So, hm, these two don't leave my mind for the last days (you probably noticed it if you follow my reblog account). I've watched Fionna and Cake two times this week and I already want to do it again.
They're lowkey hard to draw (especially when I'm trying to mix my art style with the AT one), but I surely want to do it more.
Of course I made silly furry versions for them as well, it's my thing!
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POV #1: James Hetfield watches you doing a private dance for him
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!1991 James
Plot: It supposed to be just one of the nights you've spent with him, but James had another plans..
P.S. I'm so nervous to post it so show some love if you'll like it. Also English isn't my first language but I'm trying my best to avoid mistakes! <3
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He told you about having "something special" tonight and you didn't have a clue what could this man possibly want you to do. James followed you to the room with a mysterious grin on his face, rating your body from behind. That thin red dress looked good on you, but he knew for sure that you're looking much better without it. He was in a good mood after a great night in bar with his friends. You spent your evening sitting on James' lap and slowly teasing him, knowing that you're both won't fall asleep without a good sex before it.
He opened the door, letting you into the darkness of his room. Cold air contrasted with your red cheeks, making you shiver. James closed the door and you bit your lip in excitement of what he's gonna do to you tonight. You knew that James loved experiments that made you both feel good and you was filled with butterflies every time he said about "going different".
James took your hand, leading you to the bedroom, not saying a word. You was used to his silence mostly, so staying quiet was the best option right now. He kissed you shortly and sat on the bed, watching you, checking your every curve from the bottom to the top. "Dance for me", he said shortly, stopping his eyes on yours. You could tell he was passionate about it. James watched a lot of women stripping for him, but now his interest was focused on you, and that was the only time you was sorry about it.
"Dance?", you asked with a confusion, not sure what exactly he wanted. "Dance", he nodded, slowly getting unpatient. "Take off that pretty dress for me, show me how sexy you are", he grinned, wiping his hands on his lap. "Start", he said, almost burning you with his eyes. But how? You was a bad dancer! You may show him some basic dance moves, but how would you do it without music?
James seemed to understood your confusion and quickly turned on some slow melody on the casette player that was in the number, watching you with interest. You knew how high James' standarts were, so it was hard to disappoint him. Well, at least you should give it a try. But before you even made a move, James appeared behind you, being pretty annoying by your pause.
"C'mon!", he said, taking your hands and sliding them onto your body. You was surprised. James rarely helped you with something as small as this, but here he was, helping you to get the vibe. While you slowly repeated moves he showed, James' hands slided to your hips, slightly moving them. He saw a lot of dances, and he was surprisingly good at it. Maybe you should ask him to strip for you as well? "You know you're hot baby.. now show me how much", he murmured, leaving a short kiss on your neck and came back on the bed, watching you.
With a little help from James, you slowly started getting into it. You felt the music, slowly following its rhythm. You started your dance with your hips moves, accompanied by your hands touching your body. James' eyes were chained to your moves as he relaxed on bed. He cherished your attempts..his baby girl will do everything.
You closed your eyes and sighed, as your moves slowly got hotter, and now you danced more for yourself, than for James. Your fingers circled your nipples, making you bite your lower lip, caressed your soft skin as it was the softest velvet in the world. You felt yourself sexier than ever.. dress began to feel to uncomfortable to be in. You slowly pulled off the thin straps of your dress down, hearing James' sigh. You supposed that he didn't mean to make it that loud, but that meant only one thing - he liked what he saw.
With a soft touch you unzipped your dress, letting it fall down to your legs. "Holy shit..", James whispered, completely forgot that you were topless. You could tell even with closed eyes that he was already hard... his breath was heavy, and his eyes were dark, exposing his desire. You cupped your boobs and turned your back to James, showing him some more curves of your ass. Immediately, you've heard a sound of unclapsing belt and grinned. He liked it..
Suddenly music stopped and the room was filled with silence. You opened your eyes, slightly feeling exposed and looked at James, who already pulled you in the bed. "I want you, right fucking now..", he mumbled, attacking your lips with a needy kiss. You were proud of yourself, feeling how hard your boyfriend was just from a little dance, and it made you even more excited about how he'd thank you for that..
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Summary: A story of five times Vel didn't leave Cinta alone, and one time Cinta returned the favor.
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WAKE UP IT'S VELCINTA SAPPHIC SEPTEMBER!!!
Starting my month-long journey here with the day 2 prompt: beginning
This was originally meant to be another long one-shot, a companion piece of sorts to the one I did for Velcinta Week, but I realized I could spread it out over the whole event if I broke it up. If you did read that previous story, just know that this is not actually attached to that in any way, I just wanted to do the same format again. (and if you haven't read it...go read it, it's my favorite)
Big thanks to the @dailyvelcinta mods for putting this all together!!
Part 2 will be out on the 7th.
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