Drabbletag5, Orphan Black, Angie/Alison, car sex
Title: Forward and Sideways
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Orphan Black
Pairing: Angie/Alison
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Car sex
Word Count: 219
Summary: Alison decides to do something not on the schedule.
"Oh fuck!" Angie's back arches up off the seat, her words sounding as if she were being strangled.
Despite being a minivan, the backseat was not as wide as they would like it to be.
Alison smirks down at her, her finger still inside Angie. "Like that, did you?"
Angie chuckles meanly at her, her knee digging into Alison's armpit. "You seem quite skilled at this."
Alison regards her carefully. "What do you mean by that?"
Angie snorts. "What I meant, was that I was under the impression you don't let Donnie get in your pants very often."
Alison purses her lips thoughtfully, slides in another finger. Angie gasps and curses again, followed by a series of moans as she begins to slide in and out of her.
"It's true," Alison says, focused on Angie's swollen breasts, "He has to work for it, and even when he does, it's hard to be attracted to him these days." It was a pity, really.
Angie starts up again, breathless. "Is...that why...you're having...an affair?"
Alison shrugs, her dark hair falling like a curtain, hiding her face from the side. "That. And I'm getting bored with all the routines in my life." Angie is warm and slippery, and the smell of sweat is thick. "It was time for a detour."
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Orphan Black
Pairing: Angie/Alison
Rating: NC-17
Prompt: Car sex
Word Count: 219
Summary: Alison decides to do something not on the schedule.
"Oh fuck!" Angie's back arches up off the seat, her words sounding as if she were being strangled.
Despite being a minivan, the backseat was not as wide as they would like it to be.
Alison smirks down at her, her finger still inside Angie. "Like that, did you?"
Angie chuckles meanly at her, her knee digging into Alison's armpit. "You seem quite skilled at this."
Alison regards her carefully. "What do you mean by that?"
Angie snorts. "What I meant, was that I was under the impression you don't let Donnie get in your pants very often."
Alison purses her lips thoughtfully, slides in another finger. Angie gasps and curses again, followed by a series of moans as she begins to slide in and out of her.
"It's true," Alison says, focused on Angie's swollen breasts, "He has to work for it, and even when he does, it's hard to be attracted to him these days." It was a pity, really.
Angie starts up again, breathless. "Is...that why...you're having...an affair?"
Alison shrugs, her dark hair falling like a curtain, hiding her face from the side. "That. And I'm getting bored with all the routines in my life." Angie is warm and slippery, and the smell of sweat is thick. "It was time for a detour."