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"Do you want to touch them?"

It’s nearly baffling how it came to this moment. All Gilbert can remember is tipsy laughter and the flowing perfection of lace and velour and a sweet smile captivating every wracked nerve as she sits in front of him. Odette’s skin is flushed a pretty shade of pink and he’s all but answering her question, his own cheeks matching in a deep hue of something he can’t quite identify. “My Lady, I-I can’t just—”

"Don’t be so nervous." Her voice is quiet, coaxing and trimmed with an air of her own uncertainty as she reaches out to grab his wrist. Her shaking fingers don’t go unnoticed. "You’ll rub it off on me." And Odette is guiding him to her, the soothing warmth of her palm a stepping stone into this new level of adolescence and Gilbert worries his bottom lip when his hand is met with a thudding heartbeat and a breathy sigh. He can barely stand to look at her, his face a darkened scarlet and mental murmurs of just how lovely she looks, how beautiful she feels. “G-Gil…”

And as if a command, Gilbert gently lowers her, careful with every touch and swallow as he gazes, drinking up every bit of stunning elegance that Odette emits. Her eyes are bright and each freckle a star painted across a rosy sky. “You’re so…” He’s gentle, oh so gentle and with a tentative squeeze, her lips part in a gasp and they are soon both alight with such a flame that surely the heavens can see.

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there will prolly be more added to this once i stop having so many things to write


jyordyan:

This is not nearly as awesome as the original, but meh.

Giselle still looks masculine.  And I didn’t know what to do about her legs, sorry if they look weird.  Same with Odette’s face.  In fact, I’m sorry it looks weird in general.

dslkjfdslkjfldksflsdk i love it! ;A;


here’s the giselle/odette thing i’m working on~~

She doesn’t know what has drawn her to this particular bedroom door that night. Was it the creaking dark or the tossed shadows reflected through the vanity mirror that had long since been covered since laughing moonlight hit the window? Odette does not know, yet here she is, shivering in front of the large oak barrier, wondering if the comfort she’s longing for is thinking of her, too. With shaky fingers, she finds the doorknob and lets herself inside. It’s dark of course, save for the jolly stream of silver that seems to mock her at every gleam.

Then she hears it.

A soft little thing, a light breath of elegance mixed into a deep whimper of something good, something sweet. Odette holds herself still, only halfway through the heavy door as her green eyes, almost as bright as the sun itself, settle toward the left side of the room.

Giselle is there, somber and moving and Odette’s stomach is suddenly tight and she ponders for just a brief moment if she should leave. But no, no, the woman is like a magnet and the door is closed, Odette now only a few feet away curious and watching. It’s like an addictive dance of pink and pearl, short gasps echoing into the warm summer air and strands of brilliant blonde fall over a bare shoulder as she leans forward.

Waiting.

And it’s with a start when Giselle opens her eyes, her mind almost too far gone when the delicate form of her friend blurs into a pretty swirl of white sunshine and she jerks, turning her head to muffle her sounds as her hips roll with feverent release, chest swelled and arched with each broken moan.


hua-cha:

飴乃ゆきや

jkgldjkfgldf——-

oh god unf


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