Every time Sunset and Wallflower are together, one of them says or does something that causes the other to feel this wonderful rush of joy. It doesn't take long for them to realize why.
I went back and read the first chapter, not because I didn't remember what happened but because I wanted to have that buildup of feelings all over again going into this. And let me just say, it really pays off, sliding perfectly into this chapter. And oh my goodness, this chapter. This is so so sweet and I love their dynamic (and that they both keep asking if they're comfortable!) and just gah.
Oh and the whole thing's hot as hell. Enhanced snuggles? Heck yes.
I love how absolutely awkward they both are on their little adventure. I look forward to seeing these two adorably stumble around/into eachother in the future.
Sunset nestled snugly against her, resting her head on Wallflower’s chest.
I've always wondered if that would be discomforting. But, then again, that's all part of my innate attachment to my long-standing bewbs are just giant testicles theory.
Wallflower did her best to keep her body as still as possible so as not to disturb the absolutely gorgeous girl who was using her as a pillow.
Hand pillow? Naaaaaah...
Tummy flutters, Sunset had called them.
but for Wallflower at least, the waves of excitement were now coming from somewhere decidedly lower.
Wellington, New Zealand?
She slowly reached up and touched Sunset's hand, which gave her breast a delicate squeeze.
Y'know, there's softcore.
And then there's sofffffffffffffffffffffffftcore.
“Hnnnnnnaaaaahhh...” Wallflower sighed,
I've always wondered how *speech* would (or should) factor into lemons/yarns/smut. Mayhaps this will be a learning experience.
“I know I asked before, but... Are you okay...?
D'awwwwwwwwww.
It's not just "consensual."
It's "comfortsensual."
“Pfffffffftt—” Wallflower couldn’t help but laugh.
You forgot the (SPIT) tag.
Wallflower’s heart melted at the sight of Sunset Shimmer being so nervous.
Mesa glad this is endearing and not mood-killing.
Slowly, slowly,
Egoraptor: Lot of "slowly" going on.
A breathless moan left Wallflower’s lips as she felt something tracing across her legs,
Oh Nietzsche *please* be futa.
With each pass, her breathing grew a little heavier and her legs spread a little wider.
This is a sensitive fic... but not a sensual one. I'm used to reading smuts that are uber-dedicated to describing every dollop of lubricant and salivary strand, but that's not the meat and potatoes of this. This is about the emotion and the amorous feelings being generated by the sensuality. Good on you for claiming a narrative tone and sticking to it. (get it? "sticky?")
Their fingers laced together,
“S-sorry! I’m sorry!” Sunset pulled away, and Wallflower gasped as her finger pulled out. “Are you alright? I’m really sorry, I thought—!”
Cute. And a solid factor of this fic's overall tone.
Silly Sunset. She had to learn that her Wally-Chan has animuu girl levels of sensitivity.
As wonderful as this feeling was, it was all the more meaningful because Sunset was enjoying herself too.
Not enough smuts focus on the inner sensations of both partners, or maybe I've been reading the wrong smuts.
As Wallflower’s soft moans gave way to longing whimpers, Sunset began pressing more firmly into her folds.
We really haven't had any... medical terms at all in this story, have we? That's nifty.
All the while, her fingers continued to swirl around Wallflower’s labia.
D'oh. Never mind. It's fine. It'sfineit'sfineit'sfineit'sfine.
“You look so adorable right now,” Sunset said.
Hnnnnnnnnnng.
“I’m right here with you,” she said. “I want to feel you shudder…”
Intimate with a capital I. And while this is immensely, deliciously, psychologically sweet and consensual, it feels like the closest we get to something remotely resembling "assertively dominant." The softness of this fic is epic.
“I couldn’t really say why,” Sunset said. “For the longest time, whenever I heard people talking about anything sexual,
NOT A GOOD TIME FOR ANALYTICAL SEX TALK, DR. RUTHSET SHIMMER
“But not with you,” Sunset said, smiling.
"I hate sand, but sand's not like you. You're not rough or coarse..."
“I love you,” Sunset sighed. “I really, really do.”
Whew. Saved it in the end.
Sunset held Wallflower close, gently stroking her hair as her orgasm reached a fever pitch.
Always the best part.
“So you, uhm… Finished...?”
Hmmm. That's an uncommon one.
“Mmmmmm…” Wallflower closed her eyes, sighing. “You were wonderful.”
These two being awkward and sweet and figuring this out together... it would be very easy for it to kill the mood and yet it adds instead. How you can tell you're doing it well.
Also, with Sunset enjoying making someone shudder... I mean who can blame her?
“I know I asked before, but... Are you okay...?” Sunset's question trailed off, but the implication was clear.
Bonus points to you for continued checking of consent. So many fics treat this like inviting in a vampire: Once you say yes once, anything else is fair game. Kudos to Sunny, too. Such a good GF.
All Wallflower could manage was a nod. Sunset returned the expression, and Wallflower felt her girlfriend’s free hand touch her own. Their fingers laced together, and Wallflower held her breath as she waited for—
What lewd handholding. Just kidding. Super romantic and cute.
“I’m right here with you,” she said. “I want to feel you shudder…”
What a breathless line...
Man... This was really sweet. I like how you were pretty sparing with the details, and this is coming from someone who loves details, especially in things like this. Emphasizing the feelings between them is far more important than focusing necessarily on the acts/sensations. That's sensual in its own way.
This was tender and heartfelt. I feels all warm and squishy now. =3
I went back and read the first chapter, not because I didn't remember what happened but because I wanted to have that buildup of feelings all over again going into this. And let me just say, it really pays off, sliding perfectly into this chapter. And oh my goodness, this chapter. This is so so sweet and I love their dynamic (and that they both keep asking if they're comfortable!) and just gah.
Oh and the whole thing's hot as hell. Enhanced snuggles? Heck yes.
I've been dunked on
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Does there really need to be a sex tag/M rating if it's just snuggling?
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ENHANCED snuggling.
See also: lewdness
Oh. Oh! Oh my, the snuggling has been enhanced.
I love how absolutely awkward they both are on their little adventure. I look forward to seeing these two adorably stumble around/into eachother in the future.
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I've always wondered if that would be discomforting. But, then again, that's all part of my innate attachment to my long-standing bewbs are just giant testicles theory.
Hand pillow? Naaaaaah...
Wellington, New Zealand?
Y'know, there's softcore.
And then there's sofffffffffffffffffffffffftcore.
I've always wondered how *speech* would (or should) factor into lemons/yarns/smut. Mayhaps this will be a learning experience.
D'awwwwwwwwww.
It's not just "consensual."
It's "comfortsensual."
You forgot the (SPIT) tag.
Mesa glad this is endearing and not mood-killing.
Egoraptor: Lot of "slowly" going on.
Oh Nietzsche *please* be futa.
This is a sensitive fic... but not a sensual one. I'm used to reading smuts that are uber-dedicated to describing every dollop of lubricant and salivary strand, but that's not the meat and potatoes of this. This is about the emotion and the amorous feelings being generated by the sensuality. Good on you for claiming a narrative tone and sticking to it. (get it? "sticky?")
Cute. And a solid factor of this fic's overall tone.
Silly Sunset. She had to learn that her Wally-Chan has animuu girl levels of sensitivity.
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Shimmer? I hardly even know her!
Not enough smuts focus on the inner sensations of both partners, or maybe I've been reading the wrong smuts.
We really haven't had any... medical terms at all in this story, have we? That's nifty.
D'oh. Never mind. It's fine. It'sfineit'sfineit'sfineit'sfine.
Hnnnnnnnnnng.
Intimate with a capital I. And while this is immensely, deliciously, psychologically sweet and consensual, it feels like the closest we get to something remotely resembling "assertively dominant." The softness of this fic is epic.
NOT A GOOD TIME FOR ANALYTICAL SEX TALK, DR. RUTHSET SHIMMER
"I hate sand, but sand's not like you. You're not rough or coarse..."
Whew. Saved it in the end.
Always the best part.
Hmmm. That's an uncommon one.
I wonder if even lesbians fake it.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh plant girl.
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Misery detox indeed.
I'd prescribe more of it. The stuff it produces is fuzztastical.
-SS&E
These two being awkward and sweet and figuring this out together... it would be very easy for it to kill the mood and yet it adds instead. How you can tell you're doing it well.
Also, with Sunset enjoying making someone shudder... I mean who can blame her?
Consider my heart fuzzied and warmed!
Bddhshanahwge this was so cuteeee I'm dyingggg fbdndn
Bonus points to you for continued checking of consent. So many fics treat this like inviting in a vampire: Once you say yes once, anything else is fair game. Kudos to Sunny, too. Such a good GF.
What lewd handholding. Just kidding. Super romantic and cute.
What a breathless line...
Man... This was really sweet. I like how you were pretty sparing with the details, and this is coming from someone who loves details, especially in things like this. Emphasizing the feelings between them is far more important than focusing necessarily on the acts/sensations. That's sensual in its own way.