Warnings: TRIGGERS IN THIS CHAPTER!TRIGGER WARNING! TRIGGER WARNING! TRIGGER WARNING! CONTAINS SCENES OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, RAPE, AND MURDER. Chapter contains a homosexual incestual relationship and sexual content between two women. If you don't like it, don't read it.
Rating: M
Summary:. What happens when she gets her wish and Tegan finds herself in an alternate reality where Sara is her girlfriend, and not her sister? Will be a LONG fic, updated often.
A/N: Procrastination update! Really it's just smut. Doubt any of y'all'll complain though. As always, Read. Review. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: COMPLETELY FICTIONAL!
In case you missed it: TRIGGER WARNING! CONTAINS SCENES OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE, RAPE, AND MURDER.
Chapter 20 – Jack Rabbit
Tegan's POV
I looked at the clock and blinked. 6am. I turned back over to Sara, who was knee deep in Back in Your Head. I sighed, and tried to focus on my guitar playing. My eyes drooped. She finished the song, and I sighed heavily.
"Sare, I think you're good." I told her, yawning
"One more time" she insisted, starting up again.
I shook my head "Come on Sara, you've played through the set list 3 times, flawlessly. We still haven't packed."
She groaned and grit her teeth "Lets pack, get on the bus, sleep, and we can go over it again in the time remaining to get there."
I put my guitar in its case and walked over, rubbing up and down her arms and kissing her cheek "Please? I can't do it again. I'm gonna go crazy"
She sighed and took off her guitar, leaning in to give me a kiss. Just before our lips connected, she murmured "Just for you". Then she kissed me softly, pulling away and yawning herself.
I sighed in relief and walked back into the equipment room.
"Okay, two hours to pack gear and our stuff" I sighed, feeling overwhelmed.
I took a deep breath and started to pull stuff off the shelves.
"Sara. Can you go start packing clothes and stuff?" I called out.
"Alright. Make sure to grab my Gibson!" she called back.
I smiled, having already pulled it off the shelf.
A few hours later, we were on the bus, all the gear stowed underneath. Sara handed me my backpack, that she'd packed perfectly. I opened it and smiled when it looked like I'd packed it myself, only a hundred times neater. I leaned over and kissed her cheek.
"Thanks, babe." I told her.
We settled into the couch, me snuggling into her shoulder, my feet tucked under me as the driver stopped to pick up each of the boys. I had closed my eyes, and could hear their faint voices in my lucid state. Sara seemed wide awake, combing her fingers through my hair. Her voice transcended the rest of them, cutting through the fog in my half asleep state.
"She can't actually fall asleep with all this noise. Johnny, could you?" I heard her ask, and soon I was being picked up by strong arms, and carried.
She really did know me too well. Her voice started to get further away as I was carried towards the back of the bus.
"Yeah. Bad wife, I know. I made her stay up all night going over the set list with me." Sara noted. Everyone chuckled at her and teased her.
I felt the bed suck me in, heard Johnny leave, then felt Sara's hands on my back. She unsnapped my bra and gently pulled it off from under my shirt. I felt her shiver as she came into contact with the side of my breast. Had I been less tired, I would have responded, but I really was practically asleep. My limbs were like lead, my brain starting to drift. Sara kissed the side of my face and lingered for a moment. She stood up and I hear a bag unzip, then moments later my shirt was being pulled over my head. I my arms flailed in my semi-slumber, and lips found my bare back before new material covered my exposed skin. Sara. It smelt like Sara. She kissed my cheek again, and pulled the blankets all the way up before walking out. I couldn't hold on anymore, and fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up to the distant sound of Sara playing Feel it in your Bones. I stretched awkwardly, then stood up. I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering. Uh oh. It's not particularly cold on the bus. Usually when this happens it means I'm getting sick. I walked to the bags on the dresser and grabbed one of Sara's big sweaters, pulling it over my head and hugging myself again before opening the door, and making my way to the front of the bus. I sat down next to Hunter who sighed and looked at me.
"Well good morning!" he smiled.
I chuckled "We didn't sleep last night." I looked over at Sara, who'd started the song again. She was completely focused on it. "How long has she been doing that?" I asked.
Hunter sighed "Ted tried taking the guitar away about 3 hours ago and got bitched at. She's been non stop since you went to sleep."
I groaned and leaned my head onto his shoulder. He looked at me and got worried.
"Tegan, are you okay?" he asked.
"I think I'm getting sick" I told him.
He shook his head. Sick on tour isn't a good combination. Especially before the tour even starts. Good news was, it pulled Sara out of her own little world. She stopped playing and looked up at me. The moment she put the guitar down, Johnny swiped it.
"There is a god! I swear if I hear Walking with a Ghost one more time before the show, my head is going to explode!" he exclaimed.
Sara, ignored him as she walked over and put a hand to my forehead, then trailed it down to my cheek.
"You're a little warm. Lets get you back in bed." She suggested, taking my hands in her own. I stood up and followed her into the back room again. She backed me up, until I was seated on the bed.
"Why didn't you tell me you weren't feeling well?" she asked.
I shrugged "I was fine, I just woke up cold and feeling a little fuzzy." I paused "Sara, if I'm sick you shouldn't be near me. You can't get sick."
She shook her head "Emy's got me on goliath doses of vitamin C and Echinacea. I'll be fine"
She grabbed both my shirts from the hem, and pulled them over my head.
"Besides, I could use the sleep." She smiled as she spoke, then unbuttoned my pants, gliding them off, leaving me in just my boyshorts. I crawled under the covers, shivering and curling on my side as she stripped down to her boxers. My shivering didn't last long, because soon I was being pulled onto her, my cheek against the bare skin of her chest. I flung a leg over hers, and cuddled in. I sighed happily as her arms wrapped around me, warming me to the depth of my being. I moaned and she kissed my forehead, pulling the blankets over both of us. I placed an open palm over her baby bump, rubbing it gently.
"You're gonna be such a good mom" I whispered.
She smiled and kissed my head "And you're gonna be a wonderful…umm…Tegan, what do you want to be?"
I thought for a moment and realized that I hadn't thought of that before. "I want to be with you. And I want us both to be asleep."
She chuckled, a laugh I could feel vibrate her body. It made me smile. I focused on my hand on her. I kissed the skin of her chest. There was nothing quite like being skin on skin with Sara. We melted together. Like our skin warmed to the point of turning to liquid, and mixing together, pulling us into one. Sara started to gently scratch my back and I let out another moan.
"Careful Tiger, I may come just from that moan." She mentioned with a smile in her voice.
I smiled and moaned again.
"C'mon, now you're teasing me." She whimpered.
I looked up, and into her eyes. I saw the need there. I saw the lust. I felt her wiggle underneath me, flt the flush in her skin. I rolled onto her, propping myself up on my hands. I bit my labaret as she panted.
"That is so sexy" she said breathlessly.
"Do you want me?" I asked her, searching her eyes.
There was no hesitation this time "Yes." She said, planting her palms firmly on the back of my neck and bringing me down to kiss me. I felt my body surge to life as the shock traveled through my body. Sara moved her legs, so that my thigh was between them. She grinded into me, letting out a soft moan as she kissed me deeply. I could feel the fire in her core. She wanted me badly. So, so badly. I backed up still.
"Sara. Stop for a minute. Are you sure you're ready?" I asked
I got a nod as she lifted herself back up to meet my lips. I pushed her away again.
"You can stop me at any time, okay? No hard feelings."
She nodded and kissed me again, this time I let myself fall into it, my thigh coming down to meet her soaked boxers. I couldn't help but moan. But before I had a chance to do more, she'd flipped us, and she pinned my arms to the bed, sucking on my neck as one hand went to massage a breast. I arched my back. Her warm palms on my cold skin drove my wild. I inhaled sharply and felt myself pool. My breasts are super sensitive. She knows this.
Those hot lips trail down my collarbone, to my breast, gently nipping at the skin, making me squirm, until she takes one of my nipples into her mouth. I whimper and her free hand covers my mouth, letting go of my nipple she looks at me and puts her index finger over her mouth. Oh right, we're on the tour bus. The boys are in the other room. I felt a new excitement surge through me at the prospect of getting caught in the act with Sara.
Just as I thought about it, my nipple was being attacked by a hot, wet tongue and I shuddered. Sara's hand started to rub me through the boyshorts I'd effectively soaked. I bit my bottom lip again, as she moved to the other nipple, working her hand up the elastic leg, and coming into contact with my slit for the first time in nearly three months. I opened my mouth to let out a cry, but stifled it in time. My breath started to heave, causing my breasts to push further into Sara. She used her free hand to massage the lonely one. I pulled her face up to me, kissing her hard through my pants. I crashed our lips together, not able to kiss her hard enough. I ran my hands through her hair, and down her back, pulling her closer. I wrapped my legs around her back, forcing her center into mine. I couldn't help my hips thrusting. Her pubic bone started to come into contact with my clit that was quickly filling with blood. I threw my head back, feeling the veins of my throat popping out. I felt her smile against my throat as her licked over their protrusions.
My need quickly grew as her scent surrounded me. I could smell both of our wetness at this point. Sara could too. I saw her melt before stopping the thrusting motion, and sitting up to loop her thumbs in the waistband of my underwear, pulling them off. She quickly rid herself of her boxers, and her fingers found my clit. I gasped as her hand covered my mouth before being replaced by her lips.
Then, our eyes locked and I felt the passion hit its peak. It's amazing how looking into her eyes can just do it for me. I bit her bottom lip gently, as her index and middle finger gently rubbed circles on my nub. Electricity traveled up its shaft, into my stomach. I gulped and froze against her lips, my toes curling. She slowly pulled away for a moment and pushed the hair back on my forehead. Her eyes softened.
"You okay Do you want me to stop?" she asked.
My heart fell out of my chest. I'd forgotten that I needed to be checked in with too. Sara hadn't. Here she was, making sure I was okay. I smiled and nodded.
"More. Please babe. I want you inside of me." I shivered out.
"I thought you'd never ask." She smiled and kissed my cheek, aiming lower. She gently ran my labia through her thumb and forefinger.
"God, you're so swollen and so wet!" She whispered.
I whimpered and nodded, hugging her close and tickling her ear with my words "You do this to me."
She pressed her middle finger to my entrance, gently sliding it in. I bit the inside of my cheek as my stomach lit on fire.
"God, Tegan! You're so tight!" she reveled in delight.
I nodded as she kept sliding that one digit into me. I tensed and had the hardest time holding in the moan once she got knuckle deep. I opened my eyes to see Sara's look of pure ecstasy. She was loving this. She'd always loved being inside of me. There's only one thing she'd love more than this right now. I was gonna give it to her.
"Babe, stop." I told her.
She looked up at me worried. "Did I hurt you? Oh god teegs, we can stop. Baby. I'm sorry" she panicked.
I smiled and shook my head, pulling her into me to whisper in her ear again "Did you bring it?" I felt the corners of her lips raise against my cheek as she nodded. "Do you want to be inside of me?" I asked and she nodded again.
"But love, you're really tight. I don't want to hurt you." She worried, putting her free hand flat on my chest, the other hand still one finger inside of me. I grinded against the finger and moaned softly.
"I want to feel you like that. I want to feel you move ontop of me, inside of me. I want to make you come like that."
I saw her throat bob as she gulped. I was giving her visuals. Sara loved visuals. She nodded and reached into the nightstand, still keeping the finger inside of me. She curled it up quickly as she opened the drawer. I jumped and let out the longest whisper moan. I took one of her breasts into my hand and squeezed it softly, causing her to move a little quicker. She pulled out the toy, and put it on the bed, then looked at me, slowly starting to move her finger in and out. I could feel my walls gripping her tightly and I held my breath. She slowly pulled out and added a second finger, making my skin cover in sweat as she inched them in again.
"Fuck, Sara. Please!" I begged.
She nodded, but instead of abandoning my core, she slid down, taking the feeldoe with her. I started to onder what she was doing when I felt her tongue against my folds.
"Fuck!" I cried out, before I had a chance to remember where we were.
She laughed and ran a hand over my thigh. "You like that babe?" she teased with her sexy voice.
I nodded, keeping my eyes shut. I felt her tongue glide up me again and my legs shook. Then, she sucked in my clit and I couldn't help ball the sheets in my hands and squeeze, my abs contracting. Her hand immediately flew from my thigh, up to my clenched stomach. I felt her smile. Did Sara have a thing for my abs? Was that a thing? Did I even have abs? All I knew was that her hand holding me down like that felt fantastic.
I felt the chill when her mouth left me, but was quickly warmed by her lips on mine. Hello sweetness, tasting myself on her. She pressed the tip to my entrance and wrapped her hands on my ass, gently lifting my hips to her. I opened my eyes to watch her face. I felt the first gently push and whimpered as I already started to contract. She was dragging against my fleshy walls with her entrance and it felt like warm honey. She reached out and laced our fingers together as I saw her face contort. She stopped there, trying to catch her breath.
"You're sublime. Holy fucking shit Tegan." She chanted at me in a low, husky voice. She ran her hands from around my ass, up my body. She rubbed every inch of my stomach, and breasts, up and down. I watched her eyes roam me. Like I said, Sara loved visuals. I could feel her twitch inside of me, as she contracted around the toy. She collapsed ontop of me, shuddering against my body. She was coming. She was coming just from looking at me, and knowing she was inside of me. Holy shit, Sara. I held her tightly and she bit into my shoulder, as I felt the vibrations of a scream in my flesh. The sound was dissolved into my skin and muscle, and bone. I felt the vibrating all around me. She finished, but didn't take even a moment to recover.
She started moving her hips, pressing deeper into me. I wrapped my heels around her lower back, pulling her deeper. There should have been pain but there wasn't. There was just me, needing her deep inside of me. She bit a little harder, as she pushed passed the tightness. I felt her drip onto me once we connected completely. My legs quivered. The next drip from her landed on my clit and I exploded. My fingertips dug into her as she whispered in my ear.
"I can feel you coming, Teegs. Holy shit babe. This one's strong. Oh fuck. I'm gonna.."
She joined me, and I felt the muscles in my body rip from the tension. My hips bucked wildly as that warm honey through my body boiled and rolled around, sweetening every inch of me.
"Fuck me! Fuck Sara!" I begged, quietly.
I felt her start to buck in and out, and felt the drag and pull, and clench of each movement. My orgasm didn't stop. It ripped through me. I felt like she was turning me inside out. I just took it. I let the intensity roll me to what I thought was the edge of death and I didn't care. She kissed me quickly, our bodies now both slick from the heat between us. I could hear myself eagerly slurping her back in, then it all started to fade quickly as I blacked out.
I came to, with Sara gently pressing a cool towel to my forehead. She was fully dressed and the boys were all huddled around me. I looked down to see that I was in a zip up hoody and felt material on my bum. Sara'd dressed me. I groaned and looked up at her.
"Hey there Teegs" she bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing.
The boys weren't doing so well at holding back. I blushed a deep shade of red before Sara shot them an angry glance. They all gulped simultaneously and stopped. Sara turned back to me and wiped my face.
"Do you remember anything?" she asked.
I nodded "you umm…"
Her eyes went wide and she nodded "After? Do you remember me trying to wake you up?"
I shook my head.
"How are you feeling?" she asked.
A sly grin crept across my face "Great"
The boys burst out laughing this time, and all filed out of the room to avoid Sara's wrath. I looked at her.
"Really, Sare I'm fine. That was just…holy shit intense."
It was Sara's turn to laugh "Did I just fuck you into a coma?"
I bit my lip and nodded, chuckling myself before wrapping my arms around her neck and hugging her.
"Best coma ever!"I told her, holding on tightly, pulling her back down to bed with me. I kissed her forehead and wrapped her completely into me "You, darling need to sleep."
She nodded "I know, you just…worried me. You were out for like 20 minutes"
"Well baby, you just rocked my world I think I'm allowed a nap after that"
I felt Sara laugh as she wrapped her arms around me and snuggled deep. I knew we'd get teased like crazy by the band later. Me especially, and I didn't care. My body was still tingly. I could feel the tenderness in my crotch and knew it'd hurt later. Maybe I could get Sara to kiss it better. I smiled and turned off the lamp, snuggling in with her. We'd be in Calgary in a few hours, at grandma and grandpa's, and we had a show tonight. Despite my laziness today, those last Olympics had taken a lot out of me. Holy shit Sara. No one can do me like you do.
How had anyone ever let you go? I watched her sleep, and kissed her eyes gently. You're smart, you're gorgeous, you're the sweetest person I know. You communicate, you're honest, you're incredibly talented AND you fuck like a jackrabbit. What could ever be missing? How could anyone ever think that they could do better? Well, whatever it was they were missing, I'm sure happy they never stayed. Because in the end, it's us. In the end, you're mine. Just like you'd always meant to be. And I'm all yours. I gave her one last kiss on the face before closing my eyes and letting sleep come.