Doing Something Unholy
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Tara’s eyes crinkle at the corners, and a gentle hand (a hand that Parker’s seen bloody and bruised plenty of times) cups the side of Parker’s face ever so gently.
“That’s it,” she soothes. Her thumb sweeps softly across Parker’s cheek. She watches Parker’s reaction closely, taking in every minute twitch, her slightly parted lips, and finally she says, “that’s mommy’s pretty girl.”
Oh. It’s like she’s been kicked in the chest. Her vision goes blurry at the edges as she sucks in a deep, shaking breath.
(Aka, Parker has a revelation, Tara helps her friend explore a new kink, and Sophie watches and tests her self control to its limit)
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- Part 1 of Doing Something Unholy
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“Hey, baby,” Tara says with a teasing smirk, letting her voice roughen just enough to quicken a pulse. A tangled knot of tension loosens between her ribs. “Did you miss me?”
She barely has time to get her arms up before Parker's launching herself through the air and bodily colliding with her in a tangle of limbs. The bullet wound in her shoulder stings, but Tara just laughs breathlessly through the pain and shifts to adjust to the new weight. Parker is overwhelmingly warm in her arms. With their fronts pressed together like this, she swears she can feel Parker's heart calm. God, she's missed this girl.
(Aka, it's been two years, and Tara's back in town. Sophie's not. Tara and Parker feel some kinda way about it.)
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- Part 2 of Doing Something Unholy
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“M’mmy,” Parker slurs. Her hand claws at Tara’s wrist frantically, making Tara grunt and press her weight down harder across Parker’s torso to keep her in place, subdued. “More, mama, please.”
She’s so close to being where Tara wants her. Lust drunk enough to slur her words, and little enough to clench every time Tara so much as opens her mouth. That’s how Tara wants her. Pliant. Willing. Feeling safe enough to let Tara take total control.
On the next stroke, her ring finger joins the other two, and she slips them back in, curled together to blunt any discomfort. “Three.”
The noise Parker makes in response is unholy. How will she sound with Tara's whole hand inside her?
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- Part 3 of Doing Something Unholy
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“Uh uh, darling, none of that.” She leans in close and holds Parker’s gaze. Her breath tickles Parker’s lips. When she speaks, her voice is low and velvety. “Good girls are polite to mummy, aren’t they?”
It’s almost funny how hard that hits her. The way Sophie’s accent curves delightfully around the word ‘mummy.’ The tight grip she has around Parker’s wrists. Tara’s body plastered against her back, warm and bare, with her breath hitting Parker’s neck just right. Parker moans and jerks her hips, hard.
“Please?” she whispers on a needy whine. “Please, please, please.”
“Please what, darling?” Sophie asks. She nudges Parker’s head back with her chin so she can look her in the eyes. Her own are dark. Her thumbs sweep soothingly, teasingly, across Parker’s wrists. “I know you can say it. You say it so prettily for Tara, don’t you?”
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- Part 4 of Doing Something Unholy