Re: Prompt: Danneel/Genevieve fairygrrl45April 23 2011, 01:56:28 UTC
It was dark, and sweltering and sticky on the dancefloor; bodies melded and twisted into each other, and no one's really dancing with anyone in particular because everyone's so fucking close. Hands reached out for shaking, grinding bodies, sweat dripping down barely covered backs and Daneel found herself hoping some asshole would come ask to buy her a drink sometime soon cause she didn't bring any cash in her bra this time for a beer. She couldn't wear one, not in this top. She was swaying lightly on her feet, just moving to the beat of the music, spelling out tired and thirsty with her body when she spot her. Dark hair, dark eyes, sexy little red number, and curves in all the right places, walking in like she owned the joint.
And its been a little while since she's swung this way; its been a while since a pair of full lips or a set of long, tan legs could make her heart race like this, but now that she'd seen her Daneel knew she would't leave without having her. She licked her lips absently, eyes trailing the girl as she walked to the bar; the sway of her tight ass enticing and mesmerizing, downright sinful. Danneel started to make her way over, pulling up on her top and straightening out her mini as she went. She knew she looked good tonight. Turns out it served her better than she'd anticipated. She'd give up the free beer for a taste of her any day.
She sideled up to the bar, standing about a foot away from the girl and tapped her nails on the counter top, hoping to get her attention, catch her eye and start conversation without apearing as desperate to touch as she was feeling. But no dice. The woman didn't even glance in her direction for a second. She moved a little closer, inched into her personal space and cleared her throat a little, not obviously, but just like she actually had something to clear out of her throat. Still nothing. She peeked over out of the corner of her eye and she was still standing there, legs crossed in front of her, leaning slightly against the bar, and nursing what looked like a sex on the beach. Because she wasn't already broadcasting sex appeal. Daneel rolled her eyes in slight disdain, half jealous of the straw between her lips anyway.
Suddenly those sharp, dark eyes were trained on her. Something like mirth swirling in their depths.
"If you're trying to hit on me, you're doing a shitty job." Her voice was sultry and melodious. Immediately captivating, but Danneel couldn't look like she was. She couldn't act like she wanted her until she had her, she knew how bitches operated.
"Yeah, well...if I'm not, it's pretty embarassing for you right now."
The girl nodded her head in agreement but said nothing else. She turned her head to look away, but that wasn't part of the plan and now that Danneel had the upper hand she wasn't planning on losing her chance.
"So what's your name?" she said, her voice dipping lower than she gave it permission to as she traced the girl's profile, the way her neck curved gracefully into her shoulder, and her pretty, pretty collar bones. How the hell was she so goddamn gorgeous? Danneel brought her gaze up as quick as she could but she saw that flicker of humour again and thought she might've been caught out. There goes her fucking upper hand.
"Genevieve. And you?" she said with the raise of one sculpted eyebrow.
"Danneel. Danni, actually." she said, caught in her gaze.
The girl licked her lips and Danneel followed the trace of that slick slip of pink until it disappeared. Her mouth was suddenly incredibly dry. She moved closer.
"Do you want to dance with me, Genevieve?" she said, angling her body so her tits were just lightly grazing the other girl's arm. She was 99% sure this girl wasn't straight, not with the bedroom eyes she'd been sending her way. And she really couldn't ignore the urge to touch her any longer.
"I would love to." she seemed to moan in response, her voice slightly husky and a little raw.
Fuck yeah Danneel thought triumphantly before giving her a sexy smirk and cocking her head towards the dance floor.
Re: Danneel/Genevieve Touch Me, Tease Me part2fairygrrl45April 23 2011, 02:45:01 UTC
She walked out into the swarm of grinding bodies, her hand clasped around Genvieve's slightly damp palm. She turned to face her and put her hands to those hips before moving in close and bringing thier bodies together in a sweet, slow roll. She felt Gen's small hands slide around her neck to tangle in her hair, tug lightly at the shorter strands in the back, and that had never been a kink of hers, hair pulling, but she might have to reconsider the notion with the way it was making her shiver. She brought her face down to Genevieve's neck and slid the tip of her tongue up toward her jaw line, needing to touch, to taste her, sweet with whatever she'd washed with or sprayed on. Danneel wanted to lick that away, drag at the honey toned skin with her rough tongue until all she could taste was skin and salt and sweat. She grinded harder against her now, all pretense of dancing forgotten, as she pushed her thigh between Genevieve's and felt her; soft silk damp with her wetness, sticky against her bare skin.
"So wet for me, baby" Danneel growled obscenely. "You want me to do something about that, huh?"
Genevieve nodded, and her back arched as Danneel dug in a little deeper, thrust her thigh up a little harder. She whimpered out a yes before hiding her face in Danni's fiery locks.
"Nuh uh, babe, I don't think so. Been teasing me all night. Just making me want you so bad. You're not gonna hide from this."
Danni pulled Gen's head up and moved forward to brush her lips across hers. She felt warm air puff across her lips as the girl sighed in pleasure and thought Fuck it as she slipped her hands down to hike up the tight red dress just a little so she'd have better reach. This damn club was so crowed that no one would even notice if she got Gen off right here on the dancefloor.
She slipped one hand down between her legs as she pushed her tongue into Genevieve's mouth, feeling her open up for her in two places at a time,both wet and warm. Genevieve groaned slightly and Danni swallowed up those gorgeous sounds as she pumped two fingers in and out of that tight pussy. such a shame she couldn't see those pretty little pussy lips spread wide for her as Genevieve spread her legs further, widening her stance so that Danneel could thust in a little sharper, a little harder than before. But she could feel her all the more for what she couldn't see; wet, so wet, pussy juice dripping down between her fingers and around her knuckles and she fucked her tongue in and out of Genevieve's mouth like as she was doing with her three fingers, pushing, pushing, opening her up and screwing into her with deep, forceful thrusts of her entire body. she could feel her getting close, tightening around her fingers and her neck, tugging extra hard on her hair and biting her ear lightly as she wispered
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Danni, fuck, yes. Harder."
And she was moving now, thrusting back onto Danneel's fingers as much as she could in her position without entirely blowing their already very flimsy cover that they were dancing instead of fucking. She moved though, and rolled, twisted and writhed on danni's fingers until finally Danni felt her spasm. Her body shaking in bursts and her pussy tightening periodically around her fingers as she squirted clear come onto Danni's fingers.
"Mmmmm." she sighed as Danni slipped out of her and brought her hand to her lips. She tasted tangy. A little sour, just a tiny bit sweet and Danni knew that one taste was never going to be enough. She felt her heart beat quiet as Genevieve's breathing slowed and as they moved back into position to actually dance she asked a question she'd never had to ask before in her life.
And its been a little while since she's swung this way; its been a while since a pair of full lips or a set of long, tan legs could make her heart race like this, but now that she'd seen her Daneel knew she would't leave without having her. She licked her lips absently, eyes trailing the girl as she walked to the bar; the sway of her tight ass enticing and mesmerizing, downright sinful. Danneel started to make her way over, pulling up on her top and straightening out her mini as she went. She knew she looked good tonight. Turns out it served her better than she'd anticipated. She'd give up the free beer for a taste of her any day.
She sideled up to the bar, standing about a foot away from the girl and tapped her nails on the counter top, hoping to get her attention, catch her eye and start conversation without apearing as desperate to touch as she was feeling. But no dice. The woman didn't even glance in her direction for a second. She moved a little closer, inched into her personal space and cleared her throat a little, not obviously, but just like she actually had something to clear out of her throat. Still nothing. She peeked over out of the corner of her eye and she was still standing there, legs crossed in front of her, leaning slightly against the bar, and nursing what looked like a sex on the beach. Because she wasn't already broadcasting sex appeal. Daneel rolled her eyes in slight disdain, half jealous of the straw between her lips anyway.
Suddenly those sharp, dark eyes were trained on her. Something like mirth swirling in their depths.
"If you're trying to hit on me, you're doing a shitty job." Her voice was sultry and melodious. Immediately captivating, but Danneel couldn't look like she was. She couldn't act like she wanted her until she had her, she knew how bitches operated.
"Yeah, well...if I'm not, it's pretty embarassing for you right now."
The girl nodded her head in agreement but said nothing else. She turned her head to look away, but that wasn't part of the plan and now that Danneel had the upper hand she wasn't planning on losing her chance.
"So what's your name?" she said, her voice dipping lower than she gave it permission to as she traced the girl's profile, the way her neck curved gracefully into her shoulder, and her pretty, pretty collar bones. How the hell was she so goddamn gorgeous? Danneel brought her gaze up as quick as she could but she saw that flicker of humour again and thought she might've been caught out. There goes her fucking upper hand.
"Genevieve. And you?" she said with the raise of one sculpted eyebrow.
"Danneel. Danni, actually." she said, caught in her gaze.
The girl licked her lips and Danneel followed the trace of that slick slip of pink until it disappeared. Her mouth was suddenly incredibly dry. She moved closer.
"Do you want to dance with me, Genevieve?" she said, angling her body so her tits were just lightly grazing the other girl's arm. She was 99% sure this girl wasn't straight, not with the bedroom eyes she'd been sending her way. And she really couldn't ignore the urge to touch her any longer.
"I would love to." she seemed to moan in response, her voice slightly husky and a little raw.
Fuck yeah Danneel thought triumphantly before giving her a sexy smirk and cocking her head towards the dance floor.
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"So wet for me, baby" Danneel growled obscenely. "You want me to do something about that, huh?"
Genevieve nodded, and her back arched as Danneel dug in a little deeper, thrust her thigh up a little harder. She whimpered out a yes before hiding her face in Danni's fiery locks.
"Nuh uh, babe, I don't think so. Been teasing me all night. Just making me want you so bad. You're not gonna hide from this."
Danni pulled Gen's head up and moved forward to brush her lips across hers. She felt warm air puff across her lips as the girl sighed in pleasure and thought Fuck it as she slipped her hands down to hike up the tight red dress just a little so she'd have better reach. This damn club was so crowed that no one would even notice if she got Gen off right here on the dancefloor.
She slipped one hand down between her legs as she pushed her tongue into Genevieve's mouth, feeling her open up for her in two places at a time,both wet and warm. Genevieve groaned slightly and Danni swallowed up those gorgeous sounds as she pumped two fingers in and out of that tight pussy. such a shame she couldn't see those pretty little pussy lips spread wide for her as Genevieve spread her legs further, widening her stance so that Danneel could thust in a little sharper, a little harder than before. But she could feel her all the more for what she couldn't see; wet, so wet, pussy juice dripping down between her fingers and around her knuckles and she fucked her tongue in and out of Genevieve's mouth like as she was doing with her three fingers, pushing, pushing, opening her up and screwing into her with deep, forceful thrusts of her entire body. she could feel her getting close, tightening around her fingers and her neck, tugging extra hard on her hair and biting her ear lightly as she wispered
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Danni, fuck, yes. Harder."
And she was moving now, thrusting back onto Danneel's fingers as much as she could in her position without entirely blowing their already very flimsy cover that they were dancing instead of fucking. She moved though, and rolled, twisted and writhed on danni's fingers until finally Danni felt her spasm. Her body shaking in bursts and her pussy tightening periodically around her fingers as she squirted clear come onto Danni's fingers.
"Mmmmm." she sighed as Danni slipped out of her and brought her hand to her lips. She tasted tangy. A little sour, just a tiny bit sweet and Danni knew that one taste was never going to be enough. She felt her heart beat quiet as Genevieve's breathing slowed and as they moved back into position to actually dance she asked a question she'd never had to ask before in her life.
"So...can I buy you a drink some time?"
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