Posted: July 2004
Title: Baby Blues
Author: Naresha
Type: RPS
Characters: Miranda Otto/Liv Tyler
Rating: NC-17/R
Beta: Larien Elengasse
Warnings: lesbian sexual relations, implied heterosexual relations.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and it is not intended to cause insult or offence to the persons referred to herein.
Notation: This fic has been rated in accordance with the approved TTFF Rating System for Australian and New Zealand fiction.
Notes: My first femmeslash – be gentle!
Summary: Liv's pregnancy hasn't affected her libido, but she's had to look elsewhere for satisfaction.

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"You tease!"

"But you knew that before you met me!"

"Don't forget who told you that first!"

"He who is the King of Tease says I'm a tease, and you decide not to believe him why?"

"I thought he was joking!"

"He doesn't kid when it comes to matters of the groin."

"Fair enough."

The woman lay there, smiling at the delicate being before her, her fingers tangling in the long, ebony hair as she gazed into the clear blue eyes that smiled seductively back at her. She traced around the tempting lips, pouting her own as her bedfellow's touched against them.

"Your lips are like roses. Red to the eye, sweet to the nose and velvet to the touch." The sweet voice of the "elf" lilted into her ear.

"And you…my dear, sweet, supposedly immortal lady are *too* much!" The blonde laughed, her head thrown back against the pillow, which she proceeded to pull from under her head in order to throw at her playmate. In only minutes, both the fair faces are red with laughter and all the pillows lay in a bedraggled, beaten heap next to the bed. Two pairs of merry blue eyes shined out from under the inelegant crimson-hued cheeks.

"You are too much! A pillow fight?! Really! *How* immature!"

"You started it!"

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"Did not!"

"Now who's being immature?! A giggle slipped out from the damp lips. "Charming…Poking your tongue out at me! You're the epitome of maturity!" Liv Tyler stretched out a slender, muscled arm and gripped the protruding tongue between her fingers. "Cat got your tongue?"

Miranda Otto glared back at her, pulling her tongue back into her own mouth. "I thought you were an elf, not a cat?"

"Eh… Same number of letters!"

"You look like a cat."

Liv laughed. "How can I?! I'm not exactly svelte, sleek and able to put one leg behind my head so I can lick myself! Not anymore…" She glanced ruefully down at her protruding belly "This," she continued "makes it all a bit impossible."

"But it makes you as soft as a kitten." Miranda smiled, her hands running over the soft skin of Liv's body.

"But it makes me horny as hell. Which is bad."

Miranda looked at her, confused. "And just how is that a problem?"

"Because I can't do anything about it!" Liv sighed, her hands flopping angrily on the bed beside her. "My husband refuses to touch me because he's afraid he'll hurt me, and the other week, he took my vibrator from me because you're not supposed to have sex in the third trimester and he's decided that using it is in effect the same thing!" She turned on her side, as tears of annoyance stung her eyes.

Miranda trailed her nails lightly down Liv's back, smiling as she elicited a small, involuntary shiver. "That's where I come into the picture." She whispered, moving her hand over Liv's hip, down her thigh, coming to rest between her legs. "I'll let you use every toy you wish," she whispered seductively, her finger pressing further between Liv's legs, moving over the small, slick nub. "And it's not like two women can really have "sex"…at least not in the medical, or biological or traditional or whatever you want to call it way. But we can still elicit the same reactions. If not better." She whispered, gradually speeding up her rubbing strokes.

Liv sighed shakily, her lips parting slightly as her breathing intensified. She gripped Miranda's hand, pressing it harder against her.

"I take it that's relieving some of that pent up tension???"

Liv's only response was a breathy "Mmmmmm…"

Miranda let her finger slip inside Liv, feeling her tighten slightly around the intrusive digit. "So wet…" She smiled, feeling Liv dripping slightly against her hand. Miranda pulled her finger out, suckling on the dampness. "God you taste good. So rich, so sweet…" Miranda rolled Liv onto her back, pushing her legs easily apart and moving between them. Immediately, she buried her face in between them, her tongue pushing desperately inside Liv, licking and sucking as her hands gripped Liv's thighs. She pulled back, only for a second, drawing a quick breath before her tongue pulled her back, swirling and pushing against Liv's small, hyper-reactive nub. Within moments, she could feel Liv's body tensing and shaking as she gasped and mewled above her, before relaxing in a panting heap on the bed.

Slowly, Miranda kissed and licked her way up Liv's body, paying extra attention to her bulging baby belly. She finally rested her head against Liv's swollen breasts.

"Feel better."

Miranda looked at her with mock aghast. "Only a little?! I'm insulted!" She rolled onto her side, feigning a whimpered sob.

"Aww… I'm sorry!" Liv rested her head on Miranda's shoulder, her fingers playing over Miranda's smaller breasts. "Do I have to beg forgiveness?" she smiled as Miranda rolled onto her back again.

"Oh no… I won't make you beg…" Miranda grinned wickedly. "But you're not going to get off scot free!" she giggled.

"What…Do you want to spank me like a naughty child?" Liv rolled onto her back, giggling as well.

Miranda continued to giggle. "Oh yes… I can really see that working! No…no spankings. But I'm sure I'll think of something eventually!"

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THE END

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