Title: Cherries and Cream
Author: Janine
Fandom: The Runaways
Pairing: Joan/Cherie
Rating: R
Words: 768
Disclaimer: I don’t own them.
Summary: Cherie gets a new outfit and Joan doesn’t approve … at first.
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“You look like a porn star,” Joan drawled, her intense blue eyes focused unwaveringly on Cherie as she leaned brooding against the doorframe that led into the living room. “All you need is a porn star name."
Cherie tilted her head back so that it rested against the cream coloured paint of the doorframe and looked down her nose at Joan who was standing across from her. The guitarists eyes hadn’t moved from her body, Cherie wasn’t even sure Joan had blinked since entering the room, and she knew that the guitarist liked what she saw even though she was complaining.
“Well, Cherie’s a good start,” the bleached blonde drawled, smiling a little as she noticed Joan’s eyes dip down to take in the swells of her breasts. “I’m halfway there already,” the singer continued pushing away from the doorframe.
She brought her hands to the side of her body and drew them over the sides of her breasts and then down her torso, smoothing out invisible wrinkles. Joan’s eyes followed her hands the whole time and inside Cherie smiled. She knew what it meant when Joan looked at her like that.
“What about Delicious?” Cherie continued a moment later, walking slowly towards Joan with a seductive sway to her hips. “Cherie Delicious,” the blonde breathed out sashaying and smiling until she was directly in front of her brooding band-mate. “You think I’m delicious, don’t you?”
Joan licked her lips and then bit down on her bottom one before angling her eyes away from Cherie.
“Yeah,” Joan admitted tilting her head back cockily as she drew her gaze back over to meet Cherie’s. “You’re a tasty treat.”
Cherie smiled again and this time it made its way to her eyes.
“Are you hungry now Joanie?” Cherie asked lowering her head coquettishly so that she was looking at Joan through eyelashes that were heavy with mascara.
“That depends,” Joan began nonchalantly though the rough edge of her voice gave away the desire that had been mounting in her since she’d walked into the living room and seen Cherie dancing on the table in nothing but a corset, garters and high heels. “What’s on the menu?”
Cherie stared into Joan’s eyes the same way she stared down screaming crowds and reached out for Joan’s hand. She took it gently into her own and held it stationary for a moment as she gazed intensely into Joan’s eyes. Joan licked her lips as anticipation mounted between them and Cherie smiled slowly, predatorily, like a cat whose eyes had just locked on a mouse within striking range.
Cherie tugged Joan’s hand and the guitarist breathed in deeply in surprise only to find herself moaning the breath out a second later as Cherie pressed her open palm between her legs and held Joan’s hand against the warm crotch of her panties.
“Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherries,” Cherie breathed out, warmth breath ghosting across Joan’s face as she rolled her hips forward into Joan’s hand. “And cream,” Cherie added using the hand she had covering Joan’s to move the guitarists hand until there was a damp spot.
Joan’s eyes dropped down to look at her hand where it lay between Cherie’s legs, and with her eyes still focused on it, she began to move her fingers, gently teasing until she heard Cherie breath in sharply and felt her body tremble.
Joan looked back up at Cherie meeting her eyes as her fingers continued to move and Cherie’s eyes hooded and her lips trembled. Joan smiled and reached out for Cherie and grasped her roughly by the hip which made the blonde gasp softly. The guitarist then leaned forward and pressed her lips tenderly against Cherie’s, kissing her slowly until the blonde sighed into her mouth and began to lovingly kiss back.
Fingers dug into Cherie’s hip a fraction harder, and then suddenly the blonde found herself in motion as Joan spun them around and pressed Cherie’s back against the doorframe.
“Have ya, grab ya/'Til you're sore,” Joan sang softly, her lips curving up teasingly as Cherie’s lips parted and her breath came out in short, hot pants. “You’re my ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb,” she whispered next to Cherie’s ear.
Cherie shivered and Joan’s lips moved to her earlobe and her teeth gently bit down. Cherie moaned and Joan bit down once more, smiling into Cherie’s heated flesh as her fingers dipped beneath Cherie’s panties in search of cream.
The End
Holy awesomeness
Date: 2010-03-22 02:56 am (UTC)May I just say that I aspire to write stuff as hot as this. Mine is nowhere near as good ;]
Thanks for posting!
Re: Holy awesomeness
Date: 2010-03-23 11:49 pm (UTC)Thanks for commenting :D
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Date: 2010-03-22 03:31 am (UTC)Moar plz.
/incoherence
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Date: 2010-03-23 11:49 pm (UTC)Holy Bajeezus.
Date: 2010-03-22 03:45 am (UTC)Yaaaay, imagination. :D
Anyway. More. It was awesome. :]
Re: Holy Bajeezus.
Date: 2010-03-23 11:51 pm (UTC)lol. The beginning of this fic, the 'you just need a porn star name' part is from the film, so when it fades to black you'll know what's really going on!
Thanks for commenting, I'm really glad you liked it.
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Date: 2010-03-22 04:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-23 11:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-23 11:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-24 04:51 pm (UTC)So, even though the movie hasn't come out here yet (NC) just reading this makes me want to make sure I go and see it at midnight when it comes out April 9th...ugh. So thank you. :)
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Date: 2010-03-27 03:45 pm (UTC)When it comes out in your area, def. go see it immediately, you will not be disappoint.
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Date: 2010-03-25 05:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-03-27 03:47 pm (UTC)I know right! The scene is a gajillion times better when your not watching a cam rip as well. On the big screen it is amazing.
they really do have such good chemistry together and the contrast between them does somehow make it even more captivating.
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Date: 2010-03-28 08:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-04-11 09:41 pm (UTC)awesome fic! ^_^