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[Glamorous City] relaxation techniques (girl!Ignis/girl!Eclat)
Title: relaxation techniques
Fandom: Glamorous City (original)
Length: 686 words
Prompt: Girl!Ignis/Girl!Eclat, catfight for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
chibidl
Pairing: girl!Ignis/girl!Eclat established
Other: NC-17 for sex. PWP.
Excerpt: "Why do you have to be so--" Eclat threw up her hands as words defeated her. "So Ignis? Huh?"
"Why do you have to be so--" Eclat threw up her hands as words defeated her. "So Ignis? Huh?"
"What's that supposed to mean, huh?" Ignis scowled. "I happen to think I'm great."
"That's half of the problem!" Eclat whirled around and pointed. Her gesturing was so theatrical that Ignis had to laugh, which didn't help. Eclat growled. Stalking forward, she took a fistful of Ignis's wifebeater and glared up into her girlfriend's face.
"You're too serious, Eclat," Ignis said, her expression fond. She ruffled Eclat's hair. "This isn't a big deal. You just need to chill out."
Eclat stiffened her shoulders, almost spitting in indignation, looking rather like an angry cat. "Chill out? How can I chill out?"
"Well," Ignis said matter-of-factly, fingers working at the buttons on Eclat's shirt, "I could give you an orgasm. That usually works pretty well."
Eclat glanced down at Ignis's hands, and then back at Ignis's face, disbelieving. Ignis sighed happily when she finished unbuttoning and Eclat's bra was freed from its fashionable prison.
"Who could be unhappy if they got to face those every day, huh?" Ignis said, cupping Eclat through the fabric, and Eclat exhaled swiftly, face reddening with distraction. She loosened her hold on Ignis's shirt.
"They're mine," she managed. "So there's really not any novelty. And quit trying to change the subject!"
Undaunted, Ignis's thumbs slipped under the band and slid Eclat's bra up. She didn't bother to unfasten it. As soon as a nipple came into view, she leaned down to suck. Eclat's knees went watery.
"I'm not trying to change the subject. I'm trying to calm you down. Look, you'll get the test back tomorrow. There's no reason to stress about it until then," Ignis said, lifting her head for a moment. Without waiting for an answer, she applied her tongue to Eclat's other nipple. Her traveling hand found the hooks of Eclat's bra and unfastened them.
"But what if--" Eclat said, although more out of habit than interest in the conversation.
"What if the moon was made of green cheese? We'd still figure out a way to get there," Ignis said, a cheerful non sequitur. Eclat opened her mouth to protest the nonsense of the statement, but then Ignis's hands slid down her back to cup her ass and press their hips together, and Eclat moaned instead.
Ignis smiled against Eclat's skin, and then nipped at the underside of Eclat's breast. Eclat squeaked in surprise.
She let Ignis back her against the door to her bedroom, lifting her arms so that she could slide her shirt off. She felt Ignis sucking hickeys into her neck, and though she was always a little annoyed by the way she had to get creative with scarves afterward, right now they were little bursts of pleasure, making her sigh and scratch her nails on Ignis's shoulders. Ignis parted her legs with a thigh and Eclat pressed into the touch, seeking warm friction.
"So impatient," Ignis said.
"Bed," Eclat answered firmly. She blinked in surprise when Ignis shook her head and then shot her a grin.
"Haven't you ever wanted to try wallsex?"
"Not really, no--" But her voice wavered as Ignis's fingers dipped below her waistband.
"Well, live a little," Eclat thought she heard Ignis mutter, but then Ignis's fingertips slipped around the elastic of Eclat's panties and found Eclat's clit.
The problem was, after a few minutes, that the rocking back and forth wasn't really conducive to staying upright, and slowly they slid down until Eclat was sitting on the floor, legs on Ignis's shoulders. And then Ignis's head slipped under Eclat's skirt, and Eclat almost bit her tongue when she threw her head back and hit it a little too hard on the door. Ignis paused.
"You okay?" she said, breath hot against Eclat's sensitive skin.
"Next time we're using the bed," Eclat said.
"Always complaining," Ignis said, but she returned to sucking on Eclat's clit until Eclat shuddered and came hard. Ignis kissed her thigh sweetly and then emerged, hair oddly flattened by the skirt she hadn't bothered to remove.
"Feel better?" she asked.
Eclat had to admit that she did. Ignis pumped a fist victoriously. Eclat rolled her eyes again, but this time, it was meant affectionately.
Fandom: Glamorous City (original)
Length: 686 words
Prompt: Girl!Ignis/Girl!Eclat, catfight for
chibidlPairing: girl!Ignis/girl!Eclat established
Other: NC-17 for sex. PWP.
Excerpt: "Why do you have to be so--" Eclat threw up her hands as words defeated her. "So Ignis? Huh?"
"Why do you have to be so--" Eclat threw up her hands as words defeated her. "So Ignis? Huh?"
"What's that supposed to mean, huh?" Ignis scowled. "I happen to think I'm great."
"That's half of the problem!" Eclat whirled around and pointed. Her gesturing was so theatrical that Ignis had to laugh, which didn't help. Eclat growled. Stalking forward, she took a fistful of Ignis's wifebeater and glared up into her girlfriend's face.
"You're too serious, Eclat," Ignis said, her expression fond. She ruffled Eclat's hair. "This isn't a big deal. You just need to chill out."
Eclat stiffened her shoulders, almost spitting in indignation, looking rather like an angry cat. "Chill out? How can I chill out?"
"Well," Ignis said matter-of-factly, fingers working at the buttons on Eclat's shirt, "I could give you an orgasm. That usually works pretty well."
Eclat glanced down at Ignis's hands, and then back at Ignis's face, disbelieving. Ignis sighed happily when she finished unbuttoning and Eclat's bra was freed from its fashionable prison.
"Who could be unhappy if they got to face those every day, huh?" Ignis said, cupping Eclat through the fabric, and Eclat exhaled swiftly, face reddening with distraction. She loosened her hold on Ignis's shirt.
"They're mine," she managed. "So there's really not any novelty. And quit trying to change the subject!"
Undaunted, Ignis's thumbs slipped under the band and slid Eclat's bra up. She didn't bother to unfasten it. As soon as a nipple came into view, she leaned down to suck. Eclat's knees went watery.
"I'm not trying to change the subject. I'm trying to calm you down. Look, you'll get the test back tomorrow. There's no reason to stress about it until then," Ignis said, lifting her head for a moment. Without waiting for an answer, she applied her tongue to Eclat's other nipple. Her traveling hand found the hooks of Eclat's bra and unfastened them.
"But what if--" Eclat said, although more out of habit than interest in the conversation.
"What if the moon was made of green cheese? We'd still figure out a way to get there," Ignis said, a cheerful non sequitur. Eclat opened her mouth to protest the nonsense of the statement, but then Ignis's hands slid down her back to cup her ass and press their hips together, and Eclat moaned instead.
Ignis smiled against Eclat's skin, and then nipped at the underside of Eclat's breast. Eclat squeaked in surprise.
She let Ignis back her against the door to her bedroom, lifting her arms so that she could slide her shirt off. She felt Ignis sucking hickeys into her neck, and though she was always a little annoyed by the way she had to get creative with scarves afterward, right now they were little bursts of pleasure, making her sigh and scratch her nails on Ignis's shoulders. Ignis parted her legs with a thigh and Eclat pressed into the touch, seeking warm friction.
"So impatient," Ignis said.
"Bed," Eclat answered firmly. She blinked in surprise when Ignis shook her head and then shot her a grin.
"Haven't you ever wanted to try wallsex?"
"Not really, no--" But her voice wavered as Ignis's fingers dipped below her waistband.
"Well, live a little," Eclat thought she heard Ignis mutter, but then Ignis's fingertips slipped around the elastic of Eclat's panties and found Eclat's clit.
The problem was, after a few minutes, that the rocking back and forth wasn't really conducive to staying upright, and slowly they slid down until Eclat was sitting on the floor, legs on Ignis's shoulders. And then Ignis's head slipped under Eclat's skirt, and Eclat almost bit her tongue when she threw her head back and hit it a little too hard on the door. Ignis paused.
"You okay?" she said, breath hot against Eclat's sensitive skin.
"Next time we're using the bed," Eclat said.
"Always complaining," Ignis said, but she returned to sucking on Eclat's clit until Eclat shuddered and came hard. Ignis kissed her thigh sweetly and then emerged, hair oddly flattened by the skirt she hadn't bothered to remove.
"Feel better?" she asked.
Eclat had to admit that she did. Ignis pumped a fist victoriously. Eclat rolled her eyes again, but this time, it was meant affectionately.