Aeryn/Chiana in 92 words
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arevhatNot even a microfic and a shifting POV but I wanted to write something today.
Chiana presses her lips to Aeryn’s, the other woman’s hips sharp against her palms. Her lips are cool, dry, and Chiana moistens them with quick little strokes of her tongue.
“Chiana,” Aeryn says. She turns her head but makes no move to leave, closes her eyes as Chiana’s tongue traces the line of her jaw to her throat. The Nebari’s breath is warm against her skin, her lips fastening on her pulse.
Aeryn feels her own name murmured against the curve of her neck, heavy with want, and pulls Chiana to her.
Chiana presses her lips to Aeryn’s, the other woman’s hips sharp against her palms. Her lips are cool, dry, and Chiana moistens them with quick little strokes of her tongue.
“Chiana,” Aeryn says. She turns her head but makes no move to leave, closes her eyes as Chiana’s tongue traces the line of her jaw to her throat. The Nebari’s breath is warm against her skin, her lips fastening on her pulse.
Aeryn feels her own name murmured against the curve of her neck, heavy with want, and pulls Chiana to her.
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Date: 2012-05-22 08:06 am (UTC)