Last night (and early hours of this morning) was such a whirldwind for us all so here have a mini Berena fanfic
Berena fanfic: Fluff
Serena woke up to her fingers intertwined once again and a great big smile plastered across her face. Sighing contentedly, she felt a hot breath on her neck. “Morning” Bernie murmured into her ear, followed by a light kiss just below it. Her voice thick with sleep, she sounded delicious. “Mm” Serena responded, moaning in delight at the touch of the blondes lips against her skin. She turned over to face her, their fingers separating as a result. She looked at Bernie who was smiling with adoration and love burning in her eyes. “Look at you” Serena whispered, taking in the sight right before her eyes, the sight of Bernie taking her breath away. She placed her hand on the blondes cheek, her skin feeling incredibly smooth; Bernie’s lips subtly quirked as a response to Serena’s words and actions. Noticing the smile, Serena traced her thumb lightly over her girlfriends cheek, her fingers then tracing down to her jawline, onto her neck, across her exposed collarbone and shoulders right down to where her hand was laid on her waist. “You are so beautiful” Serena whispered again. Taking Bernie in like she was art, well she was. Closing the space between her and the blonde she brushed her lips gently against Bernie’s. Using her free hand, Serena ran her fingers through her hair, the blondes hand resting on Serena’s neck as she deepened the languid kiss. Once breathless, Bernie pulled away, propping her head up against the pillow, a loving smile surfaced on her face as she whispered meaningfully. “You are beautiful” Serena’s eyes sparkled at Bernie’s words. Her eyes then darted to Bernie’s wavy hair, her fringe was sprawled across her forehead. Speaking only but truth, Serena confessed, “You really do have such good hair” her voice soft. She lifted her hand which laid on her waist and gently put her fingers through the blondes hair, it was incredible. Bernie grinned as a response, she watched how Serena looked at her like she was everything, Well, she was. “Why thank you” Bernie laughed a little, her cheeks blushing. Serena scoffed, “I am actually envious” Serena admitted, almost rolling her own eyes at how silly that sounded. Bernie leaned in and murmured. “Don’t be.” Serena smiled, goosebumps appearing on her skin at the timbre of Bernie’s voice; realising just how sexy she was.
Her thoughts trailed off to how wonderful Bernie made her feel and how she did such wonderful and appreciative things to her body.
Bernie moved closer and whispered into her ear, slowly, hotly, “You’re the only one who gets to touch and do things to me.. And my hair.” Bernie’s voice was like silk, she reassured the brunette matter-of-factly, momentarily biting her own lip before sucking down gently on the brunettes earlobe. Serena whimpered beneath her before the blonde returned to her line of sight. “True” Serena agreed, pursing her lips.
After a moment of comfortable silence, a mischievous cheeky grin crept up on Serena’s face, and before Bernie had a chance to react, she pulled her closer, her hands running through Bernie’s hair, gently pulling it which made Bernie laugh. Stopping to watch her, Serena found herself breathless again as something changed inside Bernie’s eyes, she swiftly pinned her down, sealing her with a kiss.
Based on the infamous “My Immortal” bad fic of Harry Potter fandom. [[Put your character in the generator then paste the description. Tag 5 or more people on whomever you wanna see be ‘My Immortalized’. B)
Hi my name is Carmen Claretta Colombera and I have Long raven hair that reaches my past the shoulders and Emerald green eyes like a starving artist and a lot of people tell me I look like Dita von Teese (AN: if u don’t know who they are get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Carmen San Diego but I wish I was because she’s a major fucking hottie. I have porcelain skin. I’m also a burlesque dancer and an undercover agent, and I spy on enemies and sleep with them in New York, New Yorkwhere I work at The Dirty Martini (I’m 26). I’m a pin-up Rockabilly girl (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly red and black lace. I love Saks 5th Avenue and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a Red off-the-shoulder sweetheart top that shows off my cleavage) and Black pencil skirt that shows off my curves,Nude fully-fashioned stockings that have black seems up the back and Black “fuck me” pumps. I was wearing Bright red lipstick, ivory foundation, cat-winged eyeliner, and neutral eye-shadow. I was walking outside Rapture. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Splicers stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them. “Hey Carmen Claretta Colombera!” shouted a voice. I looked up. It was… Elvis Presley!