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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage, No_Archive_Warnings_Apply
  Category:
      F/F
  Fandom:
      Homestuck
  Relationship:
      Rose_Lalonde/Roxy_Lalonde
  Character:
      Rose_Lalonde, Roxy_Lalonde, Mom_Lalonde
  Additional Tags:
      Sibling_Incest, Alternate_Universe_-_Twins, Alternate_Universe_-_No_Sburb
      Session, Established_Relationship, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-11 Words: 1119
****** When Mom's Away The Girls Will Play ******
by popgothika
Summary
     Rose kisses like she’s got something to prove. She digs the nails of
     her left hand into Roxy’s shoulder; just shy of hard enough to break
     skin, definitely enough to bruise though, and that’s going to be hard
     to explain later to their mom, but for now it doesn’t matter. Her
     right hand comes up to fist in Roxy’s hair, tugging sharply and
     earning a gasp from the girl, nipping Roxy’s bottom lip almost too
     hard. As it is, Roxy just moans softly and pulls Rose farther into
     her lap, long legs wrapping tight around her sister’s waist, hips
     searching for friction. As she slides her lips across Roxy’s freckled
     cheek and down to her fluttering pulse point, planting kisses and
     light nips to the thin skin, the younger girl whimpers, the pale
     column of her throat working as she swallows. Rose is careful not to
     mark where it will show even though she wants nothing more than to
     leave scratches and bruises across Roxy’s skin for the entire world
     to see like a neon sign saying “ROSE LALONDE WAS HERE!”
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Rose kisses like she’s got something to prove. She digs the nails of her left
hand into Roxy’s shoulder; just shy of hard enough to break skin, definitely
enough to bruise though, and that’s going to be hard to explain later to their
mom, but for now it doesn’t matter. Her right hand comes up to fist in Roxy’s
hair, tugging sharply and earning a gasp from the girl, nipping Roxy’s bottom
lip almost too hard. As it is, Roxy just moans softly and pulls Rose farther
into her lap, long legs wrapping tight around her sister’s waist, hips
searching for friction. As she slides her lips across Roxy’s freckled cheek and
down to her fluttering pulse point, planting kisses and light nips to the thin
skin, the younger girl whimpers, the pale column of her throat working as she
swallows. Rose is careful not to mark where it will show even though she wants
nothing more than to leave scratches and bruises across Roxy’s skin for the
entire world to see like a neon sign saying “ROSE LALONDE WAS HERE!”
Since that’s not an option she settles for lapping up the sweat forming in the
hollow of Roxy’s collarbone. Sliding the hand that had been clutching Roxy’s
shoulder down her sister’s chest and over the swell of her breast, Rose thumbs
her nipple, smiling to herself when Roxy’s back arches and her short nails
scrabble over the younger twin’s back, leaving red lines in their wake.
Slipping her hand down further, pausing to stroke the sharp line of one hipbone
before sliding two fingers into the tight, wet heat she finds there. The almost
shout she receives dissolves into a keen as she scissors her fingers, never
giving the younger a chance to adjust, just how she knows her sister likes it.
How they both like it.
Licking the moan out of Roxy’s mouth almost greedily, Rose lets go of Roxy’s
hair in order to lean back on the bed, pulling her sister on top, warm skin
sliding softly against warm skin, never breaking the connection of their mouths
or stopping the thrust and twist of fingers or the fast, hard roll of hips.
Roxy pulls away from Rose, gasping as her back arches like a bow. She finally,
finally, moans Rose’s name when the younger girl rolls them over so Roxy’s back
is on the bed, trapped under the press of her sister’s naked body against hers,
breasts smashed together as Rose begins to rub slow, teasing circles against
Roxy’s clit.
Rose pulled away, needing to see the reactions the other girl was giving in
response to the stimulation. She wasn’t disappointed. Roxy’s eyes were
fluttering, pupils blown dark and wide, her cheeks flushed and lips bitten red,
hair a tangled mess on the pillow, thighs alternating between spread wide and
pliant or tensely trembling with need, and her hands were twisted in the sheet
like she might fly apart if she doesn’t hold on to something. She was gorgeous
like this.
Rose gave her one last quick peck on the lips before slipping her fingers out
of Roxy. That earned the younger twin a whine from the older at the loss of
friction and earned the younger a breathless laugh and a gentle slap to the
side of her ass from the younger when she bucked her hips forward in an attempt
to get Rose back.
 
“Shh, gimme a sec, I’m not going anywhere. Just wanna taste you.” Rose
whispered as she pulled her sister’s trembling thighs apart and leaned in. She
heard Roxy inhale sharply as she pressed her tongue into the wet heat of her
sister, licking tentatively at Roxy's clit. Getting bolder, Rose slid her
fingers back inside of Roxy, adding another and relishing the fluttering
contractions around the digits and the breathy moans that signaled she was
getting close.
Farther up the bed, Roxy had moved from gripping the sheets to gripping one
hand in her sister’s hair and tweaking her nipple with the other as she hooked
her leg over Rose’s back and arched into her mouth, body rolling in time to the
motion of Rose’s tongue. “Rose, Rose, c’mon, hurry up, please, c’mon, c’mon,
c’mon…” Roxy’s begging, mostly an even mix of “please”, “c’mon”, and Rose’s own
name got progressively more jumbled as her words dissolved into senseless moans
and gasps whenever Rose hit a particularly sensitive spot.
Suddenly, Roxy’s hand tightened to the point of pain in Rose’s hair, hips
jerking erratically as she contracted around Rose’s fingers, coming hard enough
her vision went dark at the edges. Rose continued to lap at Roxy until she came
down, twitching faintly from oversensitivity and swatting at Rose’s head
weakly.
“Back up, ‘m all sensitive.” Roxy giggled at Rose’s pout when she looked up
from the end of the bed with dark eyes. Her lips and chin were wet and shiny in
the light of the bedside lamp. Roxy’s stomach clenched hotly at the sight.
“C’mere.”
Rose obeyed, crawling forward on her hands and knees over Roxy’s body until
their noses were almost touching, a small smile on her face that should have
looked out of place on her face right now while her mouth is still slick and
wet. It mostly just looks like how she always smiles at her, happy and caring.
Roxy leans to kiss that smile.
Roxy kisses like she’s in a romance novel, all little gasps and fluttery
lashes, and gentle hands framing her sister’s face like if she isn’t too
careful she’ll break. It almost masks the fact that she’s clearly licking the
taste of herself from Rose’s mouth.
She gets Rose off in under a minute, and where Roxy is loud, she’s quiet,
breath coming out in stuttered gasps, and stopping completely for a second when
she comes, then coming out in a small sigh as she goes boneless against the
bed, eyes closed and smiling softly.
“Hey Roxy, do you ever think about what we’re doing?” Rose sits up a little to
look down at her sister, eyebrows pinched together slightly. Roxy blinked
slowly, propping herself up on one elbow and flipping her hair back from her
face, “What do you mean? I think about this all the time: when I’m in bed, in
the shower,” her voice drops to an exaggerated whisper, eyes sparkling
mischievously, “I even think about this during Mom’s conventions when we’re
supposed to sit there looking pretty.”
“Roxy! How blasphemous.“ Rose gasps, mock scandalized.
“That’s not the only thing that’s blasphemous.” Roxy waggles her eyebrows, a
ludicrous grin plastered on her face as she reaches a hand forward to drag her
sister back down for yet another kiss.
End Notes
     This lovely unedited one shot of my fave blondes getting frisky is
     brought to you by the letter O and the number 2.
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