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duckingwriting · 1 year

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Reveal

I just posted a new short little fic on AO3 - Reveal. A Daphne Blake/Velma Dinkley story.

Summery(I’m so bad at these): Daphne wakes up to Velma still working through the clues from their latest case. They talk an confessions that Daphne is not in love with Fred take place.

CW: Sex, face sitting, oral sex, getting together, little to no plot

Story bellow the cut if you don’t want to go to AO3

Daphne rolled to her back with a sigh. She glared into the too bright lamp from the hotel room desk. Rolling to her side Daphne stared at the woman sitting at the desk letting a small smile curl on her lips as she watched the shorter woman hunched over the desk. She was mumbling under her breath, the sound of a pen scratching against the paper. It was a familiar sound and a comforting sound. Daphne wanted to ask if the other woman had gone to sleep at all. She caught her lip and started chewing on it lightly while her thoughts swirled around the woman and what she would like to do to her if given the chance. She pictured the pale flesh being slowly revealed as she slowly pushed up her orange sweater. She had caught glimpses of the other woman's form after sharing so many hotel rooms together. She had no doubt that the images she saw in her mind were not too far off from reality. The other woman had a small mole on her left breast. Nipples that were a nice dusty color that she could not imagine being anywhere else.

"Did I wake you?" Velma's voice was as clipped as Daphne had ever heard it. The familiar tone a soft caress.

"I'm not sure." Daphne admitted. She was not afraid of the monster that they were hunting down, some kind of ghoul if she remembered correctly. They went after so many monsters that it was not even worth remembering what mythical creature they were after the half the time. After all they ere nothing more than just mortals no matter how bad it seemed. How magical it appeared. It was always some human in a suit with technology that they would find in their trap. Daphne was not afraid of them. After all they were always motivated by things such a greed. Motivations she could understand.

After all, it was just one of the seven deadly sins. Just like Lust. That was really what kept Daphne up. Not fear.

"Have you had any luck?" Daphne sat up, she stretched her arms over her head as her shoulders gave a small pop. She let her eyes barely slit open and watched as Velma stopped her work and turned to watch Daphne. Daphne let out a soft but audible moan to see what Velma would do. Daphne was not convinced that it was not all just in her head. The way Velma blushed when Daphne made any even semi-sexual sounds and the way her eyes lingered on her exposed stomach.

Daphne Wanted to ask, wanted to press forward and see how much of it was in her head and how much was actually there. They had been friends for so long, Daphne wondered if she was just seeing things because she wanted to, like how often the people of Crystal Cove wanted to believe that the monsters were real monsters not just some con in a suit. Some greedy human who just wanted money in the easiest way they can think of. Though really, they spent so much money on their schemes Daphne wondered how they expected to make money even if their plans went through. Maybe they were just-

Daphne sighed, she really didn't want to send herself down the line of self pity and thinking that she was no better than the goons that they busted.

"I think I've about got it." Velma spoke softly and turned away from Daphne, a bright blush burning from her cheeks down her neck. She did her best to keep her breathing even. She could not let Daphne know about her crush. The woman had always been one of the most popular through all their school days. Even now when they needed to get men to look the other way while they sneaked into wherever they were going to investigate, they sent Daphne in. Velma glanced back over to where Daphne was sitting on the edge of the bed and appeared to be examining her perfect finger nails.

"So we can tell Freddy tomorrow morning at breakfast." Daphne smiled lifting her gaze up and looking at Velma. "So we can work on the plan for the trap."

Velma flinched slightly at the mention of the blonde man. Everyone knew that Daphne had a crush on Fred. His new relationship with Shaggy would not make Daphne's feelings magically disappear. Velma thought Daphne was handling it very well. She was not sure how she would have handled walking in on Daphne playing tonsil hockey to learn that she was seeing someone.

"How...are you holding up?" Velma asked carefully. She hoped her voice was as steady as it normally was. She really wanted to tell Daphne that it didn't matter how upset she was, that it would be okay, that she would be able to move on from Fred, she just had to keep moving forward. Maybe look at someone else who's close to her. Find love from someone who has always been there for her. From her first lost tooth to her most recent heart break. Velma and Daphne had been with each other for everything. Velma sighed, wondering how she would ever get Daphne to know how much she loved her. Not that it mattered, Daphne had been in love with Fred for years. Velma knew the other woman was straight. And even if she was not, Velma was not the type of woman a woman like Daphne would fall for after all.

"What do you mean?" Daphne frowned in confusion. She let it become obvious that her attention was turning to the other woman rather than pretending that her attention was anywhere else.

"With Fred and Shaggy." Velma said carefully, doing her best to keep her own emotions out of it. She could pretend she was only happy for her friends and not that she could now never worry about Daphne and Fred becoming more and doing her best to pretend to be happy for them when she was consumed by jealousy. That would be a selfish reason to be happy about Fred and Shaggy after all.

"A bit surprising isn't it?" Daphne stood up and walked over to stand by the desk. She started playing with the papers on the corner as an excuse to be closer to the other woman. "I didn't think Shaggy ever saw anything but food."

"Yeah." Velma felt herself blushing knowing that she could lean just slightly to the left and press against Daphne. It would take so little effort to push her shirt up and start littering her perfect belly with kisses. Velma pushed the thought from her mind. "Are you okay with it though? With your feelings for Fred and all..."

Daphne reeled back in surprise. She had not thought about the crush she had once had for her blonde best friend. One fumbling night in early college and an embarrassing morning after realizing they were both more attracted to the same sex than the other had cured it easily. She did not think that Velma would even think it was still in effect. She could not stop the bubbling laugh that left her throat where she leaned up against the desk.

Velma turned her head quickly towards Daphne. She was not expecting the other woman to start laughing at the comment. She was torn between her confusion at the reason-less laughter, and the joy at knowing she was one of the only people who got to hear the genuine laughter from the red-head. She caught her lip between her teeth and waited for the other woman to stop laughing and let her know what was so amusing about her question.

"I don't...Fred's my best friend." Daphne slowly got her breathing under control after her sudden laughing fit. She started nervously playing with the hem of her shirt twisting it in her hands. "That's...that's all my feelings are for him. I...there's someone else that I have feelings for."

Velma clenched her hand tightly around the pen she held and took a steadying breath as her heart thudded a jealous beat. "Oh? I haven't heard you talk about anyone."

Daphne was silent for long enough that Velma turned to be sure she was still beside her. Daphne had leaned forward so their faces were inches from each other, her violet eyes boring into Velma's an searching for something. Daphne slowly brought her hand up to cup Velma's cheek with a gentle curl of her lips. The smile was nervous and Velma felt her own heart was rising quickly to pound in her throat as she blinked through her glasses at Daphne.

"I...I'd like to kiss you?" Daphne was slowly leaning in towards the other woman, giving her time to pull away. Velma prided herself on her intelligence, she was ashamed on how long it took for her to realize that Daphne was leaning forward to kiss her. That Daphne meant that it was Velma she had feelings for. Because why else would the redhead kiss her if she didn't like her? Velma lifted her arms up an wrapped them around Daphne's shoulders an met the kiss with her own. She threaded her fingers up into the red hair and pulled softly bringing her mouth tighter against her own.

Daphne kept one hand softly curled around over her cheek. She slid off the desk to lean further over the woman, lifting her knee to rest on the chair by her hip. Daphne softly licked at Velma's sealed lips until she opened them and allowed Daphne to start exploring her mouth. Her free hand lightly gripped the back of Velma's neck. Velma let her hand slowly slide down until they were on Daphne's hips, her fingers slowly working underneath the other woman's shirt. Velma felt a thrill go through her body as she felt Daphne's soft skin beneath her finger tips.

"Perhaps we should take this to one of the beds?" Velma whispered when Daphne pulled away for them to catch their breath. Daphne smiled and pulled away, reaching out and grabbing Velma's wrist and pulled her with. Velma stumbled to her feet, a testament to how long she had been sitting at the desk without moving as she studied the clues they had collected.

Daphne fell backwards on the bed, tightening her grip on Velma's wrist to drag the shorter woman down with her. Velma's glasses slid from her face and bounced against the bed beside Daphne.

"Daph, my glasses," Velma started with a pout. "I can't see-"

"You can always use your hands to feel for them." Daphne pulled Velma's hands up to her breasts. "Perhaps they're around here?"

Velma blushed and leaned forward to begin kissing Daphne again while slowly massaging her breasts. She could feel the other woman's niples hardening beneath the silken fabric of of her pajama shirt. Daphne moaned into Velma's mouth as the other woman started pinching at her nipple lightly. The silken fabric twisted beneath Velma's hands as she started pulling and twisting on Daphne's nipples. Velma started moving her mouth from Daphne's lips, down her neck, and to her collar bone. Velma paused then to start sucking dark bruises into the exposed flesh. She started to slide her hands down Daphne's body, then let her mouth follow over the fabric. Daphne arched up into Velma's mouth as she started sucking on her nipple through the fabric.

Velma moved to the other nipple and the air cooled the moist fabric against her stiff nipple. Unable to help herself Daphne started threading her fingers into Velma's hair and held her close. Velma paused when her fingers hit the edge of her pants. She started slowly sliding her fingers under the silken waistband. Daphne slid one hand from the tangled mess of hair and down to touch the other woman's breasts beneath the orange sweater. Daphne moved her knees to rest on either side of Velma's hips when the shorter woman's fingers started touching gently at her neatly manicured pubic hair. Velma lifted her head and leaned forward again and captured Daphne's lips with her own. She rubbed softly at the other woman's thighs while slowly pushing her pants down.

Velma caught her lip between her teeth when she looked up at Daphne. She could not see the other woman's face without her glasses so instead she strained her ears to hear the way the other woman was breathing hoping to use it to judge if this was really something she was okay with or if she was just getting tangled up in emotions. Velma caught her breath while Daphne slowly slid her glasses on her face with a soft smile. The other woman was always gorgeous and Velma knew it, but currently she was flushed brightly and staring at Velma with so much affection she could not handle it. So instead she dropped her gaze and let herself enjoy the sight of the well manicured hair covering Daphne's pussy.

Velma dropped Daphne's pants off the side of the bed, choosing not to comment on her lack of panties. Slowly Velma skimmed her hands up Daphne's legs until her thumbs could start rubbing softly at Daphne's pussy. Daphne spread her legs a bit so Velma could settle more easily between them. Velma slowly pulled Daphne's pussy open an stared down at the slick coated entrance. Velma carefully pushed her thumbs against her entrance and began massaging against the other woman, feeling the slick slide over her thumbs and start pooling in her palms. Daphne gave a soft groan and Velma leaned into to start teasing the entrance with her tongue.

"Oh!" Daphne gasped as Velma's tongue breached into her core. She could not stop herself from reaching out and tangling her fingers in the short brown hair. Velma hummed and started twisting her tongue within Daphne. Velma's nose pressed against Daphne's clit and her glasses went askew when Daphne's legs twitched as if to close around her head. Daphne's hands stumbled as she reached out and took the glasses from the other woman's face. She nearly dropped them but managed to get them to the side table before her body arched from the bed with a startled shout as Velma's teeth lightly scrapped against her clit.

Velma moaned when Daphne pulled on her head encouraging her closer. Velma could feel the slick coating her mouth and chin as she lifted her head slightly to flick her tongue against Daphne's clit. She hoped she was doing as well as she felt she was. She was not completely sure she was. After all it wasn't as if she had ever had sex before. She had never thought any one would pay her enough attention for her to even attempt to eat out another woman. Once she had discovered she really was not interested in men she assumed she would die an old lady all alone. Maybe with a few cats to keep her company among her bookshelves.

That did not seem as likely though with Daphne gripping her hair and encouraging her mouth ever closer to her cunt. Velma sucked Daphne's clit between her teeth, careful not to let her teeth bite down on the delicate flesh while she slowly sucked the other woman. She carefully slid her finger into the other woman. She took the sharp gasping as encouragement and soon had a second and third finger in Daphne. Velma was careful of her nails as she slowly worked her fingers deeper into the other woman.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Daphne panted and twisted slightly beneath Velma, attempting to get her fingers a bit deeper. To convince the other woman to suck a bit harder, twist her fingers a bit more. She tried not to pull on the other woman's hair too much and tried to soothe it when she did pull on the hair tangled around her fingers. Daphne had always imagined that Velma would be talented with her mouth, but when said tongue drove back in between Velma's fingers to press and curl against that bundle of nerves Daphne avoided until she was ready to come, Daphne had to admit that the other woman far exceeded expectations.

Velma slowly pulled away from Daphne's twitching body while the other woman lay on the bed catching her breath after her shattering orgasm. Daphne fumbled to reach out for Velma. Velma frowned in concern when she felt the other woman shaking.

"Are you alright?" Velma squinted her eyes trying to tell if she had somehow hurt the other woman. Daphne's hands guided Velma up until her legs rested on either side of Daphne's shoulders, pushing her skirt up.

"I'm fine." Daphne assured rubbing at Velma's thighs. "I'm going to show you how fine."

"What do- oh god." Velma gasped when Daphne pushed her panties aside and dove her tongue right into the soaked folds of Velma's pussy. She knew she had been getting wet fucking Daphne with her tongue but had not realized how wet until the other woman had pushed her soaked panties aside and she felt slick slide from them down her thighs. Velma pushed in embarrassment but could not pull away as Daphne held her thighs open and started to suck the fluids from Velma's cunt. Velma brought one hand up to her mouth to muffle the sounds she was making while the other dropped to tangle in Daphne's hair. She did not try to guide the other woman but did start rolling her hips and relying on the other woman for balance.

"Daph- oh dear god- Daph maybe- fuck. Daph please listen to me." Velma tried while the other woman's tongue continued twisting within her tightening core and her legs started to tremble attempting to hold her weight up. Daphne gave a small hum to acknowledge she could hear the other woman but did not stop fucking her tongue into the passage that grew tighter and tighter with each thrust of her tongue. "I don't know that I can hold myself up much longer."

Daphne looked up from where she had been staring intently at Velma's cunt to see the other woman panting and biting her lip. Daphne's lips curled and she suddenly pushed out against Velma's legs forcing the other woman to fully sit on her face while she fucked her tongue deeper into Velma's cunt.

Velma cried out in surprise as her entire body tensed up. She arched and attempted to pull away from the other woman but Daphne only held on tighter and continued fucking her through her orgasm until Velma was gasping for mercy. Daphne pulled away and carefully wiped the tears from her eyes and peppered kisses along her cheeks.

"I love you." Daphne whispered and Velma gasped.

"Jinkies." Velma struggled to catch her breath. She lightly chewed on her lip before leaning close and pressing a soft kiss to Daphne's cheek. "I love you too."

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