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"All Work and No Play" f!db/Ingun Black-Briar 3/?

[(Anonymous)]

She didn’t answer, but Ari spanked her playfully to spur her into motion. The two women rearranged themselves, sleepy and clumsy with arousal. Ari propped herself up on her elbows and opened her legs, making room for Ingun. She fit with Ari as perfectly as possible. Ari moaned, slowly rolling her hips, grinding in time with Ingun. They slid together easily, lips over lips, occasionally bumping one or the other’s clit but not enough to be bothersome. Ingun rode her hard, her breasts bouncing with every stroke, the soft padding on her hips, thighs, and belly jiggling. Ari’s hands found her hips and pushed her back and forth, quickening their pace and forcing more pressure.

Neither of them spoke, only exchanging hot breath and wet kisses; Ari sucked on Ingun’s lip, canting her hips to lend more pressure to her cunt. The slide of their lips together sent a thrill through her. She reclined into the pillows, biting her lip as she watched a pink flush creep down Ingun’s neck, blossoming across her chest.

When Ari’s arms began to complain, tingling with the first ghost of numbness, she fell back onto the pillows and watched Ingun use her, cried out when she sped up, holding Ari’s leg closely, tightly. She watched Ingun orgasm, felt her push her cunt as close to Ari as she could get, watched her eyes shut tight and her mouth drop into a silent cry. The soft glow of the guttering candle diffused around her, not like a halo but like her dark hair was drinking it up, stealing its light.

When she’d finished, Ingun was hunched over, hiding her face behind her curtain of hair.

She moved away from Ari, making a face at the mess she was leaving behind. Ari tutted; she found Ingun’s aversion prudish.

“What about you?” she murmured, falling asleep in the crook of Ari’s arm.

“What about me?” Ari asked.

“You didn’t...get off…”

Ari chuckled. “I don’t need to. That was fun. Go to sleep.”

“Mhmm.” Ingun nodded off quickly, tired from her days’ work and from exertion.

Ari enjoyed the last fizzle of arousal as the spark went out, feeling light and floaty, like she’d had one too many glasses of wine. She slept fitfully, though, as she always did when spending the night with Ingun. Every now and again she’d have a nightmare about Maven walking in and finding them like this — not in the middle of sex, thank the gods, but worse, finding them naked and cuddled closely, asleep, unaware. She didn’t need Maven to have that kind of blackmail on her, and she did worry that it would come back to bite Ingun, one way or the other. Anything that Maven didn’t sign off on herself, anything that wasn’t the result of someone bending under the pressure of her thumb probably wasn’t sanctioned.

Early in the morning, Ari woke up properly, and turned to gaze at her friend. Ingun never looked this peaceful in wakefulness, and something sad stirred in the pit of Ari’s stomach. Gently, she brushed her knuckles along Ingun’s jaw. It was soft and wide, and tapered into a delicate chin; her nose was longer and straighter than Ari’s. Ari liked her nose now, but Ingun had the nose Ari had always wanted as a child.

Ingun smiled in her sleep, and Ari wondered if she could feel she was being admired.

In the dim, gray light, she looked a bit like Maven, before family and business sense had stolen the life out of her. Ari hoped that wouldn’t happen to Ingun. She deserved to be happy. And while traditionally, it wasn’t usually the youngest who inherited the family business, Ingun was certainly the only one of her siblings with any sense or reason in her.

"All Work and No Play" f!db/Ingun Black-Briar 4/4 + Tags

[(Anonymous)]

Slow and silent, Ari disentangled herself from Ingun and slid out of her comfortable bed. She moved carefully, keeping near the furniture so that the floor wouldn’t creak. She stepped into her leggings and did up her shirts, finally wrapping herself up in a coat. She would have liked to leave Ingun a sweet note, but didn’t want to leave evidence of their meeting. She knew Ingun would understand.

Ari let herself out the back door, the frosted grass crunching underfoot. Rather than open the rusted gate, she hopped up onto one of the refuse barrels and easily vaulted the stone wall. She was halfway across town, on her way to breakfast at the Bee and Barb when she crossed paths with Maven. They did not say anything to one another, did not acknowledge one another, did not even look at one another. But as the matriarch swooped by, her autumn cloak flapping behind her, Ari still felt a pang of fear in her gut. She would always wonder if Maven somehow knew.

Once she had some warm food in her belly, however, she mostly forgot about it, and was already planning her next visit with Ingun.





Well, this should have been done in time for February but oh well! Feedback is more than welcome, including concrit because I'm but a man trying to write femslash.
Tags: series:ari, relationship:femslash, kink:scissoring, kink:cunnilingus, kink:tribadism, char:f!db, char:ingun