Kinks - Voyeurism
Title: Prettiest Show
Prompt: Kinks Challenge - Voyeurism
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma/Ruby
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 250
Notes: Exhibitionism, masturbation, voyeurism
“Thinking about dessert?” Ruby asks. The diner’s long closed, but Emma’s been nursing her coffee for an hour now, and she has no plans to leave yet.
She smiles up at Ruby, elbows on the table and chin propped on her fists. Lets her gaze drag down Ruby’s body, nice and slow. “Depends. What’s on offer?”
Ruby’s grin is playful, her eyes hooded. She steps up on the opposite seat of the booth, crawls onto the table. Kneels right in front of Emma, who sits back and crosses her arms, enjoying the show.
“I’m sure I can think of something that will tempt you,” Ruby promises, fingers taking their time as they unbutton her white shirt, revealing the red of her bra. Emma can see the flushed pink of her nipples through the lace, peaked against the cups.
“I’m sure you will,” Emma agrees, licking her lips. Eyes narrowing as Ruby moves on to the fly of her shorts, dragging the zipper down. Slipping her hand inside, eyelashes fluttering as she touches herself.
Emma exhales softly, throbbing beneath her jeans.
“Show me more,” she says, and Ruby laughs, sliding her hand back out so she can shimmy down her shorts until they bunch around her thighs. She’s not wearing panties, and her cunt is already slick with how much she likes Emma’s eyes on her.
She pushes inside with two fingers, fucking herself deep, head rolling back as she groans.
Emma wants to touch her, but sometimes watching is better.
Prompt: Kinks Challenge - Voyeurism
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Pairing: Emma/Ruby
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 250
Notes: Exhibitionism, masturbation, voyeurism
“Thinking about dessert?” Ruby asks. The diner’s long closed, but Emma’s been nursing her coffee for an hour now, and she has no plans to leave yet.
She smiles up at Ruby, elbows on the table and chin propped on her fists. Lets her gaze drag down Ruby’s body, nice and slow. “Depends. What’s on offer?”
Ruby’s grin is playful, her eyes hooded. She steps up on the opposite seat of the booth, crawls onto the table. Kneels right in front of Emma, who sits back and crosses her arms, enjoying the show.
“I’m sure I can think of something that will tempt you,” Ruby promises, fingers taking their time as they unbutton her white shirt, revealing the red of her bra. Emma can see the flushed pink of her nipples through the lace, peaked against the cups.
“I’m sure you will,” Emma agrees, licking her lips. Eyes narrowing as Ruby moves on to the fly of her shorts, dragging the zipper down. Slipping her hand inside, eyelashes fluttering as she touches herself.
Emma exhales softly, throbbing beneath her jeans.
“Show me more,” she says, and Ruby laughs, sliding her hand back out so she can shimmy down her shorts until they bunch around her thighs. She’s not wearing panties, and her cunt is already slick with how much she likes Emma’s eyes on her.
She pushes inside with two fingers, fucking herself deep, head rolling back as she groans.
Emma wants to touch her, but sometimes watching is better.