Title: "The Curves of Deveraux"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: R due to sexual content
Summary: Blanche Deveraux is all curves, and Dorothy loves each and every one.
Warnings: Femme Slash, Established Pairing, Drabble
Date Written: 28 January, 2012
Word Count (excluding heading): 200
Challenge: For a FemSlash100 LJ comm's weekly challenge
Disclaimer: Blanche, Dorothy, and the Golden Girls are ﾩ & TM their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission. Everything else except the public domain characters used within belongs to the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.

Blanche Deveraux was all curves, and Dorothy loved every one of them. Any hot blooded person would be turned on by Blanche's seductive, feminine curves that graced her sensual body in all the right places, but it was the less noticeable curves that Dorothy sometimes adored even more. She liked to rest her head in the crook of Blanche's loving arms, and sometimes, late at night, she'd just press her face in the curve of her love's neck and listen to the gentle rise and fall of her breathing. She had the honor of kissing her every curve, even to her knee's backs and wriggling feet's arches, and enjoyed interlacing her limbs with hers every opportunity they received.

The world saw her beloved's most intimate curves, but only she had access to her most private. Her fingertips traced their names in a heart in the small curve of her love's back. She was hers, and no matter how many men had her, she would always remain hers.

Dorothy spread her hand over Blanche's hottest curve now and then buried her mouth into Blanche's neck. Blanche was full of curves, and Dorothy showed her thoroughly how much she loved them all.

The End