A/N: Thank you! And here's the sex you didn't get in the last chapter...
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Lauren sighed, leaning against the doorframe. Evony was dressed in a tailored black dress with heels, ready to attend some black tie event. Lauren's brow furrowed, remembering their conversation from earlier. "You said that the Dark Fae event was next week, right?" she asked.
"I did." Dropping the journal carelessly on the coffee table, she stood up from the lounge, smoothing over the dress. "I look forward to that evening."
"So…" Lauren spoke, shutting the door behind her. Evony had lit her fireplace, she could smell it now, feel it warm in her home. "Are you going somewhere tonight, then?"
"It depends."
"On what?"
"On you, darling."
Lauren bit her tongue. The scrolls had been a bust. There was no way Evony was going to do anything but blissfully torture her for a few hours. However…
Lauren looked up at her, smiling softly. "This arrangement between us," she said softly.
Evony's expression sharpened as she studied her; the look was nothing short of sexual. From it, Lauren felt warmth inside of her before she purposefully stepped forward. There was as empowering sensation from the look, like she was in control.
Running her eyes over the length of the Morrigan's body, then back up, Lauren felt herself grow bolder. "Yes?" Evony asked. "What about our arrangement?"
"Is it one way, or can I give as much as I receive?"
Evony smirked, taking the last step between them both. She reached up, brushing her fingers against Lauren's jaw as she leant forward. "You can do anything you want," she said, brushing her mouth over Lauren's. Lauren felt the power switch between them, her body arched, wanting to submit.
No. This was her turn.
"Tell me, Doctor. What do you want?"
"You."
"Where?"
"Here."
"Right here?" She was teasing, but Lauren's mind bloomed with the possibilities. On the floor, she imagined. Leaving carpet burns on the Morrigan's ass, so her hair musses in the carpet and fingers twist against the leg of a chair. Right here. But no. Then what? Against the wall? No. She didn't want that. She wanted something else. She wanted-
Lacing her fingers with Evony's, she tugged her up her loft's stairs, to where her bedroom was. Evony was compliant, following with sure steps, her heels hitting the hardwood floor in short taps.
Lauren felt it sound against her heartbeat. Different, slower. Still, it made her more aware of her own pulse.
Opening the bedroom door, she found herself nervous, her fingers untwining from Evony's to drop at her sides. She'd been nervous the first time she'd shown her room to Bo in the first house, too. There was always that airy-gut twist, waiting for judgement or approval.
Evony's eyes ran the length of the room, before pausing on the right wall. "Ooh, a mirror," she said, eyes lighting up. "We could have fun with that."
Lauren looked to the in-built, mirrored wardrobe and blinked. "I'm…not really a 'mirror' person," she admitted.
Evony hummed, eyes still locked on the glass. "Some other day then. I want to see you in front of a mirror."
"Why would you want that?"
Evony looked at her so enthralled, Lauren felt her thighs tense. "Because," she said, looping a finger over Lauren's collar and tugging her closer. I want you to see me fuck you. I want you to see what everyone else does when they fuck you. And I want you to watch yourself."
"Well," Lauren said, licking her lips. "Another day. As I said. I'm…not really a mirror girl." No, but she could be if Evony looked at her like that long enough.
"Fair enough." Evony stepped back, eyes gazing over the tidily made bed. Walking over, she sat down and folded her legs, looking up at Lauren. Her heel bounced, either in boredom or in anticipation. Lauren assumed the latter, only because of the hungry expression that Evony held. "So, Lauren. What now?"
That was a good question. She didn't know how to begin. She had a basic plan in mind, but no steps. Best to start with the basics then.
"Take off your dress."
Evony rose again, "This is going to be fun," she said, unzipping the dress from the side. The sleeves slipped over her shoulders, black material catching around her waist before she tugged it down and oh. Lauren blinked, staring at the woman. The Morrigan certainly went all out in lingerie.
"You were expecting this," she said to Evony, focusing on the garter belt. Fuck. Lace and silk and… Lauren felt her hands loosen, her muscles wanting to ease forward and brush over the material. Not yet. "How did you-"
"I was hoping," Evony counted. "Can you blame a girl?"
"Don't you have a thousand subjects at your disposal?" She teased, stepping closer. Silk stocking, garter belt. Black lingerie. Lauren wanted to run her mouth over every inch. "Does a human really interest you?"
"You interest me, Lauren. Not a thousand or so subjects who want me."
"I want you," Lauren replied.
"I should hope so." Evony's hand went to unsnap the suspenders. Lauren's hand snatched at her wrist, holding the hand still. "Something the matter?"
"Keep them on," Lauren said, then softly. "Please?"
Evony slowly looked at her, a smile tugging at her lips. "That's interesting."
"What?"
"You're into lingerie."
"Yes…" Lauren licked her lips, pulling back embarrassed. Bo didn't wear much lingerie, if any. And nor had Nadia. But lingerie was something of a turn on. Lauren loved foreplay. The anticipation of almost, of runnings hands over and building and building. But the sudden accusation…
"That's an observation, not a judgement," Evony said, stepping forward to reach up and touch Lauren's cheek, thumb pulling at Lauren's bottom lip. "Now. Do you want the heels on?"
"No."
"Good, because they're fucking difficult to keep on in sex."
"And a trip to the ER waiting to happen."
Evony laughed, kicking the heels off, now standing an inch shorter than Lauren. Lauren almost wished to be wearing heels, the idea of towering over Evony was…an intoxicating thought she pushed away for later.
Now she had to decide what she wanted for herself. Shoes were uncomfortable, she kicked them off, watching as Evony sat back on the bed again, crossing her legs, fingers curving around the edge of the mattress as she watching Lauren tug off socks then jeans.
Not all that sexily, admittedly, but somehow, Evony's eyes watched her like she was doing a striptease. Lauren tugged the shirt over her head them stepped forward.
She brushed her hand through Evony's hair, a soft gesture the woman relaxed into. Lauren felt her heart race as she guided the woman's head back to look up at her. Leading in sex wasn't anything new, but Evony was. Evony was…uncharted territory. She didn't know her. But god she wanted her, and she'd be lying if she said that she hadn't thought about having the woman on her knees.
However, Evony wasn't on her knees and she wasn't about to tug her there. Not when she was leaning forward, hands sliding over her waist. Sighing, Lauren's eyelids fluttered as the Morrigan kissed over her ribs. Fingers and nails bluntly drew over her waist, coaxing her gently. Lauren breathed out, feeling the nerves soften inside of her.
Her eyes flashed open when she felt a tongue slip over her skin. Curling her hands in Evony's hair, her breath cantered as the Morrigan sucked at her skin.
She could let her. She could let her tease her again. And she almost did when Evony's teeth nipped at skin, lips dragging down. "Mm, no," she resisted, stepping back. Dark hair fell over her hands as she uncurled her fingers. Evony tilting her head to look up at her, twisting her face so she could kiss a wrist. Brat was a sharp word in Lauren's head. Evony knew exactly what she was doing, how to twist power to her will.
Even now, her fingers dropped against Lauren's hips, hooking around the purple cotton.
Lauren felt the material drag down her thighs before they dropped. Stepping out of them, she kicked it out of the way and unhooked her bra, tossing it behind her. Slowly she moved onto her knees, in front of Evony.
The woman's foot nudged her playfully, smirking as she tilted her head to look down at her. "I'm not sure how I feel about you in that position."
"On my knees?" Lauren asked. "I thought you'd like this position."
Evony's legs spread as she leaned forward, cupping Lauren's chin between forefinger and thumb. "Mm, I like everyone on their knees. But I also wanted you on top."
"Thought about it often?"
"Yes," Evony replied, smiling. Lauren paused, staring at her. "Are you surprised?"
Lauren felt her body hum. Not the answer she expected. "Tell me," she requested, breathless.
"Hmm?" Evony finger traced Lauren's lips, parting them, the doctor kissed the fingertips gently. She hadn't expected this kind of intimacy with Evony, but there was something undeniably easy about it. She didn't think on it, didn't question it as she pressed forward.
"Tell me what you imagined." She could feel a tremble in her abdomen, muscles tensing as she held her eyes with the dark irises.
Evony chuckled, leaning forward until Lauren's eyelids lowered, anticipating the kiss. "Only if you tell me yours."
"Mine?" she asked, the word whispering between them both. She could almost taste Evony's voice.
"You thought about me: as a roman, as a mistress to Sade and after I bedded a thousand or so others. Tell me what your favorite was." Lauren paused, parting her mouth as she nudged Evony's lips. They were pliant against her touch, soft and wet.
Lauren wanted to tell her, wanted to kiss the words into her mouth and feel Evony react into her.
"No," she whispered instead.
"Why?" Evony pulled away, "Is it kinky? I won't judge."
Lauren laughed. Of all people, she knew Evony would never judge a person on their kinks. However, it wasn't that it was kinky, or even embarrassing. "It's not that."
"Then what?"
"I think you want that answer more than I want mine," Lauren replied.
Evony moved forward, darting out a tongue before she licked Lauren's bottom lip. Her hand curved around Lauren's throat, holding her steady as she kissed her, softly. Then harsher, building it up until it was teeth and tongues and hot breaths. Lauren gasped between touching lips – before Evony broke away. Her hand disappearing, leaving coldness in its wake.
Lauren breathed out, her chest heaving as she bowed over herself.
"The more I get to know you, Lauren, the more I like you."
Lifting her eyes, Lauren smirked. She was going to enjoy this. "Lie back," she said, lifting her head. Evony smirked, stretching first before she laid back, her spine arching to show off. Lauren placed her hands on Evony's knees, sliding over the stockings, up the thighs to where the strip of skin was before she dropped her hands back.
She had to be smart, careful. Controlled.
Watching Evony, she saw her chest shudder as she relaxed against the bed. Good. Lauren rose one of Evony's legs over her shoulder, turning her head so she could kiss the thigh. Her other hand stretched forward, running over Evony's abdomen to press against her stomach and ribs. She wanted to feel her inhale, shiver against her touch.
Evony hummed, relaxing back as Lauren nipped closer to the black silk covering her sex. "You're not-"
"I am," Lauren said. "I want you, exactly like this." The tip of her tongue ran along the side, against the seam of the silk before she pressed a hot kiss against the material, over Evony's sex.
"I know what you're doing," Evony whispered, the heel of her foot digging into Lauren's back when a tongue slipped hard against where her clit was. The Morrigan's muscles tensed, unprepared for the sudden sensation. Still, she relented, "It won't work."
"We'll see."
Hands slipped through Lauren's hair, tugging her closer.
Amused, Lauren gave one, long, strong lick before she pulled away, dragging her finger down the material, slipping between Evony's folds. "I could," Lauren teased, "Just do this to you all night."
Evony arched into her touch, lifting her hips to press against the second finger Lauren stroked down the silk material. A thumb followed, pressing against her. Lauren could feel the black silk growing wet, could smell the arousal coming from her. Focusing on the task, she dropped her other hand, sliding it against Evony's thighs. "You can do whatever you want to me, Lauren."
"I…what?" Lauren's mind jolted to a stop.
Evony sighed contently, her hips lifting off the bed again as Lauren faltered. "You can do anything you want to me."
"Anything?" she asked.
"Anything," Evony nodded, biting her lip as Lauren stroked her again.
Lauren tried to remember to breathe, the word anything floating in her head with ideas. Fuck. Flicking her eyes up, she watched Evony grin as she shut her eyes, enjoying the sensation.
"I could make you scrub my floors," Lauren teased, fighting the rising heart rate inside her chest. Evony laughed on the bed, the sound cutting off as Lauren slipped the edge of her fingers underneath the black seam.
"If you want me on my hands and knees, all you have to do is ask." It didn't take much to think about Evony on her hands and knees, in the lingerie, on her bed. Lauren's fingers slipped, stroking wetness. The sensation, knowing just how wet she was already, made Lauren shiver involuntarily.
Forgetting what she was meant to be doing, Lauren tugged the underwear out of the way, leaning forward to run her tongue against her sex. Evony moaned, her legs clenching. Maybe she didn't have to tease her over her underwear, Lauren thought. Maybe she could just….
Still, Lauren let the silk slip back, using her tongue to stroke over the silk, pressing hard against her.
Evony writhed at the touch, her chest expanding as she breathed in sharply. Lauren watched her body stretch on the bed, her legs clench. "Fuck."
"Please," Evony laughed, tilting her head so she could look at her. The Morrigan had her arms behind her head, slipping over the duvet. Lauren bit her lip. She wanted to have control, to do to Evony what had been done to her. However, she was quickly learning that control was far more difficult than she'd first anticipated.
She could tease Bo, Bo was known territory, fun to tease. But she'd slept with Bo enough that she wasn't desperately hungry to see what she sounded like when she came hard. Control was easier. This was…
Difficult.
Pressing her mouth against her again, she kissed the silk, sucking through it before she slid her tongue under the seam. Evony's body relaxed, enjoying the sensation.
Fine. Sitting up, she climbed on top of Evony, straddling her. Curving a hand under her back, she guided the Morrigan up and then used her other hand to slide between them both and cup Evony's sex.
"Changing it up so fast?"
"Do you want me to go back?"Lauren asked, bowing her head over to kiss Evony's mouth. She felt a tongue, brushing against her own. Kissing her hard, she tugged at a bottom lip. Sucking on it, she felt two hands slide over her hips and drag over her ass. Letting go of the lip, she smiled, watching Evony's eyes flash open. The hands on her ass curved, nails dragging against her. "What do you want, Evony?" she asked, moving her mouth to the woman's jaw, down her throat. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."
The hands on her ass tugged and Lauren's hand, against Evony's cunt, curled, pressing between the folds, against her entrance.
"I thought this was all about what you wanted."
"I want to see you beg."
"I'm not giving you any tips for that. You'll have to figure it out for yourself." Lauren smirked. Well, she could do that. Lifting both hands, she pressed them against Evony's shoulder, sliding down until caught her wrists. Then pushed forward, toppling them both over the bed as she kissed Evony, until she could hear her moan.
Lifting the woman's arms above her head, she pinned them still.
Evony arched beneath her, gasping against her mouth. Good. Adjusting herself, Lauren slid a leg between Evony's thighs and pressed against the silk underwear.
Her breasts rubbed against the material of the Morrigan's bra, nerves electrifying as she felt Evony's mouth become swollen against hers. She could hear Evony laughing, knowing what she was doing and enjoying every moment of it.
A hand slipped between Lauren's legs, brushing against her sex. Dropping Evony's mouth, she pushed up on her arms and gasped as Evony slid inside of her. "I thought…" she hummed. "This was about me."
"It still is," Evony said, sliding out and back in. Slow. So slow. Lauren trembled, unaware of how much she'd worked herself up, trying to get Evony to a similar point. She hadn't even felt the hand slip from her hold. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No."
Lauren growled, fine. Two could play at that. She dropped an empty hand between them both, still pinning Evony's other one as she slipped underneath the seam of the underwear, shoving the silk aside. A thumb pressed, not moving, against the clit as she used her middle and ring finger to slide inside.
Evony tensed, mouth parting as a short, high noise pulled from her lungs. Lauren grinned. She slid slow, pacing with Evony's fingers, before she expanded inside of her, curling to press against the walls.
The Morrigan was teasing her, fine. The only option was to tease back harder. Go fast, then slow, slower, then speed up again. She let go of Evony's wrist, using her hand to hold herself up on the bed so she could watch Evony's expression twist, feel their bodies brush against each other.
Her own hips slid against Evony's fingers, pressing onto them. Evony had difficult moving in her position, limited, making it easier for Lauren to stop suddenly and feel the leanan sidhe bite back a stifled sound as her sex clenched around her fingers.
Sliding out, then back in, she watched Evony's expression flicker. Laughing, Lauren sat up, still inside her and grinned. "Take off your bra."
Rolling her eyes, Evony arched, slipping out of Lauren slowly.
Biting her lip, Lauren rolled her head back, that movement was deliberately teasing. Sitting up, lazily, Evony undid the bra, tossing it away, then looked up at Lauren expectantly, almost annoyed.
Lauren's eyebrows rose. "Am I doing something wrong?"
"Yes," she bit, rolling her hips. Lauren stroked against her clit, moving to kiss over her collarbone, down to a breast. Evony relaxed back, swearing viciously in french. Humor bust from Lauren's mouth, content as she felt the Morrigan's hands curling into her hair and across her back.
She shoved, hard, enough that Evony tensed and swore a short "Oh fuck."
"Faster?"
"Mm."
"Harder?"
"Yes!"
Lauren drove the speed inconsistently until she felt Evony's leg rise beside her, the woman shuddering as she was edged closer, her heel digging into the mattress. "Lauren," she said, looking up at her.
Lauren smiled, "Yes?" She leaned forward, pressing a soft, long kiss so she could curl deeper inside Evony and feel her gasp. The Morrigan moaned, pressing up against her. Lauren slid out, grabbing onto Evony's hips so she wouldn't drop back.
"You're a bitch."
"Language. I didn't say anything like that and you were far crueler."
"No, you just went," Evony stopped, looking at Lauren for a second before she let out a sharp moan, biting her lip, arching against Lauren as if she was teetering on the edge again. Lauren felt her mind stop, staring as the woman's eyes flickered open, brows pressing together. "E-Ev-o-ny, please. Just-just once. Please, I-I ca-an't!" Relaxing, she grinned up at Lauren. "Was I close?"
Lauren had stopped thinking entirely. Her whole body had paused, frozen in the moment as she fumbled. "What?"
"Should I do a repeat performance?"
Lauren shook her head dumbly. Moving on the bed, she felt a flush heat over her skin. Reaching down, she snapped at the garter belt, undoing it before she tossed it away. The scrap of silk underwear was torn down Evony's thigh, catching around her ankles before Lauren tugged, discarding it away. "Spread your legs." Evony laughed, obeying as she leant back.
"What now, Doctor?"
Lauren looked at her, smirking as she leant forward. It took three fingers and a tongue pushing back against the clitoral hood to have Evony release the most pleading, involuntary sound that was almost there. Almost.
Lauren could see Evony's abdomen tensing as she took a breath, just before and held it in a cry, her heel digging into Lauren's back. "Say please," Lauren teased. Evony's heel dug harder, tugging her closer.
"J-je t'emmerde."
Rude. The stutter however? Lauren chuckled before she made Evony cry out, her body arching as "Yes, yes!" Turned to a long, high cry. The sound cut off, Evony tensed before she breathed out sharp, heavy breathes and pulled away. Sliding out Lauren dropped her hand wetly on her hip and moved up to lie next to her.
Evony laughed, "You, are the best decision I've ever made."
"Having sex with me?"
"Mm, getting to know you, hiring you. Take your pick. I appreciate your existence."
"I think that's just the good sex talking."
"Probably."
Slowly, the Morrigan rolled her head, looking at her. "We should discuss safe words."
Lauren blinked, pulling a pillow down to lie her head on. "Now?"
"It's a good time as any."
"Did I over steps bounds?"
"No. It's just a good thing to have as we progress further. Or," she said, rolling, so she was half lying on Lauren, her leg pressing between Lauren's. "You could tell me what you like."
"So you can use it against me?"
"Yes. I want to make every single fantasy you have come true and never let you come in a single one… Well, maybe a few. We'll see how you fair." She smiled softly, leaning in to kiss Lauren softly. "Tell me your dirtiest fantasy."