Hii can you do a liane cartman fic with a lesbian reader thank you
Yess. I wasn't sure what sort of stuff you wanted, so it's a little short, but I hope you enjoy :)
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content: lots of flirting, kissing, etc.
warnings: light drinking (a glass of wine)
"Are you sure you don't mind? We can reschedule for next week" Laura Tucker, a long-time friend, asked you as she and her husband grabbed their coats.
"It's just a couple hours," You warmly reassured the woman, "I dont mind, really. Go, enjoy your date night".
The woman returned your smile with an unspoken thanks, before leaving the house with her husband close behind.
Although a guest at the Tucker's house, merely visiting Laura for the week, you had grown quite close to the family over the years. Craig was like a nephew to you, despite no blood relation, so when the boy had mentioned he didn't have a ride to the 'end of the school year' party his friend was throwing, you couldn't say no.
"Ready to go, bud?" You called up to Craig, who had been playing with his guinea pig, Stripe, in his room.
"Yeah, I'll text Tweek" The boy called back, putting the pet back in its cage with a loving pat.
"Oooooh~" You teased with a snicker, "Are you back together?"
Craig groaned, walking down the stairs with his middle finger raised. Not getting any spoken response, you ruffled his hair through his hat, and put on a coat.
Soon after picking up Tweek, the three of you arrived at the house hosting the party. Surprisingly, the entire house was meticulously decorated for the occasion. If you hadn't known the party was celebrating the end of another school year, you might've assumed it was for a life-changing event. The decorations were very well done.
"Have fun, you two. What time should I-" Just as you turned around to give the boys a smile, the back doors of the car slammed shut, leaving you alone in the car.
"Of course..." You muttered, unbuckling your seatbelt in attempt to catch the boys before they disappeared inside. With no hope of getting ahold of Craig once he was enjoying the party, you needed to establish a set time for picking him up. Of course, when you got out of the car, the two boys were nowhere in sight. With a sigh of defeat, you walked to the front door of the green house, knocking once.
"Good evening, m'lady" A blonde boy, dressed in a black suit and tie, answered the door, "Butler Butters at your service!".
Giving 'Butler Butters' a small smile of appreciation, you spoke, "Do you know what time the party ends?"
"Oh, w-well I don't know..." He muttered, tapping his fingers together as he thought for a moment, "Ms Cartman would know!"
Butters stepped aside, holding an arm up to direct you inside. Reluctantly, you stepped into the strangers house and followed the boy through the well-decorated livingroom.
The voices of the kids laughing echoed from the basement, accompanying the sound of the music that flowed from a nearby speaker. Whoever had set the party up, presumably Ms Cartman, had outdone themselves.
"Right this way, ma'am" Butters told you, continuing through the house to the kitchen. Stopping at the entryway to the kitchen, he pointed to a stunning woman, who had just taken a batch of cookies out of the oven.
"Ms Cartman, this lady would like to ask something" Butters announced, gaining the woman's attention. Nervous butterflies flourished in your stomach as Ms Cartman turned around. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her brown hair was pulled back neatly into a low bun, the color complimenting her teal blouse, which hugged her body in all the right places.
"Oh, hello" The woman smiled sweetly as Butters returned to his post, "Are you here for the party?"
You nodded, letting the woman's soft voice capture your attention in its entirety.
"Wonderful," She replied, placing the cookies on the counter to cool, "Please sit, would you like a drink?"
"That's alright, I don't want to be a bother" You shook your head politely, "I was just wondering what time I should pick up the boys".
Ms Cartman let out a soft chuckle, grabbing two wine glasses despite my opposition, "No no, you aren't a bother, dear. Please, I insist. It'd be a shame if you wasted such a cute outfit on a simple drop off".
A heat crawled up your neck at the sudden compliment as the woman poured some wine into each of the glasses. With no other plans for the night, you sat down at the kitchen table to accept Ms Cartman's offer.
"Thanks" You told the woman when she handed you a glass, following up with your name to properly introduce yourself.
"I'm Liane, it's lovely to meet you" She returned, taking a seat across from me, "I'm sure your boys will have fun, my little Eric stayed up all night sending invites, he was so excited".
Almost choking on the wine in the process, you stifled back a laugh at her words, "Oh, they aren't mine, I'm a family friend. Laura and Thomas are on a date tonight, and since I'm visiting, I offered to drive them"
"Oh, of course. I believe my Eric mentioned his friend had a visitor this week" Liane nodded, her painted lips leaving a red mark on the wine glass.
"I didn't expect Craig to mention me, he usually keeps to himself" You spoke, feeling the woman's soft gaze. Something about the way she smiled left a warm feeling in your chest.
Liane chuckled, tracing the rim of the glass with her finger, "I do believe it was something personal he spoke of. Boys these days don't know how to keep a secret".
Your brow quirked, both intrigued and a little worried as to what the boy had spilled into the town's gossip.
Liane was quick to notice your facial expression, returning it with some reassurance, "Don't worry, we all have secrets".
You watched as the woman collected a stray drop of red wine from the side of her glass with a finger, placing it to her plush lips. Sucking the droplet off her skin, she kept her eyes locked with yours, not saying a single word.
"What did um... what secret did he-..." Your voice trailed off, thoroughly flustered by the woman's display.
"I believe he mentioned you've been looking for a lover for quite some time" Liane answered, placing her hand back onto the wine glass. A shiver fell down your spine when you felt her foot make contact with your clothed ankle, rubbing slowly, up and down. You couldn't help but feel nervous at the warmth that flourished from the touch.
"Oh, really?" You mused, taking a sip of the wine you had been given.
She hummed pleasantly with a nod, "It's so lonely here in South Park, ____" The way your name rolled off her tongue felt so natural, so right. She was drawing you in like a moth to flame, warm, inviting, enticing.
As Liane finished her glass of wine, you decided to test the waters, nudging your leg into the contact under the table, "I guess you understand then".
"Of course," She smiled once again, placing her empty glass down gently, "It's so wonderful to meet a new face in South Park, especially one so stunning".
You hid your flustered expression behind the glass, finishing its contents readily. Placing your empty glass back down, mirrored to Liane's, the woman's eyes trailed down to your lips, and flicked to your clothed chest.
"Oh dear" She mumbled, getting up from her chair, "A little got on your shirt".
Looking down, you noticed a tiny red dot on the fabric, just as she had said.
"I believe I have stain remover upstairs" Liane told you, gesturing for you to follow.
Heart beating a mile a minute, you got up from the table, and followed Ms Cartman upstairs. Trailing behind her, you soon entered the small bathroom, watching Liane grab a small bottle from the cabinet.
"Thanks" You mustered as she poured a small amount of liquid onto a clean cloth.
Liane stepped closer, cloth in hand, her breath warm against your face. You watched as she brought the cloth to your chest, dabbing the fabric against your own. A new wave of warmth spread across your lower half when her touch ghosted your breast, the sensation tingling through the nerves.
Stain long gone, Liane placed the cloth onto the counter, trailing her eyes from your chest to your lips. Voice quiet, she spoke again, placing a thumb to your bottom lip, "Oh dear, I missed some. Let me get that for you".
Her eyes locked onto yours, silently asking for permission as she leaned in slowly. With your nod of confirmation, she closed the gap between you.
Her lips were warm against yours, softened by her red lipstick. You felt her soft fingers against your chin, pulling you in to deepen the kiss. Whether there had been wine there or not, she suckled your bottom lip, swiping her tongue across the plush flesh.
Your hand raised, connecting with the fabric of her blouse, sliding up her side as you parted your lips slightly. Liane was quick to take the opportunity, hungrily slipping her tongue through. Your mind fogged, filled only with thoughts of her.
"MOM! GODDAMMIT MOM, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU!? MOOOOOM!" A whiney voice screamed from downstairs, bringing the pair back to reality. Liane was the first to pull away, keeping her eyes on you as a pair of footsteps stomped closer and closer.
"Coming sweetie!" Liane called out, her thumb swiping across your lips. Giving you one last peck, she brushed down her blouse, "I'd love some company after the party" She smiled, eyes on yours.
"Of course" You returned the smile, letting her leave to deal with her son. You'd be more than happy to accompany her later on.
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