Violentine Oneshots

Foot Massage

A/N: Enjoy more of me experimenting with my new computer keyboard. Also, shameless self promo, I started another story that was originally gonna be a one shot that got long. Go check it out if you want

“Y-yes! Right- tighter!” Clementine hummed happily, curling her toes.

Violet rolled her eyes with a grin, working her hands around Clementine's foot. It was kinda how their relationship worked, in a way. Clementine gave her a back massage, she gave Clementine a foot massage. Clementine scratched her back, she'd scratch Clem's. Literally.

“Oh my god,” Clementine groaned, flopping her arms down at her sides. “Can you do this tomorrow night?”

“If you shower, yeah,”

Clementine sat up, sending a playful glare in Violet's direction. “Am I not clean enough for you?”

Violet shrugged. “Tomorrow, we're going to the levi. That means socks and gym shoes. That means sweat. Gross.”

Clementine sighed, closing her eyes. “I thought you liked me all sweaty.”

“Mm, but not your feet, Clem.”

“Then I'll shower,” She hummed, peeking one eye open to look at Violet. “-And you're joining me.”

Violet raised an eyebrow. “I have to shower with you and give you a foot massage? I think you might be getting a little too needy for this relationship, Clem,” She teased.

Clementine smirked, sitting up and moving her feet from Violet's grasp, ignoring the sticky feeling of lotion as she kneeled closer to her fiance. “Since when do I have to beg you to shower with me? You enjoyed it last time,” She noted, grabbing Violet by the shoulders. Violet's face had already begun to reden as Clementine kneeled closer, their faces very close. “-and I'd be happy to return the massage favors,” She grinned, leaning in so her nose was touching Violet's. “Whether you want it on your back or ..somewhere else,”

Violet gulped. “Okay.”

Clementine couldn't help but snort. Violet had practically squeaked out her response, and she could tell her breathing was strained. “I love that you still get nervous. We've been engaged for months, Vi. You don't have to be nervous.”

Violet glanced at Clementine for a moment, nodding in understanding. Clementine smiled sweetly, looping her arms around Violet's neck, pulling her closer and kissing her. Thanks to Violet sitting in a chair at the end of the couch, she kneeled taller. This being one of the view times Violet leaned up to kiss her, made it all the more better.

Pulling back, Violet had a cheeky grin across her features, Clementine rolling her eyes. “C'mon, dork,” She teased, flopping back into her seat on the couch. “Come cuddle with me, so we can finish our movie and go to bed.”

Without hesitation, Violet walked around the couch to the other side, taking her seat in the corner and letting Clementine lean against her. She took a deep breath, relaxing in the girls scent, before grabbing her hand and lacing their fingers together.

“I can't wait to marry you, Clementine.”

The brunette widened her eyes a bit in shock, eyes looking down to their hands, before she turned and gave Violet a quick peck on the lips. “-and I, you, Violet.”