Original: Making Love (Dree and El) PG
Title: Making Love [ INDEX]
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Dree and El
Rating: high-PG
Summary: For the first time in a while, the girls have nothing getting in their way.
Warning: shortly after Libido *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: making love 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. ♥
"Okay, whatever is in the air of this place," Dree said between heavy breaths, "I like it." She smiled, feeling El's fingers trailing lightly across her stomach, and lifted her head from the mattress. "Thank goodness for Mister Mickey," she added, then dropped her head again.
El was lying across Dree's lower torso, facing the blonde. One arm was propped against the mattress, El's temple resting against her hand; while the other hand was tracing lazy circles around Dree's belly button.
"I couldn't agree more," El sighed. "It's too bad we can't bottle it up and take it back home."
Dree let out a throaty chuckle and reached for El's hand. "Tickles," she mumbled, pulling El's fingers away from her stomach. "And just what we need. Magic air getting to Garrett's other brain."
El smirked as the mental image worked its way into her head, and she forced the image into Dree's mind. "Oh, hey now!" Dree yelled, raising a knee slightly and reaching to swat at her wife. "I don't need to see that!"
"You've seen it before," El reminded her as the brunette shifted and climbed on top of the blonde. "And you didn't shy away," she added in a sultry whisper, smirking as she leaned down to press kisses to Dree's bare skin.
Dree smiled as she watched El take her time to pay attention to her. "Never would. Just don't need to have you thinking about him while you're on top of me!" Dree replied as she reached to pinch El's sides.
El shrieked and laughed as she pinned Dree to the mattress. "Listen here, woman," she warned, raising an eyebrow at Dree.
"That's my line," Dree reminded her. "Woman." El made a face and straddled Dree, then started running her hands along Dree's chest.
"So it is... but, right now," El said, cocking her head to one side, "I'm the boss." As she spoke, El continued to trace random patterns along Dree's chest and sides, watching for any reaction she could get from the blonde.
Dree had to bite her lip at one point, because El knew just where her most sensitive spots were. And, as Dree had effectively ravaged her, it was now El's turn to repay the compliment. "You just hush, General," El warned, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to Dree's bare skin.
Dree's head rolled back slightly and the smile on her face made El smile. "There's my girl," she said quietly, continuing the slow movements of her fingers against Dree's skin. "I've missed that look." They'd had some moments of passion in the last few years, but they had been falling fewer and fewer in between, and neither woman liked that.
"Elly," Dree gasped as her leg jerked slightly. Pulling her knee up, Dree tried to twist herself closer to El, but El had the leverage, and reached for Dree's hands again, pinning them back to the mattress.
"Hands stay put, Woman," El ordered. Rolling slightly to one side, El's hands drifted closer to Dree's hips and she kept her gaze between her task and the blonde's face. As Dree's whole body jerked a moment later, El smiled and let her hand move lower.
"We have to make this last," El whispered, "because we may not get another chance before we get home." She didn't add that getting home might mean another loss of her wife's sex drive. At this point, she didn't even want to think about it.
She just wanted to enjoy the moment.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Dree and El
Rating: high-PG
Summary: For the first time in a while, the girls have nothing getting in their way.
Warning: shortly after Libido *Written for Round Three of love_bingo. Prompt: making love 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. ♥
"Okay, whatever is in the air of this place," Dree said between heavy breaths, "I like it." She smiled, feeling El's fingers trailing lightly across her stomach, and lifted her head from the mattress. "Thank goodness for Mister Mickey," she added, then dropped her head again.
El was lying across Dree's lower torso, facing the blonde. One arm was propped against the mattress, El's temple resting against her hand; while the other hand was tracing lazy circles around Dree's belly button.
"I couldn't agree more," El sighed. "It's too bad we can't bottle it up and take it back home."
Dree let out a throaty chuckle and reached for El's hand. "Tickles," she mumbled, pulling El's fingers away from her stomach. "And just what we need. Magic air getting to Garrett's other brain."
El smirked as the mental image worked its way into her head, and she forced the image into Dree's mind. "Oh, hey now!" Dree yelled, raising a knee slightly and reaching to swat at her wife. "I don't need to see that!"
"You've seen it before," El reminded her as the brunette shifted and climbed on top of the blonde. "And you didn't shy away," she added in a sultry whisper, smirking as she leaned down to press kisses to Dree's bare skin.
Dree smiled as she watched El take her time to pay attention to her. "Never would. Just don't need to have you thinking about him while you're on top of me!" Dree replied as she reached to pinch El's sides.
El shrieked and laughed as she pinned Dree to the mattress. "Listen here, woman," she warned, raising an eyebrow at Dree.
"That's my line," Dree reminded her. "Woman." El made a face and straddled Dree, then started running her hands along Dree's chest.
"So it is... but, right now," El said, cocking her head to one side, "I'm the boss." As she spoke, El continued to trace random patterns along Dree's chest and sides, watching for any reaction she could get from the blonde.
Dree had to bite her lip at one point, because El knew just where her most sensitive spots were. And, as Dree had effectively ravaged her, it was now El's turn to repay the compliment. "You just hush, General," El warned, leaning down to press a lingering kiss to Dree's bare skin.
Dree's head rolled back slightly and the smile on her face made El smile. "There's my girl," she said quietly, continuing the slow movements of her fingers against Dree's skin. "I've missed that look." They'd had some moments of passion in the last few years, but they had been falling fewer and fewer in between, and neither woman liked that.
"Elly," Dree gasped as her leg jerked slightly. Pulling her knee up, Dree tried to twist herself closer to El, but El had the leverage, and reached for Dree's hands again, pinning them back to the mattress.
"Hands stay put, Woman," El ordered. Rolling slightly to one side, El's hands drifted closer to Dree's hips and she kept her gaze between her task and the blonde's face. As Dree's whole body jerked a moment later, El smiled and let her hand move lower.
"We have to make this last," El whispered, "because we may not get another chance before we get home." She didn't add that getting home might mean another loss of her wife's sex drive. At this point, she didn't even want to think about it.
She just wanted to enjoy the moment.