled like heaven, and it's all Genevieve could do to keep herself from melting into those soft curves and taking what she'd wanted for years.
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“Mmm,” Danneel hummed. She hooked her fingers under the waist of Genevieve's panties and tugged at them until Genevieve kicked them off. She brought her mouth down to Genevieve's slick-wet cunt and began to gently kiss and lick at her clit again. It felt so fucking amazing; Danneel's tongue was so soft and warm and she seemed to know exactly what to do to make Genevieve see stars. She swirled her tongue around again and again, gently massaging her clit just above the hood and every so often flicking it down directly against it, just on the right side of too sensitive.
Genevieve heard herself whimpering Danni's name again and again but she couldn't seem to make herself stop. She pushed herself up onto her elbows and felt her breath hitch in her throat again when she saw Danneel's hand between her own thighs, frantically rubbing at her clit. That had to be the hottest thing she'd ever seen in her life, until-
Danneel cried out suddenly, lifting her head and squeezing her eyes shut as she came, perfectly-manicured hand still working hard against her dripping cunt. She paused for a moment to catch her breath and then gave Genevieve a mischievous little grin before diving right back in again.
Danneel slid a finger into Genevieve's cunt without warning, finding her g-spot on the first try as she continued the merciless assault with her tongue. And that was it - Genevieve cried out, arching up off the bed as she pushed her dripping pussy against Danneel's face. Her climax tore violently through her, sparks of pleasure blurring her vision and making her head spin.
Danneel lifted up after a few moments and crawled up Genevieve's body, plopping down gently upon the mattress beside her. “You okay” Danneel asked quietly.
“Yeah,” Genevieve replied, feeling more than a little shell-shocked. She sighed quietly at the sensation of Danneel's lips against hers again, gentle and sweet. “But Danni, what about J-”
Genevieve found herself silenced with another kiss. “They don't have to know,” Danneel murmured. She nodded definitively, quelling all the fears and guilt and shame that were on the verge of tearing her entire world to pieces. “No one has to know.”
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