7 Femme Slash Drabbles
Title: In Search of Adventure
Author: Kat Lee
Fandoms: Disney/Beauty and the Beast/The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Character/Pairing: implied Esmerelda/Belle
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 DrabbleTag7: Disney: Belle/Esmeralda - adventure - requested by dustbunny105
Warning(s): AU
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.
A hush falls over the tavern as she pushes open the thick, wooden door. She looks at the people she's known all her life. Not a single one of them has ever understood her.
"Maybe she's come to her senses," one of them whispers.
"Maybe she's here to find a suitor."
"More likely here to get somebody to help pull her old man out of one of his inventions."
Gaston puffs up his chest, making his chest hairs jump. Three blondes sigh in unison. Gaston flashes her a wide, toothy grin. He thinks she's come for him.
She ignores him, and the rest of them, as she steps into the tavern. They're all wrong. They could never guess what she's here for or, rather, who. It takes a moment for her brown eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but then she spies her, sitting at the counter by an empty stool and an untouched mug. Belle smiles, lets the door shut behind her, and walks to the Gypsy's side.
"You came." Esmerelda smiles. Belle's heart skips a beat. She's never seen anything as beautiful as the other woman's smile.
"Poppa will be fine by himself for a while," she says determinedly. Surely he can handle things for a week or two without her? Lately, he's been so busy with his inventions that he barely notices she's there. He won't miss her.
They share a drink, then set out together to find the adventure for which Belle's been searching her entire life.
The End
Title: The Day
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Ghostbusters
Character/Pairing: Abby/Holtzmann, past Abby/Erin
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag7: Ghostbusters (2016): Abby/Holtzmann - lab partners - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Holtzmann watches the tall, reserved woman walk carefully through their laboratory. She knew with one glance who she was; she's been trying to still her rapidly beating heart ever since. She's known this moment would come. From the first time she met Abby, she's known there was another who would come into their world eventually. Nobody could let a prize like Abby slip through their fingers without one day regretting it.
That day, Holtzmann knows even if the other woman doesn't yet, has come. She'd like to throw everything she has at her. She'd like to knock her scrawny butt slam across the city. She'd like to dump the contents of all their beakers onto her and light the bitch on fire. She's held Abby while she's cried because of her. She's had to wait patiently to break through all the barriers she built around her heart because of this one person.
And now the bitch is back. As much as she'd like to, Holtzmann knows she can't be childish about this. She has to greet her as a fellow scientist, not as Abby's new lover. She has to welcome her into their world. But the time will come. The time will come when she breaks Abby's heart again or betrays her. The time will come when she can tell her proudly they're so much more than lab partners and escort her permanently out of Abby's life. Holtzmann looks forward to that day even as she shakes the bitch's hand.
The End
Title: No More
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy, mentioned Lucas/Dorothy
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - clandestine - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"I can't do this any more," she says softly, but she still sits at the table. She still lifts a bite to her lips and pauses before taking it in to smell its delicious fragrance. She still looks into her eyes from across the table, and her fingers still curl, missing the feel of her hand in hers.
"What?" Blanche teases with a wide, flirtatious grin before taking a bite of her own slice. "Yoah figure can't handle these clandestine meetings around cheesecake in th' middle o' th' night?"
No, Dorothy wants to say, my heart can't, but she'll never tell Blanche that. She sips her milk, trying to calm her nerves. It's not the cheesecake that's doing this to her. It's the woman across the table and what these meetings often lead to. It's the secret kisses behind closed doors, the touch of skin from which Dorothy now withdraws as she feels Blanche's toes rubbing against her ankle, the loving that never lasts long enough.
"I'm getting married in two days," she reminds her and sees the light in her beautiful eyes fall. It's Blanche's own fault, she thinks in defense. She's the one who gave her the way out of this situation in which she can never win for long. She's the one who will never put her above a man with a strong enough grip to still raise his flag to Blanche's port. She's the one who broke her heart and gave her her uncle to mend it.
The End
Title: Change of Plans
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy, mentioned Lucas/Dorothy
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag 7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - jealousy - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"You think Ah'm jealous of you?" Blanche whispers in shock.
"Well, aren't you? I'm the one who's getting the inheritance you thought was yours. Don't think I didn't hear you moaning yesterday to Ma and Rose! I heard every word you said!"
"You may have, and maybe I did say those things, but . . . But . . . "
"But what, Blanche? Admit it! You're jealous of me!"
Blanche stomps her foot and, in a flare of Southern fury, releases what she's been holding back all week. "Damn it, Dorothy! I'm not jealous o' you! I'm jealous o' him! He's th' one who makes you happy now! He's th' one gettin' t' put a ring on yoah finger!" Tears sparkle in her eyes. "That's supposed t' be me!"
Blanche twirls and starts to walk away, but Dorothy grasps her arm and pulls her back to face her again. "Why didn't you ever say so?" If she'd just told her! If she'd just once put her above herself or a man! If she'd just --
Suddenly, Dorothy realizes she's kissing her. She doesn't know the exact moment she started kissing her. She doesn't know when her resolve melted. But she hears startled gasps behind her and the sound of fallen flowers.
She looks back. She sees her fiance looking crushed and her mother grinning. "I wondered how long you were going to let him screw you!"
"Ma -- " But she can't protest because Blanche's mouth is suddenly covering hers again. She can't protest at all, because she no longer feels anything but joy.
The End
Title: Hot, Miami Winter
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: Drabble Tag 7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - sharing a bed - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
It happens in the middle of the night in the dead of Winter. Dorothy wakes in need. She grew accustomed long ago to the press of bodies against hers, but they've never affected her this way before. She looks down at her chest and sees the reason this time is so different. Blanche Deveraux has never touched her like this before! Her hand is around her breast, her palm stroking her hardened nipple through the thick flannel of her warmest nightgown!
As Dorothy stares at the hand touching her, the movement suddenly stops. She wants to cry out in protest but quickly bites her top lip to silence herself. Blanche moans softly behind her; Dorothy realizes she must be dreaming. She has to be dreaming. Blanche would never touch her like that otherwise!
She shuts her eyes and tries to sleep, but her body is tight and hot with need. The bodies pressing against hers and the warmth of her gown and electric blanket are suddenly all far too much. She moves to leave the bed. Rose and Ma groan in protest. Blanche still doesn't say a word. Dorothy murmurs apologies and slips to the bathroom.
Once alone, she sheds her gown, steps into the shower, and finally shivers as the icy spray of cold water hits her. She's not there a minute when she suddenly feels a hand covering her breast again. She turns to find Blanche standing behind her equally as naked and needful. Winter's never been hotter.
The End
Title: What She Really Wants
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Red/Snow
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 #508: Teeth
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 382 together - 166 for Drabble 1 and 216 for Drabble 2
Date Written: 19 August 2016
Summary: The wolf comes out.
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Author's Note: *facepalm* I really did mean to do better!! I totally forgot I hadn't posted this one until I found it today!! I don't expect to get "credit" for this one, but I did still want to share it. <3
She expects her to scream when she bites her. It's why she doesn't do it the first several times they're together and why she fights so hard to rein in her instincts and deepest, most feral desires every time she's around her best friend. She doesn't want to frighten her away. It's bad enough she thinks she's in love with that Prince. If she bites her, she'll surely lose her forever.
But when her teeth finally graze the creamy skin of her calf one full moon night, Snow doesn't yelp or yell. She doesn't scream. Instead she releases a funny, little gasp that makes the wolf's ears quiver before crying out for more. Red's lost in their blazing passion and the wolf's instincts, and when she hears that word, she doesn't think. She just moves, sinking her fangs into her mate's tender flesh and biting her again and again as Snow screams not in terror or in fear but in the hottest passion she's ever known.
When morning comes, she finds herself still nestled between Snow White's legs, her tongue still hanging out of her mouth. She quickly closes her mouth, but her eyes widen as she sees the marks she's left. "S-Snow," she starts, and she's trembling all over as tears begin to flood her eyes.
"What's wrong, Red?" Snow asks, sitting up and moving one long leg carefully over her girlfriend's head.
She takes her in her arms as Red begins to sob and shake. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Snow brushes her tears away and cups her face in her hands. "For what?" she queries as soft as her namesake.
"For . . . For . . . " She waves a hand at Snow's still bleeding legs. She's marked her up one side and down the other with her hungry, predator teeth.
"You're apologizing for the best night of my life?"
"Wh-What?" Red asks breathlessly.
Snow beams at her. "The. Best. Night. Of. My. Life," she repeats. She pulls her down next to her in the cool, green grass kissed by morning dew. "Come eat me again," she whispers.
Red blinks, realizing that her words are not only true but a plea for more. Then she shifts and quickly gives them both what they've wanted for oh so long.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandoms: Disney/Beauty and the Beast/The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Character/Pairing: implied Esmerelda/Belle
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 DrabbleTag7: Disney: Belle/Esmeralda - adventure - requested by dustbunny105
Warning(s): AU
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to Disney, not the author, and are used without permission.
A hush falls over the tavern as she pushes open the thick, wooden door. She looks at the people she's known all her life. Not a single one of them has ever understood her.
"Maybe she's come to her senses," one of them whispers.
"Maybe she's here to find a suitor."
"More likely here to get somebody to help pull her old man out of one of his inventions."
Gaston puffs up his chest, making his chest hairs jump. Three blondes sigh in unison. Gaston flashes her a wide, toothy grin. He thinks she's come for him.
She ignores him, and the rest of them, as she steps into the tavern. They're all wrong. They could never guess what she's here for or, rather, who. It takes a moment for her brown eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but then she spies her, sitting at the counter by an empty stool and an untouched mug. Belle smiles, lets the door shut behind her, and walks to the Gypsy's side.
"You came." Esmerelda smiles. Belle's heart skips a beat. She's never seen anything as beautiful as the other woman's smile.
"Poppa will be fine by himself for a while," she says determinedly. Surely he can handle things for a week or two without her? Lately, he's been so busy with his inventions that he barely notices she's there. He won't miss her.
They share a drink, then set out together to find the adventure for which Belle's been searching her entire life.
The End
Title: The Day
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Ghostbusters
Character/Pairing: Abby/Holtzmann, past Abby/Erin
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag7: Ghostbusters (2016): Abby/Holtzmann - lab partners - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Holtzmann watches the tall, reserved woman walk carefully through their laboratory. She knew with one glance who she was; she's been trying to still her rapidly beating heart ever since. She's known this moment would come. From the first time she met Abby, she's known there was another who would come into their world eventually. Nobody could let a prize like Abby slip through their fingers without one day regretting it.
That day, Holtzmann knows even if the other woman doesn't yet, has come. She'd like to throw everything she has at her. She'd like to knock her scrawny butt slam across the city. She'd like to dump the contents of all their beakers onto her and light the bitch on fire. She's held Abby while she's cried because of her. She's had to wait patiently to break through all the barriers she built around her heart because of this one person.
And now the bitch is back. As much as she'd like to, Holtzmann knows she can't be childish about this. She has to greet her as a fellow scientist, not as Abby's new lover. She has to welcome her into their world. But the time will come. The time will come when she breaks Abby's heart again or betrays her. The time will come when she can tell her proudly they're so much more than lab partners and escort her permanently out of Abby's life. Holtzmann looks forward to that day even as she shakes the bitch's hand.
The End
Title: No More
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy, mentioned Lucas/Dorothy
Rating: PG-13/T
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - clandestine - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"I can't do this any more," she says softly, but she still sits at the table. She still lifts a bite to her lips and pauses before taking it in to smell its delicious fragrance. She still looks into her eyes from across the table, and her fingers still curl, missing the feel of her hand in hers.
"What?" Blanche teases with a wide, flirtatious grin before taking a bite of her own slice. "Yoah figure can't handle these clandestine meetings around cheesecake in th' middle o' th' night?"
No, Dorothy wants to say, my heart can't, but she'll never tell Blanche that. She sips her milk, trying to calm her nerves. It's not the cheesecake that's doing this to her. It's the woman across the table and what these meetings often lead to. It's the secret kisses behind closed doors, the touch of skin from which Dorothy now withdraws as she feels Blanche's toes rubbing against her ankle, the loving that never lasts long enough.
"I'm getting married in two days," she reminds her and sees the light in her beautiful eyes fall. It's Blanche's own fault, she thinks in defense. She's the one who gave her the way out of this situation in which she can never win for long. She's the one who will never put her above a man with a strong enough grip to still raise his flag to Blanche's port. She's the one who broke her heart and gave her her uncle to mend it.
The End
Title: Change of Plans
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy, mentioned Lucas/Dorothy
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: DrabbleTag 7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - jealousy - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"You think Ah'm jealous of you?" Blanche whispers in shock.
"Well, aren't you? I'm the one who's getting the inheritance you thought was yours. Don't think I didn't hear you moaning yesterday to Ma and Rose! I heard every word you said!"
"You may have, and maybe I did say those things, but . . . But . . . "
"But what, Blanche? Admit it! You're jealous of me!"
Blanche stomps her foot and, in a flare of Southern fury, releases what she's been holding back all week. "Damn it, Dorothy! I'm not jealous o' you! I'm jealous o' him! He's th' one who makes you happy now! He's th' one gettin' t' put a ring on yoah finger!" Tears sparkle in her eyes. "That's supposed t' be me!"
Blanche twirls and starts to walk away, but Dorothy grasps her arm and pulls her back to face her again. "Why didn't you ever say so?" If she'd just told her! If she'd just once put her above herself or a man! If she'd just --
Suddenly, Dorothy realizes she's kissing her. She doesn't know the exact moment she started kissing her. She doesn't know when her resolve melted. But she hears startled gasps behind her and the sound of fallen flowers.
She looks back. She sees her fiance looking crushed and her mother grinning. "I wondered how long you were going to let him screw you!"
"Ma -- " But she can't protest because Blanche's mouth is suddenly covering hers again. She can't protest at all, because she no longer feels anything but joy.
The End
Title: Hot, Miami Winter
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100: Drabble Tag 7: Golden Girls: Blanche/Dorothy - sharing a bed - requested by madampresident
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 23 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
It happens in the middle of the night in the dead of Winter. Dorothy wakes in need. She grew accustomed long ago to the press of bodies against hers, but they've never affected her this way before. She looks down at her chest and sees the reason this time is so different. Blanche Deveraux has never touched her like this before! Her hand is around her breast, her palm stroking her hardened nipple through the thick flannel of her warmest nightgown!
As Dorothy stares at the hand touching her, the movement suddenly stops. She wants to cry out in protest but quickly bites her top lip to silence herself. Blanche moans softly behind her; Dorothy realizes she must be dreaming. She has to be dreaming. Blanche would never touch her like that otherwise!
She shuts her eyes and tries to sleep, but her body is tight and hot with need. The bodies pressing against hers and the warmth of her gown and electric blanket are suddenly all far too much. She moves to leave the bed. Rose and Ma groan in protest. Blanche still doesn't say a word. Dorothy murmurs apologies and slips to the bathroom.
Once alone, she sheds her gown, steps into the shower, and finally shivers as the icy spray of cold water hits her. She's not there a minute when she suddenly feels a hand covering her breast again. She turns to find Blanche standing behind her equally as naked and needful. Winter's never been hotter.
The End
Title: What She Really Wants
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Red/Snow
Rating: Soft R/M
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 #508: Teeth
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 382 together - 166 for Drabble 1 and 216 for Drabble 2
Date Written: 19 August 2016
Summary: The wolf comes out.
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Author's Note: *facepalm* I really did mean to do better!! I totally forgot I hadn't posted this one until I found it today!! I don't expect to get "credit" for this one, but I did still want to share it. <3
She expects her to scream when she bites her. It's why she doesn't do it the first several times they're together and why she fights so hard to rein in her instincts and deepest, most feral desires every time she's around her best friend. She doesn't want to frighten her away. It's bad enough she thinks she's in love with that Prince. If she bites her, she'll surely lose her forever.
But when her teeth finally graze the creamy skin of her calf one full moon night, Snow doesn't yelp or yell. She doesn't scream. Instead she releases a funny, little gasp that makes the wolf's ears quiver before crying out for more. Red's lost in their blazing passion and the wolf's instincts, and when she hears that word, she doesn't think. She just moves, sinking her fangs into her mate's tender flesh and biting her again and again as Snow screams not in terror or in fear but in the hottest passion she's ever known.
When morning comes, she finds herself still nestled between Snow White's legs, her tongue still hanging out of her mouth. She quickly closes her mouth, but her eyes widen as she sees the marks she's left. "S-Snow," she starts, and she's trembling all over as tears begin to flood her eyes.
"What's wrong, Red?" Snow asks, sitting up and moving one long leg carefully over her girlfriend's head.
She takes her in her arms as Red begins to sob and shake. "I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"
Snow brushes her tears away and cups her face in her hands. "For what?" she queries as soft as her namesake.
"For . . . For . . . " She waves a hand at Snow's still bleeding legs. She's marked her up one side and down the other with her hungry, predator teeth.
"You're apologizing for the best night of my life?"
"Wh-What?" Red asks breathlessly.
Snow beams at her. "The. Best. Night. Of. My. Life," she repeats. She pulls her down next to her in the cool, green grass kissed by morning dew. "Come eat me again," she whispers.
Red blinks, realizing that her words are not only true but a plea for more. Then she shifts and quickly gives them both what they've wanted for oh so long.
The End