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katleeptTitle: The Big Bad Wolf's Happily Ever After Ending
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Red/Snow, background David/Mary Margaret
Rating: R/M
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faerie_wish13 August 2016: Letters/Text Messages
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 1,120
Date Written: 16 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Author's Note: Sequel to In Their Dreams
PrincessBandit: So you'd lick me all over, would you?
Ruby freezes when the message flashes on her phone. She stares at the words, then slowly types six letters.
NotSoCharming: Oh yeah.
PrincessBandit: You know, you really had me going. Very original idea on the screen name, BTW.
Ruby's hope fades. She had hoped, for one second, that perhaps Mary Margaret hadn't seen through her charade after all and that somehow David had not revealed that he was not the one messaging her at breakfast. Clearly, though, her Princess and dearest friend knows well what she's been up to. Her next message takes her completely by surprise.
PrincessBandit: So how about it?
NotSoCharming: How about what?
Her fingers tremble as she sends the message. Her heartbeat pounds in her ears. Snow can't possibly be intending what she hopes she is!
PrincessBandit: How about that tongue?
It's daylight outside, and tonight won't be a full moon. Still, reading those words, Ruby suddenly feels her tail come to life. She slides behind the bar and bends behind it for cover while she subtly checks herself. She isn't wolfing out, but God, the woman's enough to make her want to!
NotSoCharming: You're married.
That doesn't really matter, Ruby thinks.
NotSoCharming: I thought you loved him?
Mary Margaret doesn't answer for several long minutes. Ruby's about to give up and go take the order of the customer who's banging his mug on the table in the diner's far corner when a new message flashes on her phone.
PrincessBandit: That doesn't mean I don't want you, Red.
Ruby stares at the words on her phone. She hears customers calling for her, her grandmother complaining loudly that good help is so hard to find, and her own heartbeat pounding a wild rhythm inside her. She sniffs the air. She can still smell Mary Margaret's perfume. She darts out from behind the counter, through the diner, and after her scent.
It doesn't take her long to track her down in the Mayor's office. She has a stack of papers on her desk, but it's her phone to which her attention keeps returning. Ruby stands in the doorway, feeling her inner predator glowing yellow in her eyes. "Snow?" she calls, daring to hope, and the moment their eyes meet, she knows.
The years fall away. Her best friend's marriage to her True Love no longer matters. They're not Ruby and Mary Margaret. They're Snow and Red, hiding together again as they embrace in the middle of the office.
There are no trees to hide behind here, but the door is locked. The shades are drawn on the windows. Snow is hers again, because she wants her. She can see it in her beautiful eyes and feels it in her kiss the second her lips touch hers. Red moans beneath the heated press of the lips for whose taste she's longed for so long, and Snow's tongue immediately plunges into her mouth.
She could drown in their kiss and die a happy woman, but this isn't what she told Snow she would do. She made her a vow, told her distinctly what she would do if she had the chance, and although she wants her everywhere on her at once, she promised her pleasure would come first. It takes every bit of her self control to break their kiss and push her mate away from her.
She shoves her against the desk. "Red?" Snow asks breathlessly.
Red almost whimpers at the way she's looking at her, but she reminds herself she made a promise and kneels before her Queen. She lowers herself before her, then gently slides her pumps from her feet. She takes her stockinged feet into her hands, her palms massaging her heels, and runs her tongue over the soft fabric wrapping around Snow's ankles.
Snow gasps and laughs at the tickling sensation. Red slides closer, moving her foot to her breasts. She pushes against her and runs her tongue higher up her leg. She laps the salty sweat from behind each knee, her fingers stroking her flesh through her stockings. She runs her tongue higher still until she's in between Snow's legs fully.
There, she licks the damp cotton of Snow's drawers and nuzzles her through the thin fabric. Snow's gasps are becoming longer and louder. Her feet kick as her legs wrap around Red's shoulders. Red nips at the underwear, and Snow releases her first scream in a long time. The sound resonates through the office along with Red's heavy, hot panting.
Her fingernails have grown long and sharp. They tear at Snow's underwear, trying to find the band that's tucked beneath her skirt. She's still nuzzling at her soft, moist crotch through her underwear until finally, in desperation urged on by Snow's screams of delight, she simply rips the underwear. As it drifts to the floor in pieces, Red buries her face, yellow eyes and sharp fangs, into Snow's center.
Snow's screams must surely by reaching the street now, but neither woman cares. Red scratches at her tender calves as Snow wraps her legs tighter around her shoulders, bringing her deeper still. She's never screamed like this, not even when they were alone in the forest and Red pleasured her then. She's never felt such an explosion as now rips through her.
When she starts coming back down, she moves her long legs and pushes Red away from her with her feet. Red looks up, still licking Snow's moistness from her lips. She's almost afraid of what she'll see, but Snow's grinning back down at her. "I forgot," she pants, "what it was like . . . to be eaten . . . by the . . . big, bad Wolf."
"There's more where that came from, Princess." Red starts to lean forward, but Snow pushes her back.
She looks at her questioningly. The love of her life flashes her a wide, teasing smile. "My turn," she says and kicks Red with just enough pressure that she lands on her back. Snow springs on top of her, and as she devours her mouth, Red knows, with joy, that nothing will ever be the same for them again in this world.
Neither of them ever meant to hurt David, but this is what they've wanted all along. This -- each other and the endless, unmatched passion that they've only ever been given by each other -- is what they've needed the whole time. They're back together now, and nothing will ever part them again. Red releases the howl that's been building within her all day as Snow slides her fingers into her, making her whole and bringing her home to her happily ever after ending at last.
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Once Upon A Time
Character/Pairing: Red/Snow, background David/Mary Margaret
Rating: R/M
Challenge/Prompt:
faerie_wish13 August 2016: Letters/Text MessagesWarning(s): None
Word Count: 1,120
Date Written: 16 August 2016
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Author's Note: Sequel to In Their Dreams
PrincessBandit: So you'd lick me all over, would you?
Ruby freezes when the message flashes on her phone. She stares at the words, then slowly types six letters.
NotSoCharming: Oh yeah.
PrincessBandit: You know, you really had me going. Very original idea on the screen name, BTW.
Ruby's hope fades. She had hoped, for one second, that perhaps Mary Margaret hadn't seen through her charade after all and that somehow David had not revealed that he was not the one messaging her at breakfast. Clearly, though, her Princess and dearest friend knows well what she's been up to. Her next message takes her completely by surprise.
PrincessBandit: So how about it?
NotSoCharming: How about what?
Her fingers tremble as she sends the message. Her heartbeat pounds in her ears. Snow can't possibly be intending what she hopes she is!
PrincessBandit: How about that tongue?
It's daylight outside, and tonight won't be a full moon. Still, reading those words, Ruby suddenly feels her tail come to life. She slides behind the bar and bends behind it for cover while she subtly checks herself. She isn't wolfing out, but God, the woman's enough to make her want to!
NotSoCharming: You're married.
That doesn't really matter, Ruby thinks.
NotSoCharming: I thought you loved him?
Mary Margaret doesn't answer for several long minutes. Ruby's about to give up and go take the order of the customer who's banging his mug on the table in the diner's far corner when a new message flashes on her phone.
PrincessBandit: That doesn't mean I don't want you, Red.
Ruby stares at the words on her phone. She hears customers calling for her, her grandmother complaining loudly that good help is so hard to find, and her own heartbeat pounding a wild rhythm inside her. She sniffs the air. She can still smell Mary Margaret's perfume. She darts out from behind the counter, through the diner, and after her scent.
It doesn't take her long to track her down in the Mayor's office. She has a stack of papers on her desk, but it's her phone to which her attention keeps returning. Ruby stands in the doorway, feeling her inner predator glowing yellow in her eyes. "Snow?" she calls, daring to hope, and the moment their eyes meet, she knows.
The years fall away. Her best friend's marriage to her True Love no longer matters. They're not Ruby and Mary Margaret. They're Snow and Red, hiding together again as they embrace in the middle of the office.
There are no trees to hide behind here, but the door is locked. The shades are drawn on the windows. Snow is hers again, because she wants her. She can see it in her beautiful eyes and feels it in her kiss the second her lips touch hers. Red moans beneath the heated press of the lips for whose taste she's longed for so long, and Snow's tongue immediately plunges into her mouth.
She could drown in their kiss and die a happy woman, but this isn't what she told Snow she would do. She made her a vow, told her distinctly what she would do if she had the chance, and although she wants her everywhere on her at once, she promised her pleasure would come first. It takes every bit of her self control to break their kiss and push her mate away from her.
She shoves her against the desk. "Red?" Snow asks breathlessly.
Red almost whimpers at the way she's looking at her, but she reminds herself she made a promise and kneels before her Queen. She lowers herself before her, then gently slides her pumps from her feet. She takes her stockinged feet into her hands, her palms massaging her heels, and runs her tongue over the soft fabric wrapping around Snow's ankles.
Snow gasps and laughs at the tickling sensation. Red slides closer, moving her foot to her breasts. She pushes against her and runs her tongue higher up her leg. She laps the salty sweat from behind each knee, her fingers stroking her flesh through her stockings. She runs her tongue higher still until she's in between Snow's legs fully.
There, she licks the damp cotton of Snow's drawers and nuzzles her through the thin fabric. Snow's gasps are becoming longer and louder. Her feet kick as her legs wrap around Red's shoulders. Red nips at the underwear, and Snow releases her first scream in a long time. The sound resonates through the office along with Red's heavy, hot panting.
Her fingernails have grown long and sharp. They tear at Snow's underwear, trying to find the band that's tucked beneath her skirt. She's still nuzzling at her soft, moist crotch through her underwear until finally, in desperation urged on by Snow's screams of delight, she simply rips the underwear. As it drifts to the floor in pieces, Red buries her face, yellow eyes and sharp fangs, into Snow's center.
Snow's screams must surely by reaching the street now, but neither woman cares. Red scratches at her tender calves as Snow wraps her legs tighter around her shoulders, bringing her deeper still. She's never screamed like this, not even when they were alone in the forest and Red pleasured her then. She's never felt such an explosion as now rips through her.
When she starts coming back down, she moves her long legs and pushes Red away from her with her feet. Red looks up, still licking Snow's moistness from her lips. She's almost afraid of what she'll see, but Snow's grinning back down at her. "I forgot," she pants, "what it was like . . . to be eaten . . . by the . . . big, bad Wolf."
"There's more where that came from, Princess." Red starts to lean forward, but Snow pushes her back.
She looks at her questioningly. The love of her life flashes her a wide, teasing smile. "My turn," she says and kicks Red with just enough pressure that she lands on her back. Snow springs on top of her, and as she devours her mouth, Red knows, with joy, that nothing will ever be the same for them again in this world.
Neither of them ever meant to hurt David, but this is what they've wanted all along. This -- each other and the endless, unmatched passion that they've only ever been given by each other -- is what they've needed the whole time. They're back together now, and nothing will ever part them again. Red releases the howl that's been building within her all day as Snow slides her fingers into her, making her whole and bringing her home to her happily ever after ending at last.
The End
