LesFan

Lesbian Fan Social Network

    Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of . Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, October 27, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Love Is Never Painless – (Chapter: Something More)

    Story written on March 16, 2010 by b_monies.
     Login to add story to favorites
     Login to add author to favorites
    0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 50 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5 (0 votes, average: 0.00 out of 5)
    You need to be a registered member to rate this post.     Loading ... Loading ...
    Genre(s): N/A
    Rating: N/A
    fanfiction(s):
    Character(s): N/A
    Number of Comments: 1
    Words: 2906
    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=21206
    Author Notes:

    “…What the hell, do you think I’m desperate?!”

    Twenty minutes later we have food lined across the dining room table and call the Davies’ bunch to ‘come’n get it’ and just as I’m pulling the last topping items out of the refrigerator I feel hands on my hips and a body almost pressed against me.

    Of course I know that it’s Ashley

    I can feel her presence and smell her scent around me, besides it would be disgustingly awkward if this was Glen.

    Shivers

    Moving on

    She puts her head on my shoulder "you need any help Spence?"

    Is it really necessary for her to sound like that at this time of day? I just shake my head ‘no’ and she moves back and closes the open door and follows me to the table.

    What the hell is wrong with me?!

    I feel like I’m not in on a secret

    Someone clearly woke up and said, let’s torture Spencer’s libido this morning

    I don’t approve

    There are children and siblings present

    It’s just rude and where the hell does Ashley get off making me crazy like its normal

    I’m ignoring this conversation I’m having with myself because I’m a hungry bitch and I don’t want my food to get cold.

    Everyone gathers hands once we’re seated and Glens blesses the meal and we dig in sending the room in silence, minus Addison and his normal baby chatter and occasional tossed food from him playing in his eggs.

    As much as I want to just eat my breakfast we all know that my mind is still drifting to this touchy feely version of Ashley.

    I keep taking glances at her and every other time she is looking right back at me smiling but she never stops enjoying her meal.

    I’m so confused because except for the one or two kisses to the cheek we’ve never even really held hands and all of a sudden she thinks that it’s okay to just hold me the way she has been this morning.

    I slightly shake my head clear and drop my eyes from her gaze

    I’m oblivious to the conversation between her and Glen and the food tower Arin is building on her plate until I feel something warm on my thigh causing me to choke on a piece of bacon. Glen pauses his words while Ashley pats my back with her spare hand but never removes the hand on my thigh. We share a knowing look, I’m asking her what this means and she’s asking if what she’s doing is okay. Apparently we come to an understanding because I’m finishing up my breakfast without anymore choking accidents and her fingers are drawing mindless patterns on my lower thigh but still succeeding in driving me crazy.

    Page 2 of 6‹ Previous1234Next ›Last »
    «
    FF Main Page
    »

    Comments

    Leave a Reply