#Anetra my god
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I can’t stand her, actually
#this broke me#fundamentally#Anetra my god#also this video somehow launched a discussion of Anetra’s nipple rings so that’s fun and important#anyways I love you Anetra I’m so glad you’re slutty :)#great ass 100/10#rpdr 15#drag race#anetra#drag race 15#rpdr#rupauls drag race
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netra is incapable of keeping her tongue in her mouth for pictures and i love her for that <3
#the way mirage's hands are on her hips i-#she's too hot god#also!!! mirage amuro is the other queen and she's the absolute prettiest and funniest i love her and want to see her on the show asap#i gotten so many of my netra pics thanks to her hehehehe#netra <3#anetra#mirage amuro
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[projects thought of princess marcia and knight anetra into ur head] :0p
Are you proud of yourself for filling my head with this?! 🤦🏼♀️ my brain can not even process knight Anetra. But it did. So here. I needed to process that.
“Does it ever get tiring doing things to win my father’s favor?.” The girl sits defiantly, turning her head away from the sounds of metal brushing metal and hooves on soft grass. She turns her head toward the sun instead, letting the golden rays brush along her corn-silk hair.
“That’s certainly not what I’m trying to do.”
“Well, I’m not coming back. You can take the idea of being the hero right out of your head. I was allowed free time and this is where I choose to spend it.”
“I’m not here to take you back.”
The knight directs her horse next to another, a beautiful white mare tied delicately to the trunk of the large willow. The princess keeps her face turned but her eyes wander to the knight. The metal-clad figure gracefully dismounts their horse, tying it alongside hers before standing next to her place of rest. Marcia rolls her eyes.
“If your intention is not to take me back, or to win my father’s favor, then what might it be?”
“I was just passing through. Getting used to the land. And you-are you alright?” The knight shuffles a bit, side-to-side, before looking down at the blanket the princess has spread underneath the tree. She nods, patting the space next to her, wordless.
“I’m fine.” It comes out unsure, and a bit terse-the knight chuckles.
“Sure, princess. Whatever you say.”
“If you’re going to sit here and mock me, at least show your face. I’d like to see the person I’ll ask my father to let go tomorrow.”
The knight takes off their helmet, and waves of milky brown come tumbling out. The knight is a woman-probably among the small grouping her father had just accepted for their bravery and dedication to the crown. She hadn’t been able to attend that particular knighting, as she’d just been stuck with illness and sent to her room for a week to recover.
She would have remembered this woman.
Her lips are full and her smile friendly, easy-going and warm. She holds her command in the nature of her eyes, a brown like the deep, rich intensity of a chocolate dessert, a rare commodity brought to the kingdom only occasionally, and usually due to Marcia’s begging.
Begging-she’d beg for these eyes, too.
The princess feels her jaw slacken before she straightens her posture, snapping her eyes away.
“We haven’t met.”
“No-I’ve just been knighted last week. You were I’ll.”
“Yes.”
“And you’re feeling well?”
“Yes.” The princess flushes under the knight’s gaze, distracting herself with the sturdy edges of her knit picnic blanket. “If you’re not going to take me home, or tell anybody where I am, then maybe I could use your company.”
“Alright, princess.”
“What’s your name?”
“Anetra.”
“Anetra, you have to promise you won’t give away this spot. I’ve been lucky to have one place where nobody can find me, and I won’t have it ruined.”
“You have my word.” Brown eyes melt the princess into herself, and she smiles despite her attempts at keeping a cool, unbothered demeanor.
#LOOK WHAT YOU DID#look at what you did are you proud of yourself#I have work to do I shouldn’t be thinking about this I shouldn’t be SENT by this idea#oooooomf knight Anetra though?!?!#beautiful poised princess Marcia?!?!#ohhhhhh my god I’m going to LOSE MY MIND
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ARF ARF FUCK OH MY GOD IM HYPERVENTILATING OH MY GOD PLEASE I NEED HIM
#🫶🏼 dd’s rambles#drag race#rupauls drag race#anetra so pretty#anetra#I LOVE HIM#OH MY GOD#I NEED HIM
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Oh my god, they're so adorable and so perfect and look at Anetra go.
All of this art is by George. George isn't on Tumblr (yet), so please check out their Instagram here for more:
Oh, and if you missed it...
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#drag race#ru paul's drag race#anetra#cute art#adorable#drag queens#marcia marcia marcia#sasha colby#Youtube
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24. "I wanna fuck you in front of a mirror so you can see how good you take it." for Mirage and Anetra
Good choice anon
“God, stop teasing,” Mirage groans.
Anetra’s been eating her out for ages, and usually she wouldn’t complain about that, but the redhead has the strap swinging at her waist and she’s desperate for it.
Anetra’s enjoying the teasing, how Mirage’s hands play in her hair, how she goes back and forth grinning with pleasure to whining from want.
She looks at the mirror behind her, then at the dildo strapped to her hips, and gets an idea.
“You want me to fuck you?”
“Yeah,” Mirage moans.
“Think you can take it?”
“Yeah, please.”
Anetra stands up and says, “Move this way.”
Mirage looks at her, eyebrows furrowed, and Anetra makes a turning motion. She walks to the other side of the bed and climbs on, kneeling in front of the brunette.
Mirage sits up to move, and Anetra grabs her from behind, pulling her close. They’re both facing the mirror.
“I wanna fuck you in front of the mirror so you can see how good you take it,” Anetra says into her ear.
Mirage inhales, closing her eyes, and Anetra asks, “Do you want this?”
“Yeah,” she whines.
Anetra lets go and Mirage practically throws herself back onto the bed, face up, legs falling open for Anetra. Anetra nudges her forward so her head is almost falling off the bed. When her head falls back because she’s getting fucked too hard she’ll be looking at herself in the mirror.
Anetra puts her hand under Mirage’s ass to get a better angle, and when the brunette is practically shivering with anticipation, pushes the dildo in.
Mirage cries out, face scrunching in pleasure or pain or both, and Anetra gives her a second to adjust before pushing in a little more. Mirage is whimpering and shaking and fuck it’s hot. They’ll have to do this more often.
The strap is all the way in, and Anetra starts thrusting, slow at first, then faster, slamming her hips into Mirage’s as the brunette becomes a shaky mess under her.
She throws her neck back, head falling off the bed, eyes rolled back in her head.
“Look at yourself, baby,” Anetra coos.
Mirage doesn’t pay attention, and Anetra punches her ass, making her yelp and look up.
“I said look at yourself, baby.”
She looks up at the mirror, and Mirage does too, then Anetra thrusts sharply, making Mirage moan like a porn star.
They both keep looking in the mirror, Anetra looking at herself as she fucks Mirage, Mirage looking at herself as she gets fucked.
She grabs her tit and rubs, Anetra watching intently through the mirror, and moments later she’s shaking and groaning like she’s about to cum.
Anetra keeps fucking her, slowly, as she cums, then stills and pulls out. Mirage is splayed out, head back, and Anetra can see in the mirror that her eyes are fluttering in bliss.
“Fuck,” the brunette breathes.
“You good?”
“Oh yeah.”
“Good,” Anetra says, swinging a leg over. “Cause it’s my turn.”
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First morning for sashnetraaaaaaa
ok so. me and my research partner @slutnetra have been working on cc sashnetra ideas for a while now and i am. so incredibly obsessed with it
so this is cc sashnetra post-filming, their first time finally waking up together after having to hide their blossoming relationship the entirety of filming 🤭 the connection is so new and delicate but god. its there
hope you like it!!!!!!
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His sheets feel warm on her skin.
They’re different from the ones back in LA, in the hotel room she’d been previously cooped up in for god knows how long. But she prefers being tangled up in these, because it comes with a man she’s been wanting to wake up next to for weeks now.
Sasha’s head rests on his shoulder, index finger gently tracing the edges of the butterfly tattoo on his chest. She watches as his breath steadily rises and falls, how it looks like the butterfly flutters when he breathes.
His arm is wrapped around her in an attempt to keep her close throughout the night. In the weeks they’ve spent deprived of touch, under the eye of a watchful crew and cast, they’ve barely gotten the chance to feel each other, to get familiar with the feeling of their hands on each other's skin. It was almost painful, having this quiet connection grow between them but not being able to do anything about it- but at least that time has passed. What matters is that they’re together now, right in this moment, and that they can make up for lost time.
Anetra shifts under her, and she lifts her head slightly to catch his eyes slowly open. His eyelids are heavy but his dark eyes still pierce through, connecting with hers. Sasha can’t believe she gets to wake up to this view. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
Anetra pulls her in, shifting to face her side of the bed, and Sasha lets herself snuggle closer. She drapes a leg over his waist as her arms wrap around his neck, her face mere inches away from his. She can see every detail of his face from where she is, everything she’s fallen for. She used to daydream about mornings like this.
The sound of sheets rustling and heavy sighs fill Sasha’s ears, and the silence brings her peace. There’s no more production assistant knocking at her door at the crack of dawn to wake her up, no challenge to worry about the second her eyes flutter open, no wall separating her and the man she wanted to spend her nights with. All she’s wanted for so long is right here, finally in her arms.
“It’s nice. Waking up and having you here.” Anetra breaks the silence, voice groggy and soft. “I thought about it a lot.”
Butterflies. That’s what fills Sasha’s stomach after hearing his words. “I did too.”
Sasha connects their lips, hand moving to cup his cheek and pull him in. When she pulls away, breathless, she greets him. “Good morning, babe.”
Anetra’s smile grows. “Morning.”
God, Sasha can get used to this.
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The Storm- black sheep au drabble
Idk what to call this au from last week, but I've been thinking about the lore a lot. Here's a little drabble of German Shepard Anetra and the Colby's.
It was about a month into Anetra living on the farm, and she still had yet to go inside the house.
Kerri and Sasha both offered her to come inside every night with them, but the dog refused. She preferred to stay in the barn or sleep outside by the well-house. Kerri once was able to get her to the doorframe before Anetra darted in the other direction.
“I think we should try getting her inside again,” Sasha said one evening, looking at the evening gray clouds rolling in through the kitchen window.
Kerri turned down the TV that played the weather report for the upcoming thunderstorm for that night. “We tried everything. She wouldn’t even come in for her favorite ball.” she pointed out.
“I’m worried about her. I know the sheep don’t care for storms, but they won’t do much if she freaks out.”
“The black one gets pretty chatty with her,” Kerri snorted as she joked. “She lived outside for who knows how long. I think she will be okay.”
Sasha sighed as she sat on the couch next to her daughter. “We’ll keep an eye on the back door, just in case.” She looked out the glass back door once more. “Let’s put on a movie, I’m tired of watching the news.”
About fifty minutes into The Devil Wears Prada, Sasha picked up the empty bowl from the coffee table. “I’m going to make us more popcorn, you want anything?”
“Yeah, if we have any more Diet Coke.” Kerri turned around to glance at the kitchen to look at the box on the counter, but something else caught her eye. “Oh my god. Mom, you have to see this,” she said as she kneeled to face the direction of the back of the couch.
“What is it?” Sasha turned around to look as well and looked in the direction that her daughter was looking.
In the corner of the view of the glass door, they saw Anetra lying on the doorstep. She was curled up in a tight ball, ears peeking out from her position. She was completely soaked from the rain that was pouring outside.
“I think she wants to come inside, poor girl,” Sasha said as she exited the couch and walked to the door. “Go get some towels from the bathroom so we can dry her off.” she directed Kerri.
As Kerri left the room, Sasha slowly opened the back door. She watched as Anetra was startled from the sudden noise, and stepped back off of the doorstep. She looked at Sasha with dark eyes, tail tucked between her legs.
Sasha kept her voice light and welcoming, “You can come inside, sweet girl. It’s okay.”
Suddenly, as if on cue, a loud clap of thunder erupted outside. The noise caused the picture frames on the wall to shake slightly. Sasha heard Anetra start to whimper as she bowed her head.
“We aren’t going to hurt you, you can come in here,” Sasha said gently as Anetra looked back up at her. The dog cautiously walked through the door and into the house, trying not to slip on the tiled floor.
Kerri passed her one of the old towels from the bathroom after the door was shut and locked, and both got to work on drying Anetra. As Sasha worked on patting the towel along Anetra’s chest and ears, Kerri rubbed her towel carefully on each of the paws and feet.
After they got the dog as dry as they could, Sasha found old blankets in the back of the linen closet and folded them into a makeshift bed on the floor. As they continued watching the movie, Anetra curled up and slept on the pile of folded blankets.
“Looks like we finally have an inside dog,” Kerri said as the movie finished and both planned on going to bed.
“You know she’s going to be begging to get back outside in the morning,” Sasha said as she gave a sleeping Anetra’s ears one last scratch.
“I don’t know about that,” Kerri said as she filled her reusable water bottle from the fridge. “I think she likes having her special place in the house with us.”
As the next morning sun slowly woke Sasha up from her slumber, she attempted to stretch out her arms and legs as she yawned.
But her legs were stopped by something heavy at the bottom of the bed, over the covers.
Sasha smiled to herself as she reached over, scratching along Anetra’s back gently, “I guess Kerri was right. You are an inside dog now.”
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for a drag racer au prompt maybe Marcia telling the other two they’re pregnant 😚
Marcia is meticulous, organized and tidy they kept track of everything in their life.
When they woke up early on a cool November morning expecting to find that their period had come but it hadn’t, an unfamiliar feeling rushed through them. They’d been trying for months to get pregnant, but had given up in the recent months unable to handle the meltdowns that came when their period did. They were always emotional close to their period, but this was something else. Not Sasha or Anetra could find a way to pull them out of the depression that spilled over into the days after their period, so they figured if they stopped trying then the effect wouldn’t be so disastrous.
They tip toed back to the bedroom, poking Sasha in the side since she was the lighter sleeper of the two still in bed.
“Sash- I’m pregnant,” they whispered into the darkness, “I’m pregnant, Sash, wake up!”
Sasha’s eyes flew open at the frantic way their voice sounded. Clutching her chest, she breathed, “Marcia, what’s the matter?”
“I’m pregnant,” they all but squealed.
“Pregnant? We stopped trying, I didn’t even know you had any tests left after we threw the ones we had left away,” she stopped, the look on Marcia’s face suddenly giving her a realization, “you took a test, right? That’s how you know?”
Marcia shook their head. “No, but I’m late and it feels somehow…different this time. It’s like I know it. We need to go to the store to get some tests to be sure, though. I want to post it on instagram!”
Sasha sighed sadly. “Honey, you’re only a day late? I think we should wait a few days and definitely longer to tell people even if it is positive.”
“I know, I know, I wouldn’t post it until I was a few months along but Sash, I’m telling you. It’s different. We just need a test to confirm.”
“Darling, a test might not even be able to tell yet.”
Marcia looked as though they might cry, their lip wobbling. “But-“
Sasha sighed. “Okay, okay, we’ll go to the drug store. Go wake Anetra for me? She’ll want to come.”
Smiling, Marcia nodded, skipping with a nervous excitement back to the bedroom to arouse Anetra.
Once Anetra was coaxed from bed, they all piled into the car and headed for the drugstore where Marcia proceeded to buy a bag full of tests.
‘Just in case,’ they’d said.
Not too much longer after that, they’d all crammed themselves into the bathroom, watching Marcia pace while they waited for the timer to be up. Anetra was quiet while Sasha whispered sweet nothings to them, Anetra had no interest in being pregnant herself, in fact, it scared her half to death, and everytime Marcia fell into a depression from not being with child, guilt pinged Anetra hard in the chest because she knew it couldn’t be her to provide a child for them to raise.
Finally, after what felt like forever, the timer went off and Marcia’s breath hitched. The others had not gotten their hopes up but Marcia was sure there would be a little ‘+’ on the test.
“Count of 3?” Anetra said softly, nervous herself.
“1,” Sasha said.
Anetra sucked in a breath. “2.”
“And 3,” Marcia finished, picking the test up off the counter, holding it in their hands for a moment before turning it over, Anetra and Sasha peering over their shoulder.
“Oh my god,” Anetra gasped first, breaking the silence.
Sasha nodded in agreement with Anetra’s sentiment, though ever the most practical she suggested Marcia take another test.
Lo and behold, the second test gave the same answer.
“I’m pregnant, I knew it,” Marcia said, tearing up.
It suddenly set in for all three of them and tears gathered in all their eyes as Sasha and Anetra fussed over Marcia, who smiled tearfully, placing a hand on their tummy. “They’ll be a summer baby.”
#it’s like 2pm but I’m queueing this for 2am#idk I feel like I get more traction when I post at 2am But it’s probably just bc I’m asleep so I can’t check my notifications#so it just seems that way lmao#prompt request#drag racer au
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hibiscus' bloom - sashnetra (flower shop au)
it's (almost) tattoo time! you can see the sketch for sasha's tattoo here 💕
spot a little cameo from a few known faces 👀
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The ring of the bell attached to the tattoo shop door echoed in the entrance as Sasha walked in.
It looked much more realized now that a few weeks had passed since she last went inside. The vibe certainly reflected Anetra now more than ever.
They had been in the talks for Sasha possibly getting her first tattoo done in the shop and Anetra seemed ecstatic at the idea.
That's how Sasha found herself in the parlor on a sunny Thursday morning while Marcia took care of the flower shop for her.
She looked around trying to find a familiar face, but she was met with a blonde tattooed woman around her age at the register talking to what Sasha assumed to be twins.
"Alright, girls. So the appointment is set for next Tuesday at 4PM, is that good? How exciting, first tattoos are always unforgettable".
"Oh yeah!" the redheaded twin let out immediately, earning a slight elbow jab by her sister, "Ow! Oh, I mean, sure, that's totally cool with us".
"Okay, then, let me put it down in the calendar so that I can remember it," the tattoo artist said before looking up and directing her attention to Sasha, "Hey there! I'm Loosey, how can I help you?"
"I have a consultation appointment with Anetra? I'm not sure if she put it down, but we talked over the phone about it," Sasha replied, suddenly aware she hadn't reminded Anetra about her visit in the last few days.
"She's in the back, doing some inventory, I think?" Loosey replied before excusing herself to the twins she was talking to and disappearing into one of the hallway doors.
Sasha waited in her spot, occasionally listening in to the two younger girls bickering.
"Oh. My. God. Spice! You were so staring at her tits just now," the blonde teased her twin, who now sported blushed cheeks that matched her hair.
"I was not!" Spice said with a huff, "You're imagining things again, Sugar".
"Did you think sunglasses were stopping her from seeing you staring at her?"
"As if you weren't looking at that person with the alien pin earlier at the coffee shop!"
"I was not staring at Irene!" Sugar crossed her arms and turned her head to the side.
"I know you weren't staring at that ugly decor for 5 minutes straight"
"Mind your business!"
"You started it!"
Before their little argument could continue, Loosey came back in.
"Sasha, feel free to go bother Anetra, she's ready to have you," she said as she returned to the spot behind the desk, "Third door on the right!"
Sasha quickly thanked her, sparing a glance to the two twins - she wondered if she was going to see them again.
The rich purple tones of the entrance area continued down the hall of different tattoo areas, more artwork and plants adorned the place.
She knocked at the door Loosey had directed her to. She could hear a faint 'Door's open. Come on in!' from the other side.
Sasha excused herself as she entered, finding Anetra hunched over her tablet as she warmed up with some sketches.
"Hey," Anetra's face lit up as soon as she saw Sasha walk in, "Sorry I wasn't at the desk to greet you, lost track of time while doing the inventory".
"It's no big deal, if anything, I should have sent a text before in case you had forgotten about our appointment," Sasha replied as she set down her bag on the floor next to Anetra's desk.
"It's not like I could ever forget an appointment with you," Anetra muttered, but Sasha wasn't able to catch what she had said.
"What was that?"
"Uh, I said, this is your first tattoo, right?"
"Oh, yeah. I've got to say I'm a bit nervous".
Anetra reached to rest her hand over Sasha's to give her an encouraging squeeze, "It's alright to be nervous, I still get nervous before a tattoo, and I do this for a job," she chuckled, "So, what were you thinking for the base idea?"
"Well, growing up in Hawaii, I've loved seeing the wild hibiscus flowers there. One always managed to end up in my hair!"
As Sasha started to describe her idea and meaning behind the tattoo, Anetra couldn't bring herself to interrupt her in any way. The way her eyes almost sparkled at the memories she was recollecting.
Not to mention how beautiful her smile was when it was genuine.
"Then, as I went along with my transition, it also started to also symbolize that part of my journey. You know, embracing my identity as a woman and just the joy and love I feel living life the way I want," she continued, feeling herself get a bit emotional as she bare her thoughts out.
"That's such a beautiful way to put it, Sasha," Anetra leaned over to give the older woman a side hug, "I really hope I can make justice to such an amazing meaning".
Sasha thanked with a soft smile, "I'm sure you will. I trust you and your vision completely".
Anetra started to look for photo references online before going back to ask more questions about how Sasha was picturing her tattoo.
"Did you want it to be in color? Or black and white? I don't mind either style," the brunette asked without looking up from the iPad.
"I think I might prefer it to be in black and white?" Sasha thought it over as Anetra kept sketching, "Yes, I think that would be nice!"
Sasha let Anetra sketch in silence for another five minutes, admiring her concentration.
She took the time to study Anetra's features more attentively.
There was something so intriguing about the tattoo artist.
Sasha prided herself in being a good judge of character and, despite their interactions had been limited due to both of their busy schedules, she could tell Anetra was a gentle soul.
A soul she so desperately wanted to know more of.
Sometimes she felt like their paths had crossed for a reason, and she couldn't wait to see how it would turn out.
"Okay, this is a bit of a messy sketch, but I think we can start working from here. What do you think?"
Anetra turned around the iPad to show her design to Sasha.
The latter was completely speechless. It was exactly how she had envisioned it, "Oh my goodness," she managed to let out as she got a hold of the sketch.
"Like it?"
"Like it? I love it, this is... wow, it's perfect,"
Anetra's nervousness melted off at the sight of Sasha's bright smile, "I just wanted it to be already amazing even if it's just a sketch, you deserve only the best".
"Thank you, really. I mean it," Sasha put the iPad back on the desk before asking for a hug.
Anetra was more than welcome to give in at the request. She was happy she had done Sasha's idea justice.
"I can do a few revisions in time for our session. I would have loved to do it today, but I'm booked for a ten-hour piece later, and I want to take all the time I need to make sure your piece is perfect".
"Oh, it's no problem for me to wait," Sasha quickly added, not wanting Anetra to feel bad about the situation.
"How about... Are you free this Saturday afternoon?"
Sasha thought it over for a moment, "Yeah, on the weekends I keep the shop open until lunch, so I'm free the rest of the day".
"We are usually closed on the weekend, so it would be only us - that way we can take it slow and make sure you're as comfortable as you can be? Hey, I'll even order us food," Anetra cued in at the end, as if Sasha wasn't already sold on the idea.
"Sure, I'd love that. Saturday it is".
"See you then, Sash".
The two of them bid their goodbyes before Sasha made her way outside.
As she walked out of the studio, she couldn't stop the smile on her face.
Saturday couldn't come any faster.
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ok but 66 and 100 for sashnetra i am begging 🙏
Woah woah woah this is HOT!
Smut warning my beloveds!
66: Character A kissing Character B while they’re fucking to keep the noises they’re both making at bay
100: Hateful kisses; all teeth, bruising, hair tugging, being pinned against the wall, low groans, heavy breathing, knees separating thighs — but both of them need more. Even better if the kisses are shared between former lovers turned enemies
„I hate you“, the groan left Anetra‘s throat before she could stop it, starkly contrasting the situation she was in.
„Be quiet!“, Sasha hissed back, running her tongue along the length of Anetra‘s neck, making the taller one throw her head back with a moan, back of her head hitting the wall behind her.
Despite her small figure, Sasha was all over her, invading every single one of her senses. Her hands were wrapped around Anetra’s wrists, pinning them against the wall of her living room, her hips pressed against her own, Sasha on her tiptoes as her lips latched onto her pulse point, sucking hard enough to leave an evil mark there.
How did they get here? In all honesty, Anetra couldn’t really tell. It didn’t even make any sense, Sasha had been at her throat the moment Anetra stepped into her office, making her assistant’s work life a living hell. But there was just something about her, something … something incredibly sexy. And if this was how she could finally blow off some of her frustrations about her boss, why the fuck not?
She leaned forward, her lips connecting with Sasha‘s again, teeth clashing together as the older woman‘s tongue slipped between her lips. She tasted of red wine and money, and god, Anetra hated how infatuated she was by her.
Sasha’s hands wandered upwards, taking Anetra’s wrists with them until they met over her head. Now Sasha really had to stretch to keep them pinned up there, and Anetra couldn’t help the little smirk on her lips.
„Having trouble down there?“
One hand grasping both of her wrists to keep them pinned to the wall, Sasha let go with the other, grabbing Anetra‘s face by the jaw. Pulling her down in one rough movement, they suddenly were mere inches apart, Anetra‘s neck stretched out. „Are you gonna be a good fucking girl this one time, or do we really need to do this the hard way?“
The words made Anetra‘s eyes widen, heat pool between her thighs. A choked up mewl was all the taller woman could muster up, turning Sasha‘s full lips into a satisfied smirk. She released her jaw again, fingertips trailing down her neck, featherlight touch against the marks she’d left there earlier.
„That’s what I thought“, she chuckled leaning in for a short but intense kiss, „Now be a good girl and shut the fuck up.“
With that, the pressure of her fingers on Anetra‘s skin intensified, pressing down on a mark right over her chest.
The moan Anetra let out was guttural, immediately cut off by Sasha’s lips on her, swallowing the noise. Her hand wandered down lower, slipping past Anetra‘s waistband. The whine she let out as Sasha‘s fingers dipped into her wetness was muffled immediately by another kiss, rough and bruising.
„I said be quiet!“
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omg wait can we get sashnetra with “1. lightly pecking” and “15. lazy make out kisses” pretty please…..
of course you can my love <3<3 <3 sashnetra smooches coming right up !
1. lightly pecking
15. lazy make out kisses
Sasha was sitting up in bed, the sun coming in through the blinds. It wasn’t too early but she’d been up a while, cleaning up what she needed to from the night before and getting herself started for the day. The coffee was steaming in her cup as it sat on her nightstand.
She liked having mornings to herself where she could be alone with her own thoughts. As she brought the cup up to her lips, Anetra shifted next to her. The younger woman groaned and turned to face Sasha, squinting in her sleep at the sunlight coming in.
She looked over and smiled, bringing her hand to brush through the auburn strands.
Three, two, one.
Anetras arms came up and found Sasha’s thighs and pulled herself closer towards her, nuzzling her face into the warm tanned skin.
Sasha chuckled. Right on time, she thought. Her hand came up and scratched gently at the woman’s scalp. Anetra hummed and almost purred, making her heart damn near explode.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.” She leaned down and kissed her head tenderly. Anetra smiled tiredly and rubbed her eyes.
“Mornin.” She rested her chin onto her thigh. “What you doin up so early?”
“You know I like getting up early. I just made myself coffee.”
Anetra pouted and opened her warm brown eyes up at Sasha. “The bed got cold without you.” She kissed her thigh again and hummed against her skin. “Thought I wasn’t going to get cuddles.”
Sasha hummed and placed her mug down. “Now we can’t have that.” She shifted down lower and came face to face with Anetra. “Cmere, cuddle bug.”
Anetra grinned and wrapped her arms around Sasha middle, nuzzling against her chest. She chuckled and tilted her head up, making her look into her eyes. “Now let me say good morning the proper way.”
She leaned down and pecked her lips gently, feeling Anetra melt against her lips. As she went to pull away, Anetra frowned and kissed her again.
“I’m not going anywhere, honey.” Sasha chuckled. A tattooed arm came up and wrapped around her neck, pulling her closer.
“More.” She whispered tiredly and kissed her lips again. “When’s Kerri gonna be up?” Their kissed stayed slow and languid, feeling their lips shift against each other and savoring the moment.
No urgency or frantic movements, just the two of them in bed together.
“We’ve got time.” Anetra giggled and cuddled impossibly closer to Sasha.
God she missed this. All this time with her, holding her, smelling her tropical shampoo and sugary sweet perfume. She missed just being in her arms and feeling her skin against hers.
There was the faint ding of a phone and Sasha started to pull away, unfurling her arm from under and around Anetra but she was stopped. “No.” Was all she heard and a little huff.
She laughed and smiled down at her. Pecking her lips and cradling the younger woman’s cheek, she leaned down and whispered, “alright, baby.”
They stayed like for as long as they could, sharing more slow kissed and whispers of conversation. There wasn’t anywhere better to be when they had each other.
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