Mialotte Oneshots

Her lips

Hey, I am at a loss for words, I reached 10K on here, I never thought my silly, little onsehot book would get so much attention. I want to thank all of you who took the time out of their day and read, commented and voted on my Story. Every single one of you made my day a little better.

Seeing that english is not my first language I tried really hard to make it as good as possible, I know it's not perfect but it helped me so much to write and connect with some people.

Especially my wonderful friend curiousstar4 who I text almost daily and who has been such an inspiration, you are the best and I am soo glad that writing this Story has led me to meet you :)

Okay I am getting carried away, I just wanted to say thank you and I hope you will continue to like my ideas, I still have some so don't worry, more chapters will be coming soon <3

To celebrate I tried my hand at some smut again, I hope it's okay.

Enjoy!!

----------

Mia is one of the most attractive people Charlotte had ever seen. From the moment she layed eye's on her she had trouble tearing them away again.

Mia has something about her that pulls people to her, and she knows it. That's why she is walking through life so confidently.

The part of Mia's face, Charlotte looked the most when she was daydreaming again, were her lips.

She never thought about peoples lips much, because why should she? But with Mia it was different. She was always thinking about them, are they as soft as they look? What flavour would her lipbalm be? How would they feel against her own? How would they feel kissing all over her body?

At this point she always shook herself out of her thoughts, she shouldn't think about Mia that way. She shouldn't think about Mia. Period. But the redhead always found her way back into her thoughts.

Then a bombshell exploded, and a lot of secrets got reveald, including that Mia was used, and manipulatet for over 20 years.

Suddenly Charlotte saw her in a completely different light, the jealous, evil ex turned into a broken, lonely girl who misses her dad, and just wants to be loved.

She sees the real Mia, not the one she created for Roger, that was just a persona she slipped on and off when needed.

Behind closed doors, save in the arms of the woman she truly loves, Mia is, while still sassy and a little mean, also soft, caring and loving. Everything Charlotte ever wanted and more.

She sometimes can't believe how lucky she got, Mia choosing her out of everyone. Why her? A smooth voice is interrupting her spiraling thoughts.

"I can hear you thinking, sweetheart. What is going on in that pretty, brilliant head of yours?"

Speaking of Mia, who was currently being used as a pillow by her girlfriend, who had come home from work and just flopped on top of her.

"You" Char simply replies.

"Me? Then I hope it's only good thougts" Mia jokes, it's one of her coping mechanismen, Char had found out, using humor to deflect what she is feeling at the moment.

"I was thinking about your lips" Char says honestly.

"My lips? What about them?" Mia laughs.

"I was imagining what they would feel like against mine for such a long time, and when it finally happend...it was so much better than I ever could have imagined." Looking up at Mia, lovingly.