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rinkhcTitle: Not Yet
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Prompt: Cudding
Medium: FIC
Rating: R
Word Count: 806
Summary: Luke Cadman and Allie are dating.
Content Notes: Gender change
“Do you want to come upstairs?” Allie asked in a sultry voice. She tossed the feather boa around her shoulders and began to fondle the long string of pearls around her neck. She had gone to the Halloween party as a flapper, in a black satin, fringed cocktail dress, her hair done perfectly in a roaring 20’s pin-curl style.
Luke had gone as a fireman. Only because he couldn’t find a Luke Skywalker costume in his size. He pushed the fireman’s helmet back and gave her a serious look. “Are you sure, Allie?”
“Yes.” She took a few steps backwards and held a hand out to him. He laughed and ran at her, scooping her up over one shoulder and charging for the stairs.
“Which way?” he asked breathlessly at the top.
Giggling, she replied, “Open door on the left.”
“Hey, wow. Nice bed, Allie,” he said as he dropped her onto it.
“Satin sheets are too slippery. I went with chinese silk. Do you like the red?.”
“I love the red.” Luke ran a hand up her leg, sexily clad in black silk stockings, held up by garters. “Sexy.”
“Uhm, how about you take off the raincoat and helmet?”
“Right, yeah.” He tossed the helmet to the side and undid the buttons of the coat.
“Hey, go slow, baby, let me enjoy the show.” Allie said, going up on her elbows and watching him.
“Ok, now I feel weird,” Luke complained, tugging the coat back on and holding the front closed bashfully. “Stop licking your lips!”
Allie clutched her stomach and rolled on the bed, giggling and pointing. Indignant, Luke dropped the coat and struggled out of the boots, hopping on one foot to pull each one off. Stripped down to t-shirt and jeans, he grabbed Allie’s ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed. Her satin dress made her slide easily to him. “I like this outfit on you. Especially the fringe, when you were dancing.” He ran a hand along her skirt, flicking the fringe up.
One by one, he pulled off her shoes and dropped them to the floor. He rested her ankles on his shoulders and began to caress her legs, smoothing his hands over the smooth black stockings. “You feel so good, Al.” He leaned forward, braced himself over her and kissed her.
Deepening the kiss, Allie began to caress his back and shoulders. Luke broke off and kissed along her neck and then slid down, his hands sliding over the slippery material of the flapper dress. He moved down and knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. He pulled Allie to the edge and slid his hands up to tug her thong panties down and off. Then he pushed her legs apart and bent down and began to pleasure her with his mouth.
Allie grabbed his head and ground up against him, thrashing in pleasure as Luke held her down as she peaked. “Damn, you know what you’re doing.”
He looked up and smiled. “I still remember what feels good, baby.”
She laughed and lassoed him with the white feather boa, playing with it so that it tickled his ears. “Cut that out! I can’t do this properly if I’m giggling!”
“Are you ticklish, Luke?” she bucked up against him as he licked her, pulling the boa free, which made Luke shift his head and giggle.
He got up and climbed over her, taking the boa from her fingers and balling it up. Pulling her dress up, he straddled her and started tickling her belly with the feathers. “Don’t start tickle fights you can’t win, woman!”
They started wrestling. Allie ended up on top, sitting over his middle. Luke suddenly grabbed Allie’s hips, holding her still as he stared up at her. Smirking as she realized the game had changed, she began to grind against him. “Alison,” he groaned.
She slid a hand down between them, feeling for his fly. He caught her hand and pulled it aside. “Just... this is good.” He bucked up against her as she gyrated over his groin.
“I want to touch you too,” Allie said.
“I don’t want you to get freaked out.”
“Luke, I won’t. I know what you went through, I’m a biologist, I know what happens in the surgery.” She slid a hand up under his t-shirt and touched the scars under his arm and down his side, one of the spots they had taken skin from for the reconstruction.
He chewed his lip and then shook his head. “Not yet. I’m not ready for that yet. There’s plenty of other things we can do.”
“I won’t push, Luke. When you’re ready. So is this okay for now?” She shifted her hips a little.
“This is good. This is really good. Thanks Allie.”
The End
Notes; Kink Bingo: Silk, velvet, feathers, furs
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Prompt: Cudding
Medium: FIC
Rating: R
Word Count: 806
Summary: Luke Cadman and Allie are dating.
Content Notes: Gender change
“Do you want to come upstairs?” Allie asked in a sultry voice. She tossed the feather boa around her shoulders and began to fondle the long string of pearls around her neck. She had gone to the Halloween party as a flapper, in a black satin, fringed cocktail dress, her hair done perfectly in a roaring 20’s pin-curl style.
Luke had gone as a fireman. Only because he couldn’t find a Luke Skywalker costume in his size. He pushed the fireman’s helmet back and gave her a serious look. “Are you sure, Allie?”
“Yes.” She took a few steps backwards and held a hand out to him. He laughed and ran at her, scooping her up over one shoulder and charging for the stairs.
“Which way?” he asked breathlessly at the top.
Giggling, she replied, “Open door on the left.”
“Hey, wow. Nice bed, Allie,” he said as he dropped her onto it.
“Satin sheets are too slippery. I went with chinese silk. Do you like the red?.”
“I love the red.” Luke ran a hand up her leg, sexily clad in black silk stockings, held up by garters. “Sexy.”
“Uhm, how about you take off the raincoat and helmet?”
“Right, yeah.” He tossed the helmet to the side and undid the buttons of the coat.
“Hey, go slow, baby, let me enjoy the show.” Allie said, going up on her elbows and watching him.
“Ok, now I feel weird,” Luke complained, tugging the coat back on and holding the front closed bashfully. “Stop licking your lips!”
Allie clutched her stomach and rolled on the bed, giggling and pointing. Indignant, Luke dropped the coat and struggled out of the boots, hopping on one foot to pull each one off. Stripped down to t-shirt and jeans, he grabbed Allie’s ankles and pulled her to the end of the bed. Her satin dress made her slide easily to him. “I like this outfit on you. Especially the fringe, when you were dancing.” He ran a hand along her skirt, flicking the fringe up.
One by one, he pulled off her shoes and dropped them to the floor. He rested her ankles on his shoulders and began to caress her legs, smoothing his hands over the smooth black stockings. “You feel so good, Al.” He leaned forward, braced himself over her and kissed her.
Deepening the kiss, Allie began to caress his back and shoulders. Luke broke off and kissed along her neck and then slid down, his hands sliding over the slippery material of the flapper dress. He moved down and knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed. He pulled Allie to the edge and slid his hands up to tug her thong panties down and off. Then he pushed her legs apart and bent down and began to pleasure her with his mouth.
Allie grabbed his head and ground up against him, thrashing in pleasure as Luke held her down as she peaked. “Damn, you know what you’re doing.”
He looked up and smiled. “I still remember what feels good, baby.”
She laughed and lassoed him with the white feather boa, playing with it so that it tickled his ears. “Cut that out! I can’t do this properly if I’m giggling!”
“Are you ticklish, Luke?” she bucked up against him as he licked her, pulling the boa free, which made Luke shift his head and giggle.
He got up and climbed over her, taking the boa from her fingers and balling it up. Pulling her dress up, he straddled her and started tickling her belly with the feathers. “Don’t start tickle fights you can’t win, woman!”
They started wrestling. Allie ended up on top, sitting over his middle. Luke suddenly grabbed Allie’s hips, holding her still as he stared up at her. Smirking as she realized the game had changed, she began to grind against him. “Alison,” he groaned.
She slid a hand down between them, feeling for his fly. He caught her hand and pulled it aside. “Just... this is good.” He bucked up against her as she gyrated over his groin.
“I want to touch you too,” Allie said.
“I don’t want you to get freaked out.”
“Luke, I won’t. I know what you went through, I’m a biologist, I know what happens in the surgery.” She slid a hand up under his t-shirt and touched the scars under his arm and down his side, one of the spots they had taken skin from for the reconstruction.
He chewed his lip and then shook his head. “Not yet. I’m not ready for that yet. There’s plenty of other things we can do.”
“I won’t push, Luke. When you’re ready. So is this okay for now?” She shifted her hips a little.
“This is good. This is really good. Thanks Allie.”
The End
Notes; Kink Bingo: Silk, velvet, feathers, furs