[FANFICTION] Good Vibrations (1/1)
Title: Good Vibrations
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Almost sex and almost masturbation.
Summary: For kink meme. Desiree could hardly wait for the ride back and what her husband was going to her when the time, well, came.
Author's Notes: I had to use a Beach Boys' song title. D: I own nothing and I hope anon enjoys!
Words: 706
Good Vibrations
By LilyChan
Desiree wasn’t sure what brought this on. From the moment she woke up that morning, she wanted to have a release. She was about to resort to using self-pleasure but her husband popped up (seemingly from nowhere, she swore!) at almost every inopportune moment. She wanted to give him the hint to have a quick one before the day started but almost immediately, the auburn man started to talk.
“Um, Dessie?”
She turned to him. “Yes, Ronnie?”
“I don’t know if this is appropriate to say but I suppose it is since it’s pretty important… I-I don’t know…” he trailed off like he usually did, speaking nonsense. She smiled. Whenever he did that, most people would be rather annoyed with him - but not Desiree.
“Yes?” she asked once more. The man stuttered as he tried to find the words but when he did he acted as though he figured out a hard puzzle.
Desiree truly adored this man. She felt her heart warm up at the sight, along with a certain area as well. She crossed her legs since it was no secret of hers that whenever he acted that way - it was a complete turn on.
“I-I mean…” he pouted as he titled his head. “I-I think it’s time we need some new clothes. D-don’t you think? I mean, of course you do! You love shopping don’t you…” Then he raised his fists and started to whine. “I didn’t mean it that way, Dessie! You know I love you! I know you love me for me! Y-You proved that during the case… w-where that guy tried to frame me for my ex-boss’s murder…”
The brunette placed a hand conveniently over herself where it sent the familiar tingles. She just couldn’t wait she could finally reach all the way and -
“DESSIE! L-LET’S GO SHOPPING! I-I NEED MORE MATERIAL FOR MY IMPROVED C-COSTUME FOR MASQUE DEMASQUE!”
Damn. Foiled again. Regardless, she nodded. She thought it was pretty neat that her timid, nervous husband was a famous criminal and it was true she loved him no matter what.
“Sure,” she responded finally. “Let’s get going!”
It didn’t take long for the two get ready. When Desiree tossed her leg over the vehicle, the surprisingly cool metal was almost too sensational. She let out a small moan.
She glanced to Ron who was busy trying to fit his hair into his helmet. Perhaps he didn’t hear her? She hoped he didn’t.
As they traveled to the fabric store, the road they took was unusually bumpy.
Desiree didn’t complain, though despite her best efforts, she was sure she didn’t moan. The vibrations from her motorcycle were simply almost too much! Though when she had stopped, she almost audibly growled at anything and anyone within the vicinity of her eye sight. She wanted to come, but everything decided to be against her today! This wasn’t fair…
Soon they had reached the little fabric store and she entered with Ron. It was quiet save for soft jazz music coming from the ceiling but all Desiree could hear was her fast-paced heart beats. She desperately wanted to come but so many things interrupted her.
It didn’t help that Ron would almost touched a breast, almost a nipple, from time to time. It was like he knew and she wanted to pay him back. She teased him back by reaching near his crotch from time to time and rubbed herself against something when she tried to reach for something. She even stretched her legs out and gave him a seductive glance to send him. Granted, Ron wasn’t the brightest of them all, but she knew exactly which signs to give him whenever she was in the mood.
Though saying she was in the mood would be a complete understatement.
He seemed to be getting the hint as he blushed and seemed more nervous then usual. She smiled, knowing she had done her job of making her husband hot and bothered.
Once they had bought everything they had come there for, the couple left, hand in hand. Ron avoided eye contact with his wife.
Desiree could hardly wait for the ride back and what her husband was going to her when the time, well, came.
Author:
baka_tenshi
Rating: R
Warnings: Almost sex and almost masturbation.
Summary: For kink meme. Desiree could hardly wait for the ride back and what her husband was going to her when the time, well, came.
Author's Notes: I had to use a Beach Boys' song title. D: I own nothing and I hope anon enjoys!
Words: 706
Good Vibrations
By LilyChan
Desiree wasn’t sure what brought this on. From the moment she woke up that morning, she wanted to have a release. She was about to resort to using self-pleasure but her husband popped up (seemingly from nowhere, she swore!) at almost every inopportune moment. She wanted to give him the hint to have a quick one before the day started but almost immediately, the auburn man started to talk.
“Um, Dessie?”
She turned to him. “Yes, Ronnie?”
“I don’t know if this is appropriate to say but I suppose it is since it’s pretty important… I-I don’t know…” he trailed off like he usually did, speaking nonsense. She smiled. Whenever he did that, most people would be rather annoyed with him - but not Desiree.
“Yes?” she asked once more. The man stuttered as he tried to find the words but when he did he acted as though he figured out a hard puzzle.
Desiree truly adored this man. She felt her heart warm up at the sight, along with a certain area as well. She crossed her legs since it was no secret of hers that whenever he acted that way - it was a complete turn on.
“I-I mean…” he pouted as he titled his head. “I-I think it’s time we need some new clothes. D-don’t you think? I mean, of course you do! You love shopping don’t you…” Then he raised his fists and started to whine. “I didn’t mean it that way, Dessie! You know I love you! I know you love me for me! Y-You proved that during the case… w-where that guy tried to frame me for my ex-boss’s murder…”
The brunette placed a hand conveniently over herself where it sent the familiar tingles. She just couldn’t wait she could finally reach all the way and -
“DESSIE! L-LET’S GO SHOPPING! I-I NEED MORE MATERIAL FOR MY IMPROVED C-COSTUME FOR MASQUE DEMASQUE!”
Damn. Foiled again. Regardless, she nodded. She thought it was pretty neat that her timid, nervous husband was a famous criminal and it was true she loved him no matter what.
“Sure,” she responded finally. “Let’s get going!”
It didn’t take long for the two get ready. When Desiree tossed her leg over the vehicle, the surprisingly cool metal was almost too sensational. She let out a small moan.
She glanced to Ron who was busy trying to fit his hair into his helmet. Perhaps he didn’t hear her? She hoped he didn’t.
As they traveled to the fabric store, the road they took was unusually bumpy.
Desiree didn’t complain, though despite her best efforts, she was sure she didn’t moan. The vibrations from her motorcycle were simply almost too much! Though when she had stopped, she almost audibly growled at anything and anyone within the vicinity of her eye sight. She wanted to come, but everything decided to be against her today! This wasn’t fair…
Soon they had reached the little fabric store and she entered with Ron. It was quiet save for soft jazz music coming from the ceiling but all Desiree could hear was her fast-paced heart beats. She desperately wanted to come but so many things interrupted her.
It didn’t help that Ron would almost touched a breast, almost a nipple, from time to time. It was like he knew and she wanted to pay him back. She teased him back by reaching near his crotch from time to time and rubbed herself against something when she tried to reach for something. She even stretched her legs out and gave him a seductive glance to send him. Granted, Ron wasn’t the brightest of them all, but she knew exactly which signs to give him whenever she was in the mood.
Though saying she was in the mood would be a complete understatement.
He seemed to be getting the hint as he blushed and seemed more nervous then usual. She smiled, knowing she had done her job of making her husband hot and bothered.
Once they had bought everything they had come there for, the couple left, hand in hand. Ron avoided eye contact with his wife.
Desiree could hardly wait for the ride back and what her husband was going to her when the time, well, came.