She stood in the shower with her eyes shut, it was a risky gamble but just for once she wanted to close her eyes and imagine another time, another life. The water cascaded down her back, soothing her skin, rolling over her pert ass like ghostly hands caressing her. She popped into her head at the feeling and it made her eyes fly open. She glared at her feet. Just once can we not think about her please? She watched the water swirl around her feet and sighed at the grubby tiles the water did nothing to help clean. She slowly closed her eyes again and smiled as she managed to keep her at bay and concentrated instead on the image of a power shower. If she thought about the different spray jets hard enough she could almost erase the feeling of this shower's pathetic attempt; it was like she was getting pissed on. That thought opened on eye, just to check; you couldn't be too careful. When she was satisfied that she was alone she closed her eyes once more and was transported back.
She couldn't name the country, there had been so many. She stood under the strong spray and felt all the tension leaving her body, she picked up the bottle of expensive shampoo and squeezed a generous amount into her hand before rubbing it all over her scalp. She dug her nails in and it sent shockwaves straight down in between her legs, the more she massaged the wetter she got. She let out a contented moan and smiled, this was the life she was supposed to be living. There was just one thing missing.
And speak of the devil those distinctive dulcet tones drifted to her ears, melting away the little willpower she had left.
"How good is that?"
The voice was laced with amusement and it fired up irritation in her chest. She kept her eyes squeezed shut as tight as she could, as if that was ever going to be enough to stop the inevitable. She could feel her body reacting to her mere presence let alone that husky voice that was like honey dripping onto your skin. She felt like her mind had been removed from her body and no matter how much she was telling her body to resist she had no control. She opened her eyes under the flow of water and her heart amongst other parts of her anatomy swelled at the sight of her. The steam from the shower had fogged up her glasses and had started to lift her long dark hair into little wispy curls. She smirked at the sight and got a raised eyebrow in response.
"Are you laughing at me?"
The voice still had the lilt of amusement but there was an underlying hint of danger there too. There was always a hint of danger when it came to her. "Maybe…"
Hi!
This is my first shot at some OITNB fanfiction in celebration of Season 3 coming back! Its a very short chapter as i'm currently working on promoting my first novel and finishing up my Rizzles fanfiction that is in progress.
So this first chapter is a bit of a teaser for u to all feed back on, this is a new fan family i'm coming into so i wanna know what works, what doesn't (I know there's not masses to analyse!) and whether you are interested in more :)
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