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madame_denna) wrote2011-09-18 07:37 pm
madame_denna) wrote2011-09-18 07:37 pm
Tight
Pairing: Cara/Denna
Rating: R
Words: ~580
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
seeker_kinkmeme,
Prompt: tight space
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
*click*
“You shouldn’t have forced me in here!“
„So you could have destroyed all evidence, of you being involved in some way?! Sure.“
„At least I would have had time to unlock the door before then. Now we are stuck in this room.” Denna rolled her eyes. “Probably for hours.“
“What purpose serves a room with such a small proportions anyway?” Cara questioned her former Sister suspiciously, as both of them stood facing each other. Red-leather was scratching over the black smooth fabric of Denna's black dress with every breath Cara took.
“Well...", Denna played absentmindedly with a strand of her platinum blond hair, until she lazily replied, staring up into Cara's blazing green eyes “...in a brothel, some are badly in need to be...”
Cara hold up her hand, “Never mind!”, forestalling any attempt of Denna to finish. Cara tried to turn around but couldn't, only pressing more against the woman in front of her. She grabbed Denna by her shoulders and shoved her sideways, turning both of them at the same time in the smallest of all rooms, until Cara was facing the door, only with Denna now in between. “We need to open that door.”
“There is no way to do that from inside. I made personally sure of that. Mord'Sith inspected and approved, if you would like to say so.” Denna smirked.
Cara's brow arched up. “You won't want me to reply to that Denna.” Cara pulled the blonde in closer, like for a hug, gaining more space, then started to rattle at the doorknob.
Denna suddenly hissed through clenched teeth, her body pressed more firmly into Cara's and their eyes met.
“What is it?”
“Your agiel...” Denna swallowed hard.
“..is touching me.” An urging brow rose, underlining her statement.
“I have not very much moving range to avoid that”, Cara stated oblivious to Denna's meaning as she worked at the door more harshly, trying to open it somehow.
Denna gripped Cara's chin, fingers dug deep into tanned skin, and forced her to meet eyes with her again. “You don't understand.”
Her voice dropped a few shades deeper. “Your. Agiel. Is. Touching. Me.”
Cara's eyes wandered down the length of Denna's body to see where exactly her Agiel was touching the blonde. As her eyes traveled back up, she caught Denna's gaze and her stoic expression broke into a smug grin.
“Don't pretend that you don't like it there”, she said while thrusting her hip playfully forward pushing the agiel even more between Denna's legs, while pulling her closer.
“I wouldn't even try”, Denna forced out, moaning through her quiet gasps of pain. “Stop it now, or the locked door will soon be the least of your worries.”
“You dare to threaten me, Denna?” Cara's eyes narrowed, as her hand glided into Denna's lush hair, then tightened her grip. “Unwise in your current position.”
Denna leaned in, her lips hovering over Cara's, her hot breath brushed against red taunting lips, “Punish me then,” she breathed, her tongue flickered out and grazed Cara's flesh, “with all severity required”.
Cara smiled, tight and cold, and reached down, gripping the shaft of the agiel, her body tingled at the pain it was causing, her other hand let go of Denna's hair and opened the fastening of her dress.
“With pleasure.”
Rating: R
Words: ~580
Warnings: none
Summary: Written for
seeker_kinkmeme,Prompt: tight space
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. They are not mine and - of course no money is made.
*click*
“You shouldn’t have forced me in here!“
„So you could have destroyed all evidence, of you being involved in some way?! Sure.“
„At least I would have had time to unlock the door before then. Now we are stuck in this room.” Denna rolled her eyes. “Probably for hours.“
“What purpose serves a room with such a small proportions anyway?” Cara questioned her former Sister suspiciously, as both of them stood facing each other. Red-leather was scratching over the black smooth fabric of Denna's black dress with every breath Cara took.
“Well...", Denna played absentmindedly with a strand of her platinum blond hair, until she lazily replied, staring up into Cara's blazing green eyes “...in a brothel, some are badly in need to be...”
Cara hold up her hand, “Never mind!”, forestalling any attempt of Denna to finish. Cara tried to turn around but couldn't, only pressing more against the woman in front of her. She grabbed Denna by her shoulders and shoved her sideways, turning both of them at the same time in the smallest of all rooms, until Cara was facing the door, only with Denna now in between. “We need to open that door.”
“There is no way to do that from inside. I made personally sure of that. Mord'Sith inspected and approved, if you would like to say so.” Denna smirked.
Cara's brow arched up. “You won't want me to reply to that Denna.” Cara pulled the blonde in closer, like for a hug, gaining more space, then started to rattle at the doorknob.
Denna suddenly hissed through clenched teeth, her body pressed more firmly into Cara's and their eyes met.
“What is it?”
“Your agiel...” Denna swallowed hard.
“..is touching me.” An urging brow rose, underlining her statement.
“I have not very much moving range to avoid that”, Cara stated oblivious to Denna's meaning as she worked at the door more harshly, trying to open it somehow.
Denna gripped Cara's chin, fingers dug deep into tanned skin, and forced her to meet eyes with her again. “You don't understand.”
Her voice dropped a few shades deeper. “Your. Agiel. Is. Touching. Me.”
Cara's eyes wandered down the length of Denna's body to see where exactly her Agiel was touching the blonde. As her eyes traveled back up, she caught Denna's gaze and her stoic expression broke into a smug grin.
“Don't pretend that you don't like it there”, she said while thrusting her hip playfully forward pushing the agiel even more between Denna's legs, while pulling her closer.
“I wouldn't even try”, Denna forced out, moaning through her quiet gasps of pain. “Stop it now, or the locked door will soon be the least of your worries.”
“You dare to threaten me, Denna?” Cara's eyes narrowed, as her hand glided into Denna's lush hair, then tightened her grip. “Unwise in your current position.”
Denna leaned in, her lips hovering over Cara's, her hot breath brushed against red taunting lips, “Punish me then,” she breathed, her tongue flickered out and grazed Cara's flesh, “with all severity required”.
Cara smiled, tight and cold, and reached down, gripping the shaft of the agiel, her body tingled at the pain it was causing, her other hand let go of Denna's hair and opened the fastening of her dress.
“With pleasure.”
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This part really got me: “Punish me then,” she breathed, her tongue flickered out and grazed Cara's flesh, “with all severity required”. GUH.
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Like tequilajuju I loved that Cara didn´t even think about sex in their lil prison, but then "haphazardly" Denna is taking the chance... :)
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What was I saying?
Uh...
I was something witty, I swear.
*drools more*
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How i love Denna and Cara. Of all mord'sith i do believe they'd be the best together.
Great work. :)
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You're so right!! The fit really good together, I guess it's because they are both the alpha-Mord'Sith in some way ;) Thank you for commenting and I'm glad that you liked it, even when it ended that way ;)