The worst form of torture
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madame_dennaPairing: Denna/Kahlan
Word count: ~450
Warnings: none
Rating: NC-17
Written for:
legendland (Challenge 35: Legendland Marathon - Fanfiction)
Drabble: IV/X
Prompt: 'lips'
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
A/N: I call it my personal 'darkfest'...
"Your lips are trembling Kahlan."
With a small hint of curiosity playing across her features, Denna looks down at her from her position above, meeting Kahlan's gaze, the physical exhaustion straining her voice into a nearly breathless whisper.
"Tell me why."
Pale skin of her chest is glistering with a fine sheen of sweat, shoulder blades lift off the damp sheets. Moaning loudly, Kahlan forces herself more urgently down on Denna's hand between her legs. The dark sheets are soft against her bruised skin and Kahlan wonders how and when her life has changed from endless, agonizing pain to blazing pleasure. Deep down, in one of the darkest corners of her mind, which she tries to tell herself doesn't exist anymore, Kahlan knows, she shouldn't enjoy the feeling of Denna's fingers pushing inside her, that she shouldn't moan like a whore at every thrust.
"Is it because you enjoy what I am doing to you?" Denna breathes against her neck, her tongue drawing a pattern over salty skin. She already knows Kahlan's answer to her question, but she wants Kahlan to say it out loud.
Kahlan only nods, writhing against Denna’s body, while her hands reach behind her, seeking the wooden headboard for more leverage. Denna murmurs her consent, when Kahlan’s legs close around her waist, pulling her tighter and her fingers deeper inside. Denna still trains her, but not as viciously as before. Not since Denna has realized how to break her, and so she does, every night.
"Mother Confessor," Denna thoroughly enjoys the wince crossing Kahlan's features at the title, the pained expression that brings the brunette back to a reality she wants so badly to dismiss, "tell me how much you want this. Tell me .. how much you want me, how much you want to please me.."
Unshed tears brim in her eyes, but Kahlan can't lie to Denna anymore, only because it would be easier that way and the words are more moaned than spoken, "more than anything." With a loud groan, Kahlan's nails dig into the wood of the beds headboard, as Denna shoves her roughly over the edge,
When she comes down from her high and her breath begins to even out, Kahlan realizes that when Denna makes her beg for her touch and it feels like Kahlan is drowning in her own shame of what has become of her, that no slap of Denna's Agiel could ever bring her as much pain. Her Mistress is a clever woman; Kahlan studies her, as Denna wipes the wetness on her fingers off at Kahlan's stomach.
Denna has chosen the the worst possible form of torture that there is: making her want it.
Word count: ~450
Warnings: none
Rating: NC-17
Written for:
legendland (Challenge 35: Legendland Marathon - Fanfiction)Drabble: IV/X
Prompt: 'lips'
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
A/N: I call it my personal 'darkfest'...
"Your lips are trembling Kahlan."
With a small hint of curiosity playing across her features, Denna looks down at her from her position above, meeting Kahlan's gaze, the physical exhaustion straining her voice into a nearly breathless whisper.
"Tell me why."
Pale skin of her chest is glistering with a fine sheen of sweat, shoulder blades lift off the damp sheets. Moaning loudly, Kahlan forces herself more urgently down on Denna's hand between her legs. The dark sheets are soft against her bruised skin and Kahlan wonders how and when her life has changed from endless, agonizing pain to blazing pleasure. Deep down, in one of the darkest corners of her mind, which she tries to tell herself doesn't exist anymore, Kahlan knows, she shouldn't enjoy the feeling of Denna's fingers pushing inside her, that she shouldn't moan like a whore at every thrust.
"Is it because you enjoy what I am doing to you?" Denna breathes against her neck, her tongue drawing a pattern over salty skin. She already knows Kahlan's answer to her question, but she wants Kahlan to say it out loud.
Kahlan only nods, writhing against Denna’s body, while her hands reach behind her, seeking the wooden headboard for more leverage. Denna murmurs her consent, when Kahlan’s legs close around her waist, pulling her tighter and her fingers deeper inside. Denna still trains her, but not as viciously as before. Not since Denna has realized how to break her, and so she does, every night.
"Mother Confessor," Denna thoroughly enjoys the wince crossing Kahlan's features at the title, the pained expression that brings the brunette back to a reality she wants so badly to dismiss, "tell me how much you want this. Tell me .. how much you want me, how much you want to please me.."
Unshed tears brim in her eyes, but Kahlan can't lie to Denna anymore, only because it would be easier that way and the words are more moaned than spoken, "more than anything." With a loud groan, Kahlan's nails dig into the wood of the beds headboard, as Denna shoves her roughly over the edge,
When she comes down from her high and her breath begins to even out, Kahlan realizes that when Denna makes her beg for her touch and it feels like Kahlan is drowning in her own shame of what has become of her, that no slap of Denna's Agiel could ever bring her as much pain. Her Mistress is a clever woman; Kahlan studies her, as Denna wipes the wetness on her fingers off at Kahlan's stomach.
Denna has chosen the the worst possible form of torture that there is: making her want it.
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Date: 2013-04-14 06:16 pm (UTC)In the Night) and one for Denna/Cara/Kahlan (
Unbound), which is also akljflkadjl. (Though her Cara/Denna fics have me sobbing and pledging my undying loyalty and love to this pairing xD) I also would rec Innocence is a Lie from Ivanolix it's great too. If you not already did, you should check out the
I can understand your definition of OTP's, it's not always that simple to say.
Haha :) Okay you had me at "ended up Denna's pets" - if a fic has Denna in it, I NEED to read it!! It sounds very intriguing and I'll definitely check it out
and stalk your journal while being there..There is a Denna/Lauren fic out there which is smoking, would that be sth you'd read too?Yeah I know, I believe the thing is NOT to think about it and just to write. And you're welcome - any time :)
Don't you dare to apologize for writing a novel! xD LOVE IT!
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Date: 2013-04-14 06:36 pm (UTC)Heee, yes. :)
Oooops, sorry, no, the fic doesn't actually have Denna in it (she gets mentioned, but just briefly), just Dahlia and Lauren. :/ But now I really want to write some Denna/Lauren. Hmmmmm. I do have things in my head. :)
You're welcome to stalk my journal though, I stalked yours already too, I totally need to comment on those awesome leather posts. :)OMG YESSSS YES YES! Well, as long as it's not too ~romantic, I really can't see those two in a romantic setting. :DI totally need to learn that. And knowing that there's someone who's actually willing to read it and would probably like it is definitely a good motivation, so YAY! Thanks! :D
Heeee, that's good. I'm rambly. :D