Original: Quickie (El and Dree) PG
Title: Quickie [ INDEX]
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: El and Dree (mention of Charlie)
Rating: PG-13 (aka Erin!porn)
Summary: When the mood hits Dree, it's a miracle. And El knows to take advantage of it, every time.
Warning: *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: quickie Original titles are wholly unoriginal.
Disclaimer: The original characters of The Wizard of Oz belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters of Tin Man belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine and bizarra's. And, now gatechic's, by default. Garrett Cain belongs to gatechic and is, as always, used and abused with love. ♥
ARE YOU ALONE? Dree typed then sent the message to her wife's PADD. When the reply came back, Dree smiled and moved toward the door. Half a second later, she went from the kitchen on Laethriel to El's office on the Council station in orbit.
It was handy knowing people in 'high' places.
"You have anywhere to be? Or anyone coming to you?" Dree asked as she moved over to the main door. El's eyes automatically shifted to the skirt Dree was wearing, more specifically to her bare legs. Her head tilted slightly, and El bit her lip to fight the growing smile.
She loved those legs.
"Not for another twenty minutes. What's up?" El asked as Dree keyed the code to lock El's door. She watched in confusion as Dree moved back to the door she'd come through and closed it, before turning back to El.
"Good," Dree nodded then moved to her wife. In another second, Dree had El's face in her hands and she leaned down to kiss the brunette with all the passion she could muster. El started to object, but was soon lost in the kiss.
Dree reached blindly for El's hands and stepped back, leaning as she moved so that kiss wasn't broken. It took some maneuvering to get El to stand, but once both women were upright, Dree pulled El closer and kissed harder.
"D-" El managed, pulling away enough to try and get a word in. Her own hands found Dree's shoulders and she pushed the blonde back just enough to look in her eyes. It took just a second to see that spark, which El hadn't seen in a long time, and she smiled.
She grabbed Dree's hips and spun her around, then walked her back toward the wall, where a low, shallow cabinet ran the length of the wall. With a smile, El nudged Dree to sit - after moving the vase and flowers aside, of course - and she pressed against Dree as Dree leaned against the wall.
El's hands rested on Dree's knees, and slowly worked their way up her thighs. Dree was working at the closures of El's uniform, which she was wearing only because today was a lot of official meetings. Once Dree managed to get El's jacket off, getting the rest of her clothes off was easy.
After all, she'd had years of practice.
El pulled one hand from Dree's legs and reached up to Dree's chest, while her other hand pushed the skirt closer to Dree's hip. "Damnit," she mumbled, finally having to pull away from Dree, so that she could pull the blonde's tank top over her head. Just as soon as that was clear, Dree shifted her weight so that her skirt would be easier to move out of the way, and she reached up to help El out of her own undershirt. El made quick work of undoing her pants, though she didn't remove them.
At this point, she was so glad to have the fire lit under her wife that she was more interested in Dree's pleasure than her own. She had all night, once the kids were in bed.
Looking at Dree, El smiled and traced her wife's bra with a fingertip. When she reached the bra strap, El pulled it off Dree's shoulder slowly, uncovering more skin every second. She could tell that Dree was between feedings, and smiled. Too much milk for little Charlie would be painful; and had he just fed, it would also be painful. As Dree pulled El's hand to her chest, El smiled.
Clearly, Dree had timed this visit with purpose.
Dree's other hand moved to her thigh, and she nudged El's hand higher. "Please, Elly," she breathed, giving her wife a pleading glance. El smiled and moved as close as she could to Dree, letting her thumbs massage Dree's most sensitive spots.
~*~
When Dree's whole body jerked, a bit later, El smiled. "Welcome back, Goldie," El mumbled as she kissed Dree's neck.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: El and Dree (mention of Charlie)
Rating: PG-13 (aka Erin!porn)
Summary: When the mood hits Dree, it's a miracle. And El knows to take advantage of it, every time.
Warning: *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: quickie Original titles are wholly unoriginal.
Disclaimer: The original characters of The Wizard of Oz belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters of Tin Man belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The OCs are mine and bizarra's. And, now gatechic's, by default. Garrett Cain belongs to gatechic and is, as always, used and abused with love. ♥
ARE YOU ALONE? Dree typed then sent the message to her wife's PADD. When the reply came back, Dree smiled and moved toward the door. Half a second later, she went from the kitchen on Laethriel to El's office on the Council station in orbit.
It was handy knowing people in 'high' places.
"You have anywhere to be? Or anyone coming to you?" Dree asked as she moved over to the main door. El's eyes automatically shifted to the skirt Dree was wearing, more specifically to her bare legs. Her head tilted slightly, and El bit her lip to fight the growing smile.
She loved those legs.
"Not for another twenty minutes. What's up?" El asked as Dree keyed the code to lock El's door. She watched in confusion as Dree moved back to the door she'd come through and closed it, before turning back to El.
"Good," Dree nodded then moved to her wife. In another second, Dree had El's face in her hands and she leaned down to kiss the brunette with all the passion she could muster. El started to object, but was soon lost in the kiss.
Dree reached blindly for El's hands and stepped back, leaning as she moved so that kiss wasn't broken. It took some maneuvering to get El to stand, but once both women were upright, Dree pulled El closer and kissed harder.
"D-" El managed, pulling away enough to try and get a word in. Her own hands found Dree's shoulders and she pushed the blonde back just enough to look in her eyes. It took just a second to see that spark, which El hadn't seen in a long time, and she smiled.
She grabbed Dree's hips and spun her around, then walked her back toward the wall, where a low, shallow cabinet ran the length of the wall. With a smile, El nudged Dree to sit - after moving the vase and flowers aside, of course - and she pressed against Dree as Dree leaned against the wall.
El's hands rested on Dree's knees, and slowly worked their way up her thighs. Dree was working at the closures of El's uniform, which she was wearing only because today was a lot of official meetings. Once Dree managed to get El's jacket off, getting the rest of her clothes off was easy.
After all, she'd had years of practice.
El pulled one hand from Dree's legs and reached up to Dree's chest, while her other hand pushed the skirt closer to Dree's hip. "Damnit," she mumbled, finally having to pull away from Dree, so that she could pull the blonde's tank top over her head. Just as soon as that was clear, Dree shifted her weight so that her skirt would be easier to move out of the way, and she reached up to help El out of her own undershirt. El made quick work of undoing her pants, though she didn't remove them.
At this point, she was so glad to have the fire lit under her wife that she was more interested in Dree's pleasure than her own. She had all night, once the kids were in bed.
Looking at Dree, El smiled and traced her wife's bra with a fingertip. When she reached the bra strap, El pulled it off Dree's shoulder slowly, uncovering more skin every second. She could tell that Dree was between feedings, and smiled. Too much milk for little Charlie would be painful; and had he just fed, it would also be painful. As Dree pulled El's hand to her chest, El smiled.
Clearly, Dree had timed this visit with purpose.
Dree's other hand moved to her thigh, and she nudged El's hand higher. "Please, Elly," she breathed, giving her wife a pleading glance. El smiled and moved as close as she could to Dree, letting her thumbs massage Dree's most sensitive spots.
~*~
When Dree's whole body jerked, a bit later, El smiled. "Welcome back, Goldie," El mumbled as she kissed Dree's neck.