Broken Glass
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The shattering of glass startled her immensely, causing her to jump as the champagne bottle exploded.
"Let's see who sheds a tear at your funeral." Faith warned, holding the broken bottle to Skye's throat.
Skye swallowed hard, trying not to move as Faith babbled about respect and some other crap she really wasn't interested in. Faith threw the rest of the bottle behind the bar, that too shattered. Faith's hands on either side of her body prevented her from moving or taking any retaliation against her, keeping her pinned lightly between the bar and her body.
Red against black. Good against evil. Skye against Faith.
It was actually quite funny, Faith was threatening her life with a sharp object held to her throat and the only thing she could think of was how Faith's lipstick was the perfect shade of red. Not too dark, not too light, but just perfect on her full lips.
Ever so slightly she arched her back against the bar, causing the warmth of Faith's body to press against hers in a different angle then before. She thought that Faith must have noticed it too, because she pressed against her even tighter.
Her eyes settled on Faith's lips, imagining what it would be like to kiss her.
"What are thinking about?" Faith asked her, noticing that she was deep in thought.
Skye was still in a trance, she lifted her eyes to Faith's, "I was wondering what it would be like to kiss you." She whispered before she moved forward, lightly touching her lips to Faith's. Skye discovered her lips were soft and warm, not being able to stop herself she leaned forward again, taking Faith's bottom lip between hers.
And Faith just let her.
Skye brought her hands up to cup Faith's face as she took her top lip between hers, she then pulled back to look into Faith's eyes.
"Why did you stop?" Faith asked in a whisper.
"I didn't." Skye whispered back. Her lips once again found Faith's.
She licked Faith's bottom lip and then forced her tongue into her mouth, kissing her desperately as her hands tangled in her blonde tresses. Faith body pressed tighter against hers, letting her hands wrap around Skye's curvy body. The kiss became more passionate, more heated and more sensual with every passing second.
Skye was having her first taste of poison and it was right from the widow's mouth. Funny, for poison it sure did taste awful sweet. Almost too sweet.
Maybe it was the forbidden temptation of what it would be like to kiss another woman. Something she had always subconsciously wanted to do but never ever thought she would actually go through with.
Or maybe it was the thought in the back of her mind that told her she might actually enjoy it. It wasn't like she never had the opportunity before, because she had, more times than she could count. This time it was different, there was something that drew her to Faith.
Either way, tonight was the night that fantasies became realities and she no longer had to dream about what it would be like to fulfill her hidden desires. Now she just had to decide what all of this meant to her.
Tomorrow, she would decide tomorrow. Tonight she would live out her forbidden temptation.
And to think that this whole thing started over broken glass.
The End!!
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Disclaimer: I do not own them!
The shattering of glass startled her immensely, causing her to jump as the champagne bottle exploded.
"Let's see who sheds a tear at your funeral." Faith warned, holding the broken bottle to Skye's throat.
Skye swallowed hard, trying not to move as Faith babbled about respect and some other crap she really wasn't interested in. Faith threw the rest of the bottle behind the bar, that too shattered. Faith's hands on either side of her body prevented her from moving or taking any retaliation against her, keeping her pinned lightly between the bar and her body.
Red against black. Good against evil. Skye against Faith.
It was actually quite funny, Faith was threatening her life with a sharp object held to her throat and the only thing she could think of was how Faith's lipstick was the perfect shade of red. Not too dark, not too light, but just perfect on her full lips.
Ever so slightly she arched her back against the bar, causing the warmth of Faith's body to press against hers in a different angle then before. She thought that Faith must have noticed it too, because she pressed against her even tighter.
Her eyes settled on Faith's lips, imagining what it would be like to kiss her.
"What are thinking about?" Faith asked her, noticing that she was deep in thought.
Skye was still in a trance, she lifted her eyes to Faith's, "I was wondering what it would be like to kiss you." She whispered before she moved forward, lightly touching her lips to Faith's. Skye discovered her lips were soft and warm, not being able to stop herself she leaned forward again, taking Faith's bottom lip between hers.
And Faith just let her.
Skye brought her hands up to cup Faith's face as she took her top lip between hers, she then pulled back to look into Faith's eyes.
"Why did you stop?" Faith asked in a whisper.
"I didn't." Skye whispered back. Her lips once again found Faith's.
She licked Faith's bottom lip and then forced her tongue into her mouth, kissing her desperately as her hands tangled in her blonde tresses. Faith body pressed tighter against hers, letting her hands wrap around Skye's curvy body. The kiss became more passionate, more heated and more sensual with every passing second.
Skye was having her first taste of poison and it was right from the widow's mouth. Funny, for poison it sure did taste awful sweet. Almost too sweet.
Maybe it was the forbidden temptation of what it would be like to kiss another woman. Something she had always subconsciously wanted to do but never ever thought she would actually go through with.
Or maybe it was the thought in the back of her mind that told her she might actually enjoy it. It wasn't like she never had the opportunity before, because she had, more times than she could count. This time it was different, there was something that drew her to Faith.
Either way, tonight was the night that fantasies became realities and she no longer had to dream about what it would be like to fulfill her hidden desires. Now she just had to decide what all of this meant to her.
Tomorrow, she would decide tomorrow. Tonight she would live out her forbidden temptation.
And to think that this whole thing started over broken glass.
The End!!
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