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The Princess @ the Musician	By : DarkKaiser Category: +1 through F > Drawn Together Views: 6531 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-The Princess @ the Musician
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Disclaimer: I Know I Know. I do not own Drawn Together. All characters featured herein are trademarks of Comedy Central. If I did own it Foxxy And Clara would be together and Ling Ling wife would be a permeant charter.

Because people said it needed to be tuned up I did it. Enjoy

Princess Clara is becoming depressed in the world she is living in. Seeking the love, passion, happiness ,and caring she once had she finds it in the most unlikely place imaginable.
She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth and, in many people’s opinions, a pedigree in bitchiness. She was the elite, better than everyone, and she let them know it. No one outshone her, she was Princess Clara. One day around the age of 20 she was giving the opportunity to see the world beyond the castle walls by going on a reality show. In doing so she discovered many things on how people live different ,and how not all people share the same beliefs and lifestyles she does. Day by day she trying to adapt to her new surroundings she became more bitter ,meaner ,and more obnoxious an opposite version of her former self. She became a real Bitch ,but all that is about to change. The house mates were sitting in the living room trying to figure out what to watch on the TV.
Let watch Queer Eye for the Straight Guy said Xandir.
No way Homo Said Spanky mating season on the desert plain is on the discovery channel is on. Fuck that the football game is on said Caption Hero.
I want to watch the food channel said Toot.
No we watch the new blood sport movie said Ling Ling. (Author note: Ling Ling is talking Japanese in the story but to us it in English it’s just easier for me.)
Well the other house mates were so busy fighting over what to watch that Foxxy was able get the remote and turn it BET. As Foxxy was watching TV on the couch she was soon join by Clara. Hey Foxxy you think you could turn it to something else said Clara.
Sorry Clar for the next three hours it’s nothing but Jamie Foxx said Foxxy.
O ok then Clara said as she got up and started to walk away.
What no racist comment said Foxxy.
No not this time said Clara.
GR: For some reason and I don’t know why Clara seemed very depressed lately said Foxxy. (Author note: GR means that they are talking in that Green Room.)
Later that night up in Ling Ling’s room Ling Ling’s wife Ni-pul was trying to redecorate his room. What the hell do you think your doing woman said Ling Ling.
Your room looks to much like a bachelor pad said Ni-pul it need a woman’s touch.
Change old room back or I’ll rip you in half Yelled Ling Ling.
I like to see you try said Ni-pul.
And just like that the two of them got into another battle but it ended soon with those two making out on the floor. Down the hall Caption Hero ,Spanky ,Woolder Sockbat ,and Xandir were planning a weekend gateway.
This is going to be great three days of nothing but fun in the sun said Xandir.
Can you imagine all those girls in there bikinis said Caption Hero.
No but I can imagine then with there bikinis off oh yeah said Spanky as he was high hivin Caption Hero.
But Spanky I thought you were with Clara said Woolder.
Yeah said Spanky but things didn’t work out for us. GR: truth is she found out that I was a Muslim said Spanky.
Oh I can’t wait I’m going to get me a whole bucket of seashells build a sand castle maybe even play volleyball.
Hey guys why isn’t Ling Ling going with us said Woolder.
No him and his new wife are going to on there honeymoon said Caption Hero.
Ooh but what about Clara ,Foxxy ,and Toot said Woolder.
Well we really can’t find out what is with Clara said Xandir.
And foxxy doesn’t want to because the foxxy four is going to preform there said Spanky.
And do really what to see Toot in a swimsuit said Caption Hero.
Across the hall the girls were sitting around in there room.
Hey guys check this out said Toot all the food you can eat for free.
What’s you talking about said foxxy. I say if you eat ten meals there free said Toot. GR: woo we Toot is going to bankrupt there sorry ass said Foxxy.
I just can’t hee hee hee toot said Toot.
As Toot was drooling over the newspaper flier Foxxy was sitting on her bed reading a magazine, but she then glaces over seeing Clara on her bed tending to a flower in a pot.
Clar what’s you up to said Foxxy trying to grow you some weed.
No said Clara this flower is the only bit of joy I have around here.
Clara what is up with you said Foxxy you’ve been acting real weird it’s not like you at.
How could know how I truly really am Clara said as she turned around to look the other way holding the flower in her arms.
Yeah the same goes for me too said Toot you have no idea on how I really am.
Just as she said that Foxxy picked up candy bar and through out the room. CHOCOLATE yelled Toot as she chased after it like a dog. The next day the house mates all went off to there places they’ve plan to go too. Ling Ling and his wife Ni-pul went on there honeymoon, Caption Hero ,Spanky ,Xandir ,and Wooldoor set of to the beach. And Toot head over to the all you can eat buffet place leaving Clara and Foxxy to have the house all to there shelves.
GR: With the other house mates all out of the house this would give me the perfect change to find out what’s with Clara said foxxy. Foxxy look all around the house for Clara she then found her in the kitchen sitting at the table drinking tea.
Hey Clara said Foxxy how’s it going. Ok I guess said Clara. Mind if I join you said Foxxy.
Sure no problem said Clara. Foxxy grabbed her a beer and sat at the other end of the table facing Clara.
Clara said Foxxy is there something bothering you; you being acting really sad and depressed lately.
Well yeah it’s true but it’s nothing you need to be worried about.
Clara you can tell me ways wrong I’m your best friend even though you sometimes treat my like a dog said Foxxy.
Yes I know said Clara and I really am sorry for treating you that way you have helped me lot so I guess can tell you then. For the last few mouths I’ve been acting like completely different person then I was when I live in the kingdom.
But you said in your kingdom all your people are white and Christian and they don’t like anybody who’s different said Foxxy.
Yes that is true said Clara because that’s the only way I knew how to treat people of other races when I was growing up.
So your saying you want to go back to being a racist bitch said Foxxy.
No it isn’t like that at all said Clara in fact that’s the reason why I am upset. Before I can here I used to be a heartful caring person who would never want to hurt another living bean but now that I starting see that the way I’ve treated other races is cure and mean and I don’t want to ever be that kind of person.
So now that you see how your treating people is wrong you can now start treating them more nice and respectful said Foxxy then you can that pure heart person you say you are.
Yes I know but every time I try to do something nice it always ends up as a racist insult said Clara. Well then I guess it’s time for to learn a thing our two about other people and there cultures said Foxxy.
Your right I should learn more about how other people are said Clara thank you Foxxy you’ve always being there for me.
No problem Clara said Foxxy. As Foxxy began to get up and walk away Clara stopped her by grabbing her arm.
Foxxy could I get a hug said Clara. As the young musician haled the princess in her arms Clara felt a new since of passion she never felt before.
Later that evening Clara sat lost in thought at the dinner table in the reality house, her hand absent-mindedly wrapped around a cup of tea that she had served herself a little while earlier. Her face was blank, expressionless and slightly pale, with her normally bright eyes dull and half-closed. She sighed wearily and glanced up at the clock. The incandescent needle showed it to be 1:34 in the morning, but, despite the fact that she hadn’t slept in over a day, she felt too nervous to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she keep having flash backs to the time her and Foxxy made out in the hot tube. The very thing she said that it was going to help her open up her mind. In a way it did but the more she thought about all she could think about was how it was so good even thought it went against everything she was tot but she didn’t care all she could think about was how Foxxy and her lips was together and how she was using her tongue to massage hers, or her hand brushing through her hair with a caress that was both loving and chilling simultaneously. The warmth of the cup in her hand had died away over an hour ago, and now all she could feel was a slight glow of warmth from its smooth sides. The plate before her was still covered in the leftovers of the breakfast Foxxy had given her before going to bed. Crumbs of toast and pieces of egg seemed to be frozen in time, permanently on display in an unchanging gallery. She made up her mind and stood, wincing slightly at her squeaking chair, and, after putting it back in place, she padded quietly over to the door and shut off the light, shrouding the room in darkness except for the dull glow from the clock. She stood in the hallway, leaning against the wall with her arms clasped before her, nervously glancing up the darkened stairway. The more she thought about it more she started to think was she becoming attracted to Foxxy. Even if she was would Foxxy be attracted to her because no matter how hard she tried to be a good friend to her, she always ended up doing something racist and pissing her the fuck of. Still she was going to show Foxxy she was grateful to he despite her best efforts, been turning her on a bit.
Shaking these thoughts from her head, she sighed, /I have to show her I’m grateful… she thought as she started up the stairs, silently padding up into the darkened hallway. Opening a door she quietly stepped in, waiting a moment for her eyes to adjust to the darkness. Foxxy lay sprawled on top of the sheets in a long gray T-shirt and panties, her other clothes simply dropped at the foot of the bed. Clara crept up to the foot of the bed and stood there, looking uncomfortably at the sight before her. Foxxy was sleeping on her back, one hand at her side, the other on her stomach, and one leg hanging over the side of the bed, providing Clara with a delectable view. The hand on her stomach pulled the shirt tight over her bust, and her dangling leg pulled back the hem of the shirt enough to catch a glimpse of her panties. Trying to ignore these distractions, Clara stepped around to the head of the bed, where she stood for a moment before finding her voice. "
Foxxy?" Clara said, nearly in a whisper. In her sleep,
Foxxy murmured a response without awakening.
"I… just… I just wanted to say… thank you…" Clara stuttered as tears came to her eyes. "Y-You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, and… and you have helped me so much… thanks…" "Y’r… ‘elcome…" Foxxy said in her sleep with a small yawn.
Somehow, it still felt incomplete. She had so much she felt, but no words would come out that seemed to be even close. Nervously she kneeled down, and after stuttering over a few more words she leaned forward and kissed Foxxy on the lips. She had intended to pull away after a second, but somehow she couldn’t, the gentle heat of Foxxy’s lips touching hers seemed to meld the both of them, making it impossible for her to pull away. Her cheeks were already heavily blushed, and she could feel her heart beating faster, faster; dazed, she let her tongue gently caress Foxxy’s lips as she slowly pulled away. As she did so her heart nearly stopped as she saw Foxxy’s lip quiver, and suddenly saw both of her eyes open and staring at her. For a moment silence settled over them, and except for the slow blink of Foxxy’s eyes, the world seemed to hold still. Finally, it snapped, and Foxxy’s eyes narrowed down to questioning and angry slits.
"CLARA!" she groaned loudly, "What the hell do you think you’re doing?"
Somehow, even though she had known all along it would be like this, she was still crushed. Tears welled up in her eyes, and with a small choking noise she sprang to her feet and ran out of the room. Foxxy touched her lips in a daze, what had that been about? She was about to simply turn over and try to go back to sleep when she heard the faint sound of a sob. She stood up and walked out into the hallway, following the soft sounds down to the living room where she could see the outline of Clara curled upon the couch in the dark.
"Clara?" she said quietly.
The sobs stopped suddenly, and Clara’s head lifted up for Foxxy to see her tear-filled eyes. Foxxy walked over and sat down on the couch next to her, putting her hand on Clara’s quaking shoulder with a sympathetic, although hesitant, smile. "
What’s wrong? I-" Foxxy started before
Clara cut her off. "I love you," Clara said in a choked voice, "and you don’t love me." Clara felt her cheeks burn as she suddenly lost her voice, leaving her stammering as Clara choked back a new sob. "I always… I… I always hoped that somehow I could get you to understand," Clara wept, "And… well, I don’t know… I somehow even got myself to believe that someday you… you might even like me…
Foxxy then leaned over to try kiss Clara, but Clara pulled away from her.
"Please don't tease me," Uttered Clara in a low somber tone as she averted her gaze so she wouldn't have to look at the beauty that was on top of her. "It would be okay if you hated me, but please don't torture me like this. I know I am a freak because I like other women, you don't have to be so cruel and pretend to like me too.
You think I am just playing some kind of sick joke on you said Foxxy Oh Clara, don't be such a pessimistic all the time, what makes you think that I don't like you too?"
Well for one thing said Clara you never showed any interest, and also you seemed to be more into guys and... Clara was then cut off by Foxxy.
Clara is this about that kiss I gave you said Foxxy. Clara didn’t say anything she just nodded.
Clara honey listen said Foxxy don’t that I just gave you that kiss just to shut you up, you see when I first got here I can admit that we didn’t see eye to eye but I can see now that you are a good person you were just mislead through out your life. Even though I think I don’t mean it the same way you do but I certainly like you…" Foxxy said smiling somewhat uncomfortably. "So cheer up, okay?"
Foxxy put her arm around Clara, holding her gently. It felt strange to have someone in her arms, and she had to fight the slight urge to pull away. Foxxy had never really had any romantic feelings for anyone, but as she continued to hold Clara she could feel her own cheeks burning. Her body felt more sensitive; a gentle, tingling sensation all over her skin, which was more intense wherever they touched. It felt nice, but at the same time it made the urge to pull away even stronger, and she bit her lip gently as she forced herself to keep still. Clara gently pushed away Foxxy’s arms and sat up, wiping her eyes before turning to Foxxy with a small smile.
"Thanks, Foxxy… I… really appreciate it…"
Foxxy’s stammering reply was both glad and regretful: "N-No problem."
I’m sorry Foxxy… I… don’t know what came over me…" muttered Clara sadly, "I’ll leave you alone…" She started to get up, but she stopped as she felt Foxxy’s hand grab hers.
"No, don’t…" said Foxxy, "It’s all right…"
"What…?" asked Clara softly.
"I’m sorry I yelled, I… I just got caught off guard," said Foxxy apologetically. "No one except my Mom ever said they loved me and meant it. I just wasn’t sure how to react…" "I’ve never felt this way about a guy, let alone a girl…" said Foxxy slowly. "I just have no idea what to do…"
"I’m sorry…" said Clara almost in a whisper.
"Don’t be…" smiled Foxxy, slightly uncomfortable, "It’s nice to know someone really loves me…" "I do…" Clara insisted again as she leaned closer to her, "I have almost since the moment I met you."
The room became silent as the two young women did nothing but stair at each other but before Foxxy even noticed Clara moving, she was pressed against her, kissing her deeply
with both arms wrapped around her. The kiss was a lot like what they did in the hot tube, full of tickling sensations, as first, Foxxy's tongue slipped into Clara's mouth, swirling and exploring; and then Clara did her best to follow suit, eliciting a moan of approval from Foxxy as *both* of their tongues slipped against one another’s constantly. As the two of them never seamed to want to pull away but Foxxy then stopped to say something.
Hold on a second said Foxxy let’s not do here.
Why said Clara. Because we don’t know when horn dog boys well be back or if Toot well be back from the buffet said Foxxy .
Your right said Clara lets head back up to my room.
The two women went up to there room locking it and putting the dresser in front of it. Hugging each other as they both jumped onto Foxxy’s bed.
"Are you all right?" Foxxy asked with concern. "I'm... just fine... said Clara."
"Just making sure," Foxxy said with an understanding nod.
Then she once again brought her head close... but instead of another kiss, as Clara expected, she moved just a little lower... down to the young Princess' neck, where her tongue licked and lapped, and her lips kissed. The younger woman's gasps became even *deeper* as she found herself being tickled in one of several places where she'd never, *ever* been tickled before. At least not with someone's *mouth*... and certainly not like *this*. The sheer loveliness and... *newness* of it all brought out a startled gasp from Clara.
"Oh, Foxxy...! Foxxy, I-" she was barely able to say breathlessly, while her hands roamed Foxxy's body by way of reflex, looking for a place to hold, to grasp, to *caress*... The low lustful sounds could be heard from both women as Foxxy continued her necking. Clara's eyes fluttered, and instinctively, she bent her head backwards, exposing even more of her neck and throat for Foxxy to worship with her enthusiastic tongue. "Foxxy... oh my *gosh*," she gasped... and this time, After a short while, Foxxy pulled back, smiling as she watched an incredibly hot and bothered Clara struggling to maintain proper breaths. Clara could plainly see Foxxy going for the zipper of the dress she wore, but being both curious and with her mind still clouded from sheer emotion, simply let it happen without asking any questions. After all, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't trust once in a while?{Foxxy wouldn't do anything to hurt me, or that she wouldn't think I'd like. I know, because she's proven that to me already.} After opening up the gown and helping Clara out of it Foxxy then took off her long gray shirt leaving them both in nothing but there panties. Foxxy’s hands flew to the younger princess' bosom, cupping and squeezing the sensitive mounds off lesh, rolling the nipples between her fingers, doing whatever she could to get a response out of Clara, which she soon did. Foxxy was actually a little surprised at herself--technically, she'd never done this except to herself on colder, more lonely nights, and wasn't exactly sure how well her 'technique' would fare. Yet she persisted, now she sliding her hands back and forth over in smooth motions... Foxxy then started to use her mouth to stimulate her nipples.
OH God yelled Clara as she felt the erotic feeling running through her body.
Clara nipples were getting covered by a wet warmed stimulation making them harder and harder. Foxxy soft, wet lips continued to kiss and touch the tips of her breasts, driving pleasure through her body. As Foxxy continues her stimulation a pleasant feeling began to build in her legs causing them to get hot.
Oh Please cried Clara , Foxxy.. please... don't stop, don't stoooop...
Girl said Foxxy stopping is the last thing I intend to do.
And with that, Foxxy imparted yet another loving kiss, and while doing so simultaneously ground her knee against Clara's rapidly dampening sex through her panties. As Foxxy felt the wetness grow on her rapidly shifting leg, she heard Clara's gasps and whimpers become more wanting. And before long, the wonderful feelings were just too much to stifle any further. Princess Clara lost all control, her hands and arms gripping their tightest around Foxxy's nubile frame, and let out a shuddering moan of release that she was sure *had* to have been heard throughout the house. Foxxy watched with a satsified smile as her friend's eyes shut tight and she let out her wordless cry of utmost gratitude.
After almost a minute, she was panting for breath, lost in the afterglow, and she went limp in Foxxy's arms. She whimpered as she took in the pleasure-induced look on Clara's face, feeling her own desire climb up an extra notch, her hips rocking a little bit. "When Clara rose up from the bed, slowly, silently, with a smile on her face. She crept over to Foxxy, feeding her a steady stream of deep and tantalizing kisses, her tongue swishing every which way in the chocolate-skinned Musician’s mouth, and pinching both nipples at the same time. She pulled back, long enough for Foxxy to take in Clara's look, one that was composed of determination, confidence, and hunger. Clara couldn't bear it any longer. Now it was *her* turn to show everything she felt. Confident that she'd recovered enough by now, she enagaged in yet another French kiss with the older women, putting all she could into it, moaning into it, clutching the back of Foxxy's head with
one hand so that it couldn't escape and so neither of them could concentraeon anything else... except, perhaps, the nipple-flicking that Clara's other hand was involved in at the moment, which in turn made Foxxy moan intensely into Clara's mouth. Clara's methods differed from Foxxy's in the fact that, to tell the truth, she didn't get much practice at such things as this. However,
she knew what *she* liked, and she knew what Foxxy thought she liked, and darn it all, she was going to do her best. In a masterful job of improvisation, she went for the gusto, breaking off the kiss and attacking Foxxy’s breasts with her mouth and one hand as best she was able, while her
other hand went further south, cupping Foxxy's moist mound through panty fabric, and squeezing, over and over...
"Mmmm.. that's it... oh, Clara, Clara! You're doing wonderfully, keep it
up... yes, just like that..." Foxxy coached in a low and husky lust-wracked voice. "Suck on my nipples just a little harder... press your fingers inside me more... yes, YES..." she instructed, and the younger girl followed her commands to the letter, making sure that her moans grew louder
and higher in pitch as the seconds passed. Oh baby cried Foxxy now lick my pussy.
Clara slid off Foxxy’s panties and started to lick her pussy with such great passion. Foxxy began to clinch the sheets tight as the foldings of her pussy began to open like a flower. Still not feeling the fulfillment she wanted she then stopped Clara.
Hold on I got a much better idea said Foxxy.
Foxxy moved her body down so that her hot pussy was right against Clara’s. She then began moving with more forced stimulating there pussies together.
Do you like this cried Foxxy.
Ahh... it’s good... it’s so good...! yelled Clara.
Again and again they grinded against each other, pressing there slits together until they made an airtight seal. The pleasure brought on by there loveness filled them both making both o them more desperate.
Ahh It’s good, it’s very good yelled Foxxy. F_Foxxy I... I can’t cried Clara.
Feeling herself near a orgasm, she pushed harder and harder against Foxxy’s pink gash with her own. Ahhh..! I can’t I can’t yelled Clara.
It’s okay, honey come with me... come with me! cried Foxxy.
With a bone breaking force, they’d continued moving there bodies against each other building higher and higher. Aaaaaahhhhhnnnnnn!! Yelled both Foxxy and Clara. The two of them orgasms together, then were gasping like two fish removed from the water.
That was.... incredible said Clara I mean it’s was... it’s seamed like... how did you...
When you lived on your own like I did you end up doing some of the craziest thing foxxy said with out skipping a beat.
Do you think the others will find out about us said Clara.
Girl they all saw us making out in the hot tub said Foxxy I think they may already have the idea. Maybe so but for lets get some sleep said Clara.
Your right I’m give out to said Foxxy. In the darkness, both of them drifted off into slumber still clinging to one another in a picture perfect pose of friendship. Clara felt now that life in the drawn together house wasn’t going to be so bad anymore cause she knew that she would never have to face her problems alone. She smiled as laid across her old friend and new lover.
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