July 6th, 2009
|06:44 pm - It's Repetition, These First Kisses (Leslie/Ann) MA|
Title: It's Repetition, These First Kisses
Summary: Written for femslash_today's fireworks09 Porn Battle. Prompt: Laugh.
Word Count: 386
Disclaimer: I don't own Parks and Recreation or the characters, no copyright infringement is intended
It reminds her of their first kiss, Leslie's lips on her now, Ann decides, remembers stumbling out of a club together, mediocre alt. rock coupled with fantastic beer. Remembers how Leslie had laughed inexplicably into Ann's shoulder at the notion they would be taking a taxi since Andy needed the car and the band wouldn't be finishing their set for another fifteen minutes before tripping, steadying herself against the club's wall, and kissing Ann, hesitant at first. Ann had leaned her forehead against hers, laughed but more exhaled into Leslie's lips, and threaded her fingers through blonde hair.
It's all pretty much the same now, only at different angles, and when Ann laughs it's because of soft hair tickling her inner thighs as compared to Leslie's drunken stumbles. The arm Leslie has wrapped under and over Ann's leg, fingertips clutching and pulling at her kneecap, loosens when her other arm stops working, fingers slowing inside Ann. She smiles when Leslie looks up, face uncertain, and asks, "What, am I doing this wrong?"
"No, no," Ann assures, threads her fingers through Leslie's hair, "I was just remembering something funny."
"Well great, thanks a lot. That makes me feel good," Leslie says, and Ann would believe her indignation if it wasn't followed immediately by Leslie's palm curling, fingers working deeper. Ann watches her head dip, can only see the part of her hair and fluttering eyelashes, and lets her own head tip to the right, buries her face into the pillow. It's then that she remembers more of their first kiss, how Leslie's tongue had tasted salty from the bar pretzels, how the wall had been rough against her palms when she'd pressed them on either side of Leslie's shoulders, how, when they'd parted, Leslie had giggled light and airy, like she couldn't help it.
She laughs now, Leslie, slowing her motions once again, and Ann's stomach drops at the loss of friction. "Leslie, just..." and her voice is needy all of a sudden, remembering the salt on her tongue.
"I just thought of something kind of hilarious too," is her explanation, and for a split second Ann wonders if they're thinking of the same thing before the cool breath of Leslie's laugh hits her just right and God, she jerks so sharply that it's not even funny.
|Date:||July 7th, 2009 05:19 am (UTC)|| |
Amazing.Every word of this is scorching hot; the porn is fluid and immediate and vivid, and the tactility of all the little seemingly mundane details makes the whole thing just so palpably sensual, gnuh. I also love how you've maintained the light easy fun that's part and parcel of Leslie/Ann, sex and affection and laughter. I was all fluttery, reading this. :)
Thanks for such a lovely review! This was my first attempt at anything over PG-13 so I'm glad you found it somewhat steamy :)
This is lovely and hot and so charming and so them. I really loved their ease with each other, and the laughter (laughter during sex is always awesome!), and that last line is pretty much perfect.
Thanks! Glad you enjoyed :)
That was really hot and very tastefully done