So! Here's my new project: a series of one shots and short cute little things. Well, sometimes they'll be sexier rather than heartwarming, but I trust you'll like them. I intend to post here everything I ever thought about writing but never did since it would be too short to be a proper story. The idea is to write whatever would put a smile on your face and is short enough to read in the tube or bus. I've got no idea when I'll update this, so I guess it'll be whenever I get an idea. Also I'd love to get prompts for this, so send me an ask on tumblr, or leave it in the review box or send me a pm, whatever you like!
Thanks for the support guys! You're FANTASTIC!
Cookies and cream
Amy was sitting comfortably at her bed, watching a movie and enjoying a bowl of her favourite ice cream -cookies and cream. She was so into the movie that she didn't notice when Clara opened the bathroom door and came out wearing nothing but a towel to cover herself.
The brunette sat next to Amy and kissed her passionately when she turned to look at her. She tasted the ice cream in her mouth and licked her own lips when they separated.
"I love this flavour" She said in a low voice.
Amy offered her the bowl. "Want some?"
Clara nodded, but instead of grabbing the spoon, she dipped a finger into the ice cream and licked it, making sounds that drove Amy mad with lust.
The ginger kissed her girlfriend, digging her hands into her wet hair. She pushed her down to the bed, completely forgetting about the ice cream bowl and causing some of the content to spill over Clara's tight.
The cold feeling of the ice cream was soothing the heat on Clara's skin, but also fueling her passion.
As they broke the kiss again, Amy looked down at the ice cream on Clara's body. She then looked into her eyes and found that mischievous twinkle in them, the one that appeared when she was thinking about something naughty.
The Scottish girl suddenly had an idea. She grabbed a fistful of the towel and tossed it away, leaving a naked Clara panting beneath her. She picked up the bowl and used the spoon to spread what was left of the ice cream all over Clara's chest and stomach. Once she ran out of ice cream, she abandoned the bowl at the night table and lowered her lips to Clara's skin, licking the ice cream and making Clara moan in pleasure as her tongue moved through her skin.
Amy made sure she didn't leave anything of the ice cream on her skin, and then moved to take off her own clothes, unable to resist for much longer. When she was done, Clara moved fast and pushed her against the bed, leaning over her. She kissed her deeply, and didn't stop until she heard Amy groan into the kiss.
"You didn't leave any ice cream for me." Clara said in a low, husky voice that she knew Amy couldn't resist. Her hands went over Amy's body, her nails digging slightly into her skin. "You're a bad, bad girl, Amy." The ginger nodded slightly, the ghost of a smirk on her lips. "D'you know what I do to bad girls?" Clara was whispering in her ear, and whenever she did a pause she kissed her neck. "I teach them a lesson." Amy gigled, and Clara tightened her grip around Amy's bum-cheek. "I'm going to teach you, Amy. You'll do everything I say, won't you?"
Amy knew her line; she knew exactly what she had to say to get Clara on her wildest side.
"Yes, Miss Oswald."