Really should know better.

[fionna_time]

Characters: Fionna, Open
Date:December 9th
Summary: Mistletoe mischief! Also, I had just missed the one last year:(
Warnings: None yet.



A gloom had come over many of her friends, and it was bringing Fionna down...almost. After all, the weather was changing, and there was something about the way the weather had changed that made Fionna feel happy. If her friends weren't going to be happy, she could at least try for them, right?

And what was the best way to do that but to try to get into a festive mood? Fionna was in the gardens, putting flowers in her hair, her hair combed neatly and flowing a little longer than usual out of her hat. It would have surprised even Cake back home: she had never looked this primped up.

Of course, this would have actually been a good idea to look at Alice's post, but like most alerts, Fionna had missed them and was walking around the gardens, seeing what food she could gather in the treefort later. True, she was really only there half the time, but you never knew what you would need later, right?

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[fionna_time]

Fionna felt more than a little proud of herself when she heard Amamiya's exclamation. Se was still pretty new at this, and knowing that she was both doing it right and making her partner feel good was enough to give her a little more daring.

"She'll always know that," she said, and if to prove that point, she brought her lips to the girl's nipple now, kissing the soft part and then after a few seconds placing the nipple in her mouth, swirling her tongue over it.

[gentlecuteside]

"Good," she said, a little distantly. Then she continued in a way that made it clear that she wasn't talking about Kanako anymore: "That's good...keep going..."

And it did feel good. She was getting way more turned on than she had expected. It seemed like they might end up going further than she'd expected.

[fionna_time]

Fionna was forgetting all about Kanako right now. If she could have stepped outside of herself, she'd be shocked that she would even dare do something like this. Once she heard the plea from Amamiya thought, she knew there was little to no chance of her stopping. Instead, she caressed her breast, rubbing her fingers and nail all along the soft underside before flocking her tongue over the nipple quickly, then with long solid strokes, wrapping a possessive free arm around the girl.