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Fic: Currently Untitled
Fandom: RPFS
Characters/Pairing: Many. Katy Perry/Rihanna in this chapter
Rating: Not for children (MA15)
Word Count: This many
Disclaimer: Yeah, I wish I had control over the hottest female celebrities out there. Please don't sue me. I have no money. At all.
A/N: I remember reading a superhero fic involving some of the most awesome musicians I know of, however I can't find it anymore :( So I decided to write my own! It's very AU.
All of her muscles bunch and strain as she feels her orgasm building up. Katy's tongue and fingers and lips and teeth are working magic on her, and Rihanna feels slightly jealous as she wonders who Katy became this good with until a bolt of pleasure from curling, questing fingers brings her mind back to the present. She was so close, she felt it in the pit of her stomach- the pressure was building up beyond unbearable. A flick here, a prod there and she was inches away from the edge, ready to jump off at any moment. She could feel the other energy building up, too: the one that she knew would destroy them both, eventually; but right now, being so close to flying in ecstasy, she couldn't care.
"Katy, oh god... oh god I'm-"
Rihanna's head flew back as she came so suddenly, her release breaking over her as a wave against the shore. Her eyes shot open, the pupils dilating, the blackness filling her eye sockets and spilling out across her face. Katy's movements didn't stop, rather continued more furiously; faster, harder, better. Rihanna's hands wrenched against the chains keeping her to the wall as her nails grew twisted and claw like, her control broken and another orgasm washed over her. Her heels scrambled for purchase on silken sheets; craving for control again, searching for her humanity. Soon, too soon, she felt Katy still against and inside her before the other woman's body was travelling up her own to deposit a kiss over her heart. As Rihanna's heartbeat slowed, she felt her body changing back; the darkness retreating back into that part of her where it could be locked away safely. Her eyes opened, and Katy's - her Katy's- face filled her vision. A smile, a pucker and a brush of lips were the only communication before the shackles were undone and the two curled into each other, losing themselves in the comforting presence and the world of dreams.
It had been like this since their first time. They were drunk, Rihanna not so much but just enough to lose most of her reservations regarding the quirky brunette. They'd been dating for a few months after meeting at a party hosted by a mutual friend and had gone out for birthday drinks. What resulted was the pair of them tumbling, at one thirty seven in the morning, naked onto the bed in Rihanna's apartment; their hands seeking skin, lips seeking lips, bodies seeking release. Rihanna hadn't realised the danger she had put her girlfriend into until it was too late: the death grip she had had on the other woman's arm turned into multiple open wounds at the moment of her pleasure. It had taken three weeks of apologising, two full days of explaining, a bouquet of roses and a thirty minute long hug to win Katy over again; but in Rihanna's mind, it was so, so worth it. As it turned out, Katy was pretty unique herself.
tbc...