What if Vriska and Aradia on a couch

queefmaster footfic edit and continuation

HSG, 27 Dec 2011

 

what if Vriska and Aradia are snuggling up on the couch together underneath a blanket, sitting at opposite ends facing each other and chatting and drinking, when Vriska drunkenly confesses that she has a foot fetish, an admission she immediately regrets

Aradia tipsily giggles and wiggles her toes in Vriska's face, much to her embarrassment, but then Aradia traces a line down the spidergirl's body with her toe and down to her crotch, and begins to rub up against between Vriska's legs with her toes, prodding and poking through the material as an increasingly flustered Vriska begins to blush furiously and protest, but as Aradia begins to push her dainty toes in gently Vriska begins to murmur in pleasure

 

what if Aradia then uses her agile, dextrous toes to grip the sides of Vriska's pyjama bottoms and pull them down her legs, revealing her thin, silken blue panties, which already have a small damp slit in their middle

and what if she then slowly pushes the fabric to one side with her toe to reveal Vriska's aroused labia, already swelling in anticipation, and traces a circle around the slit with her immaculately painted toe, occasionally stopping just below the clitoris and prodding it, gently at first, but then more forcefully, until it begins to stand out prominently - not that either of them can see it underneath the blanket, of course. Vriska meanwhile is clenching the cushions and the sides of the couch with her fingers and trying to remain as straight-faced as possible, although her hands begin to wander up and down her body of their own accord, running under and up her shirt and over her breasts and her smooth, flat belly. Closing her eyes and breathing rapidly and shallowly as Aradia merely smiles and watches Vriska try to contain herself with a sense of visceral arousal. And then, she stops circling her big toe around Vriska's engorged lips, and without warning pushes it inside her. The spidergirl gives a shrill gasp of surprise and grips the couch tightly as Aradia pushes it in deeper, as far as it can go, wiggling up and down and side to side and sliding it in and out, and Vriska swears she's going to oh god oh god yes she's going to it's so oh god oh gooooooood

 

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and what if Vriska comes so hard, her warm flesh convulsing around it's oh so welcome guest, that her deep blue genetic material shoots through Aradia's toes and all over her foot, and drips down her sole, but it doesn't touch the blanket or the couch anywhere because Aradia's just that good

And what if just as Vriska gets her breath back, just as she feels like she can talk again after that mind-shattering orgasm, she feels the cold of the blanket being removed, and pulls her head up just in time to see Aradia lifting her leg and extending her soaking, sticky foot towards Vriska's face

And what if right as Vriska asks "What-", Aradia shooshes her by placing her big toe right on Vriska's lips

And what if her next words are "Now lick it clean."

And before Vriska even has time to decide, Aradia culs her toes right there, climbing her foot up Vriska's face, pressing more and more her lips are kissing her sole, the motion causing Vriska to gasp over and over and then a shiver runs up her spine and without even thinking, she sticks out her tounge and wetly licks up to the ball of her companion's foot.

And now Vriska's hand is in her crotch and she can taste herself, that blue raspberry flavor and oh god now she can taste Aradia just underneath it, that bitter, slightly pungent taste of skin and sweat and dirt and its, it's right there in her face and as she inhales deeply, taking it all in, and opens her mouth she's suckling on that big wonderful toe, her teeth scraping over that smooth painted nail (too much) and her tongue tracing the hard but smooth underside (her calluses, I'm tasting her calluses) and her fingers inside her are suddenly joined by anothers oh god it's TOO MUCH UNNNNHHHHHHH

And again Vriska's mind just goes a kind of a flashing blank as her entire body shakes with the force of this one, and she's moaning and shrieking because it just keeps going, it keeps happening and oh god oh fuck it's just so good

And then she can see and feel and breathe again and she's crying and she doesn't know why, her arms wrapped around Aradia's leg, which the troll shifts just slightly to the side, and Vriska's laying her head on it and the tears keep flowing and Aradia's other foot is on her chest over her heart, as if to confirm that it's okay, everything is just how it should be.      

And what if as Vriska dreamily cries and pants herself to sleep on her newly acquired footpillow, Aradia lifts up her cupped hand to see, and it's filled with Vriska's thick blue discharge, and locking eyes with her guest's tired gaze she lifts it up to just below her mouth and puckers up enough to suck it up, her lips immersed so it goes in silently.

And never breaking her gaze, she licks her lips and swirls it around her mouth, cheeks puffed out, and then, pausing for effect, she swallows it with a very pronounced gulp

and as Aradia delicately but greedily licks her fingers clean, popping them in and out of her mouth and running her tongue in between just as she'd forced her guest to do with toes earlier, Vriska feels the heat flare up inside her again and it's like her body wants to swell and wet but there's just nothing left

And so the last thing she sees before she falls asleep is Aradia's foot closing her eyelids

And then Kanaya comes in with a huge strapon and rapes them both to death