First Kisses - One Shots

Florence & Madeleine - Gunpowder Milkshake

When Florence kisses her for the first time, Madeleine closes her eyes to savour the experience.

The small sigh escaping Florence's lips before they press against her own.

The little sting on her bottom lip from Florence's teeth, followed by the swipe of her tongue to soothe it.

The mingling of their breath when Madeleine eagerly opens her mouth against Florence's.

The electric tingle that shoots down her spine when their tongues touch for the first time.

The hitch in Florence's breathing as Madeleine slides her hands into Florence's hair.

The feel of the desk pushing into the back of her thighs as Florence presses her against it while deepening the kiss.

The tickle of hair against her cheek as she slowly pulls the pins from Florence's hair.

The warmth spreading along her thigh as she presses it between Florence's legs.

The tightening of her hands as Florence responds with her own thigh.

The sound of the whimper that Florence lets escape as her nails scratch along her scalp.

The shiver that runs through her body as Florence's hands slide down her sides and around to the small of her back.

The startled realisation that they are pressed up against the front desk in full view of anyone who walks into the library, let alone all of this is being captured by the security cameras.

The sudden sense of loss as Florence slowly eases her mouth away.

The corresponding sense of completeness she feels when Florence presses their foreheads together while they heave frantically for breath.

Florence kisses her forehead, both eyelids, the tip of her nose and both cheeks before brushing her lips softly against Madeleine's.

Madeleine reluctantly opens her eyes. "Was that okay? Are you okay?" Florence whispers as she tightens her arms around Madeleine.

Madeleine swallows before answering, "Yes. More than okay."

Florence searches Madeleine's eyes for a moment before responding with a coy smile. "As much as I have enjoyed this and would love to repeat it, and very soon, I'm afraid that I need to unload the van. Would you be agreeable to continuing this after dinner?"

"Yes," Madeleine agrees firmly before responding with a shy smile.

Florence brushes a quick kiss against Madeleine's lips before turning around and making her way up the stairs.

Madeleine feels a blush rise on her cheeks as she realises that Florence has caught her staring at her arse when she casts a quick glance over her shoulder before walking through the door.

She can't wait for dessert.