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[Literature] Best-Laid Plans (Charlie's Angels movies)
Title: Best-Laid Plans
Fandom: Charlie's Angels movies
Characters/Pairings: Alex Munday/Dylan Sanders
Rating: explicit
Words: 663
Prompt: when she looks at me / i float in a warm lake / feel my muscles go weak with want Pat Parker, My Lover Is a Woman
Notes: First time PWP.
"Get in the tub."
"Um." Dylan's fingers curled at her side, nails scratching denim. "Platonically get in the tub? Or..."
Alex had a way of tilting her head that spoke volumes about why you shouldn't be asking silly questions when a naked woman asks you to join her in a scented bubble bath.
There had been... moments. They'd been mounting up recently. Moments where they stood still just for a little while when their lips happened to be less than an inch from one another's--something that came up more often than you might think. Slaps on the bottom, lashes of Alex's riding crop, which-- Where did she even keep getting those?
There had been a... frisson. And, well, while they'd seen each other naked, or practically naked, countless times, this was next level.
Alex leaned back and tapped the tub impatiently.
And because Dylan couldn't exist without being a disaster, she knocked her head on a cabinet trying to get her boots off fast enough, and somehow managed to bruise herself while struggling out of her T-shirt. Alex rested her head on her arms on the side of the tub and watched her struggles with the serene bemusement of a mermaid.
"All good?" she asked as Dylan finally splashed into the bubbles, naked, breathless, and just a little owie.
"Y-yeah."
Alex surged forward, that sleek wet body brushing up against Dylan as she brought their mouths that familiar inch apart. Dylan felt a shiver all the way down to her toes, even under the warm water. And there Alex stopped, met her eyes, held the moment.
"Oh, Alex," Dylan breathed. "Fuck. Just... fuck."
Alex pursed her lips, a gleam in her eyes. "Mm-hmm." Her fingers trailed up Dylan's side, making her jump at first. She grasped the sides of the tub, her breath coming in faster. This was already the sexiest thing ever, and then Alex found her breast, cupped it, and leaned down to brush the nipple with her mouth.
And then her hand was in Dylan's hair, grasping a handful, holding her head back as that mouth quested up to her neck, teeth crazing skin, and Dylan understood the whip, filed it away for later. God, there would be a later. A wild joy broke out in a grin on her face. She sank a hand into Alex's wet hair, down her neck, and lifted her head up for a kiss.
Her lips tasted like electric shock. She stilled, a knife's edge moment, before she sank on to Dylan and they kissed and kissed, Alex's tongue soft on Dylan's, the curve of her hips under Dylan's hand, the sharp pain of her fingers digging into Dylan.
Alex was the one to break it. "Goddammit, Dylan. I was going to seduce you. I had it all planned."
"Shit, darling, you know I'm easier than that."
They broke into giggles, then kissed again, hanging on for dear life.
Alex's clever little fingers got busy again in due time. The water slopped all over the bathroom floor as Dylan rocked on them, between the sharp claiming nip of teeth and the divine touch of that hand, spreading her open and coaxing pleasure from her in waves.
"Fuck," Alex panted against her wet cheek. "We're just getting started, baby. But come for me, now. Come. I wanna see it. I wanna see you fucking come around my fingers."
It was that talk that did it. Dylan grabbed hold of Alex's wrist and fucked herself on her hand until she did. It left them both shivering in a tub that was now half-empty, the shag carpet on the floor sopping wet.
"All good?"
"Hell yeah," Dylan grinned.
"Good. Now we're going to--huh-uhh..."
"You plan too much," Dylan murmured, drawing circles on Alex's swollen clit with her thumb.
"Hh--oh--okay. But this... is the last time we do it in the tub."
They did get out of the tub and clean the floor. Eventually.
Fandom: Charlie's Angels movies
Characters/Pairings: Alex Munday/Dylan Sanders
Rating: explicit
Words: 663
Prompt: when she looks at me / i float in a warm lake / feel my muscles go weak with want Pat Parker, My Lover Is a Woman
Notes: First time PWP.
"Get in the tub."
"Um." Dylan's fingers curled at her side, nails scratching denim. "Platonically get in the tub? Or..."
Alex had a way of tilting her head that spoke volumes about why you shouldn't be asking silly questions when a naked woman asks you to join her in a scented bubble bath.
There had been... moments. They'd been mounting up recently. Moments where they stood still just for a little while when their lips happened to be less than an inch from one another's--something that came up more often than you might think. Slaps on the bottom, lashes of Alex's riding crop, which-- Where did she even keep getting those?
There had been a... frisson. And, well, while they'd seen each other naked, or practically naked, countless times, this was next level.
Alex leaned back and tapped the tub impatiently.
And because Dylan couldn't exist without being a disaster, she knocked her head on a cabinet trying to get her boots off fast enough, and somehow managed to bruise herself while struggling out of her T-shirt. Alex rested her head on her arms on the side of the tub and watched her struggles with the serene bemusement of a mermaid.
"All good?" she asked as Dylan finally splashed into the bubbles, naked, breathless, and just a little owie.
"Y-yeah."
Alex surged forward, that sleek wet body brushing up against Dylan as she brought their mouths that familiar inch apart. Dylan felt a shiver all the way down to her toes, even under the warm water. And there Alex stopped, met her eyes, held the moment.
"Oh, Alex," Dylan breathed. "Fuck. Just... fuck."
Alex pursed her lips, a gleam in her eyes. "Mm-hmm." Her fingers trailed up Dylan's side, making her jump at first. She grasped the sides of the tub, her breath coming in faster. This was already the sexiest thing ever, and then Alex found her breast, cupped it, and leaned down to brush the nipple with her mouth.
And then her hand was in Dylan's hair, grasping a handful, holding her head back as that mouth quested up to her neck, teeth crazing skin, and Dylan understood the whip, filed it away for later. God, there would be a later. A wild joy broke out in a grin on her face. She sank a hand into Alex's wet hair, down her neck, and lifted her head up for a kiss.
Her lips tasted like electric shock. She stilled, a knife's edge moment, before she sank on to Dylan and they kissed and kissed, Alex's tongue soft on Dylan's, the curve of her hips under Dylan's hand, the sharp pain of her fingers digging into Dylan.
Alex was the one to break it. "Goddammit, Dylan. I was going to seduce you. I had it all planned."
"Shit, darling, you know I'm easier than that."
They broke into giggles, then kissed again, hanging on for dear life.
Alex's clever little fingers got busy again in due time. The water slopped all over the bathroom floor as Dylan rocked on them, between the sharp claiming nip of teeth and the divine touch of that hand, spreading her open and coaxing pleasure from her in waves.
"Fuck," Alex panted against her wet cheek. "We're just getting started, baby. But come for me, now. Come. I wanna see it. I wanna see you fucking come around my fingers."
It was that talk that did it. Dylan grabbed hold of Alex's wrist and fucked herself on her hand until she did. It left them both shivering in a tub that was now half-empty, the shag carpet on the floor sopping wet.
"All good?"
"Hell yeah," Dylan grinned.
"Good. Now we're going to--huh-uhh..."
"You plan too much," Dylan murmured, drawing circles on Alex's swollen clit with her thumb.
"Hh--oh--okay. But this... is the last time we do it in the tub."
They did get out of the tub and clean the floor. Eventually.