Kind of a continuation of Break Out from Sugar Crush. It's the end of the chapter really, and then the next one starts after this.
"Now, I think we both know what we want," Vanellope smiled seductively as she pulled her singlet top off. Beneath she was wearing a lacy black bra and little else. With the better light of Sugar Rush, Ralph could fully appreciate the beauty of his girlfriend. Her skin was so white, very much like the vanilla frosting that she smelled like, and her long black hair draped over her skin made a beautiful contrast.
"You're so beautiful," Ralph complimented her, stepping closer to her and hooking his large thumbs beneath the waistband of her tracksuit pants. Her skin flushed at the contact and she trembled slightly as her desire became almost overpowering. She wanted him, even moreso now that she knew just how much fun sex was.
"You're not bad-looking yourself," she grinned, sliding her hands beneath his shirt and enjoying the feeling of his warm skin under her hands. As he crouched down slightly to pull off her pants, she took her chance and managed to steal a kiss before stepping out of her pants. The sun was warm on her bare skin, but Ralph's skin was warmer. Working quickly, wanting to be in skin-to-skin contact with the large man, Vanellope pulled off his overalls easily before removing his shirt. And then she rubbed her hands over his vast chest, marvelling at the warm expanse of skin with the powerful muscles beneath. He was hot, he was huge (in more ways than one), and he was hers. She trailed kisses down his chest and stomach, hesitating at his boxer shorts before gazing up at him and chewing her bottom lip. He gave a smile of encouragement so she continued downwards after pulling down his boxer shorts. Now he was fully naked and she was still in her underwear.
"I would undress you but I don't think I'd be able to manage that without wrecking something," Ralph apologised. Vanellope only smiled before removing first her bra and then her panties. And then she jumped on him, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. She was glad now for her years spent climbing the candy cane trees, which had allowed her to build up considerable clinging muscles. Ralph was amazed at the power hidden beneath her porcelain skin, and again by her very stamina.
Their moaning and panting filled the air, as well as the sound of skin on skin. Vanellope's moans rose in pitch until her breathing became ragged and she tightened her legs around Ralph's waist. She moaned his name and shuddered for several moments as the orgasm coursed through her. She looked different without her glitch, and Ralph could see her expression of blissful pleasure. It brought him over the edge and soon they were both panting, exhausted but happy.
"I love you, Ralph," Vanellope whispered, trailing her fingers down over his arm. The touch left what felt like trails of fire in its wake.
"I know. I love you too," Ralph replied, rubbing her back. She smiled, resting her head on his shoulder for a moment, and then climbed off him and wrapped her arms around him in a hug. It would be better to just have this one time today so she could at least lead him out of the maze, and then they could be together again next time he came over if he could manage to get past Sour Bill and the guards who would undoubtedly be watching every entrance and exit from her bedroom. But it was so worth it. The scents of vanilla, stronger now after their act, and mint enveloped them in the sweetness of the game. As they walked back to the castle, hand-in-hand, Vanellope felt a certain kind of warmth suffuse her, a warmth that had nothing to do with the sunlight or the energy still pumping through her veins. Not even the disapproving scowl of Sour Bill or the guards escorting Ralph out of the game could ruin the president's good mood.
