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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Merlin_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Elena/Vivian
  Character:
      Elena_(Merlin), Vivian_(Merlin)
  Additional Tags:
      Alternate_Universe_-_Modern_Setting, Alternate_Universe, Alternate
      Universe_-_High_School, Femslash, Oral_Sex, Team_Gluttony
  Series:
      Part 4 of Pornathon_2012
  Collections:
      Summer_Pornathon_2012
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-08-05 Words: 745
****** Rumpled ******
by samyazaz
Summary
     Elena wasn't one to set store by gossip or rumors. She knew the
     things people said about Vivian — generally some variation of "bitch"
     or "slut", depending on who you asked — but Elena thought she was
     perfect.
Notes
     Written for Pornathon 2012's Week Four challenge: Minor Characters
Elena wasn't one to set store by gossip or rumors. She knew the things people
said about Vivian — generally some variation of "bitch" or "slut", depending on
who you asked — but Elena thought she was perfect. Perfect body, perfect golden
hair that fell in perfect shining waves, immaculate beauty, and poise that
Elena could only dream of. She was gorgeous and popular and elegant, everything
that Elena wasn't, with her flyaway hair and complete lack of fashion sense.
When Elena agreed to tutor her in math, she figured maybe it'd be a mutually
beneficial arrangement, and she'd pick up a bit of Vivian's grace by osmosis.
She didn't quite expect her weekly tutoring sessions to turn into weekly make-
out-and-more sessions, but considering Vivian currently had her pinned in the
middle of her pink silk sheets and was insistently worming her way up under
Elena's (old, threadbare, hopelessly stained) t-shirt, Elena wasn't much
inclined to complain.
Vivian sat up, straddling Elena's hips. The weight of her made nerves and
excitement skitter through Elena's stomach. "Take that off." Vivian scowled as
though the shirt's existence were a personal affront.
Elena wriggled out of it and tossed it aside. When Vivian embraced her, fingers
tracing around her ribs to unhook her bra, Elena grabbed her and roll her onto
her back.
Vivian started to frown. Elena pushed her cute little blouse up and mouthed at
a nipple, and Vivian's frown melted away. "Oh, yes," she purred, dragging her
fingers through Elena's hair, mussing it up even worse than it usually was.
Elena nearly drew away, ashamed of its unruliness, but Vivian said, "You can
keep doing that," and she couldn't have stopped if the house were on fire.
Vivian's nipples were hard and round and pink, as perfect as the rest of her.
Elena wanted to kiss her everywhere, to lap and suck and stroke every inch of
skin until she knew how much Elena adored her.
Vivian hummed a contented note, her eyes closed and her expression blissful as
Elena kissed down her stomach, past her navel. She pushed Vivian's clingy skirt
up, bunched and wrinkled about her waist. The sight of her like that, rumpled
and disheveled when she never had a hair out of place, made Elena grin
fiercely.It was a thrill to know that she was the cause, that it was because of
her that Vivian allowed herself to be taken apart like that.
Elena nudged Vivian's knees apart until there was room for her to lie between
them. She kissed the inside of Vivian's thighs, where the skin is soft as
velvet, then up to where her panties were soaked through with the evidence of
her desire.
Vivian moaned happily when Elena lapped at her through them. Elena pulled the
thin fabric aside and dragged her tongue over Vivian's flesh until she found
her clit. Vivian's cry, high and sharp and punctuated with the scrape of her
nails over Elena's scalp, made Elena flush hot with pleasure, but it also made
her draw back reluctantly.
Vivian pulled at her hair in sharp command, so Elena slid two fingers into her
to make up for it. "Viv," she whispered. "Your father…"
Vivian huffed. "My father is so busy chasing off any potential boyfriends that
he doesn't even think to worry about girlfriends."
Elena hid her smile against Vivian's thigh. "Is that what I am?"
"Don't be coy, Elena. It doesn't suit you."
Elena crooked her fingers until she found the place that made Vivian arch off
the bed with a breathless moan. The muscles in her legs shuddered deliciously
beneath Elena's kiss.
"Elena," Vivian gasped, twisting her fingers into Elena's hair. "Don't tease."
Elena licked the skin beneath her lips, scraped her teeth over it until the
perfect porcelain had flushed pink. Vivian writhed, grunting sharp, hungry
noises. When she was trembling, shivering all over, her toes curled and hands
clenched in her sheets, dragging them into disarray, she threw her head back
onto her lacy pillow and moaned, "God, please!"
Elena stilled and raised her head, staring up the slender length of Vivian's
body at her. She'd never heard Vivian ask for anything in the entire time she'd
known her, had certainly never heard her beg. Her face was flushed, eyes wild,
her lips pink and swollen from biting at them. She'd never looked less
composed, or more beautiful.
Elena smiled, sank back between her legs, and gave her everything she wanted.
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