Drabbletag5, Orphan Black, Marian/Rachel, spanking
Title: Slight of the Hand
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Orphan Black
Pairing: Marian/Rachel
Rating: R
Word Count: 175
Prompt: Spanking
Summary: Marian's hand comes across her ass, three times in quick succession...
Marian's hand comes across her ass, three times in quick succession, the sting almost immediate, not even giving her skin enough to lessen to a dull throbbing.
Rachel grips her silk duvet tightly in her hands, her knuckles white. She's biting her lip now (wait, when had that started?), not hard enough to bleed, but you wouldn't be able to tell, not with the color of lipstick to was wearing.
She had no doubt her cheeks were several shades of red of their own. But, no bruises, surely--
--Marian's hand again, first across the top of thighs, then her ass again, the sting--
Rachel shudders and shifts her body on the bedspread, her teeth still biting into herself, will not yelp.
Suddenly there not one hand, but two, grabbing her hips, and pulling her back to where she was before. "Oh no, you don't, honey," a soothing, but edgy voice says from behind her. "A little while longer, won't you?"
Rachel huffs, and says something for the first time in the last twenty minutes. "Fine."
Author: Temari778
Fandom: Orphan Black
Pairing: Marian/Rachel
Rating: R
Word Count: 175
Prompt: Spanking
Summary: Marian's hand comes across her ass, three times in quick succession...
Marian's hand comes across her ass, three times in quick succession, the sting almost immediate, not even giving her skin enough to lessen to a dull throbbing.
Rachel grips her silk duvet tightly in her hands, her knuckles white. She's biting her lip now (wait, when had that started?), not hard enough to bleed, but you wouldn't be able to tell, not with the color of lipstick to was wearing.
She had no doubt her cheeks were several shades of red of their own. But, no bruises, surely--
--Marian's hand again, first across the top of thighs, then her ass again, the sting--
Rachel shudders and shifts her body on the bedspread, her teeth still biting into herself, will not yelp.
Suddenly there not one hand, but two, grabbing her hips, and pulling her back to where she was before. "Oh no, you don't, honey," a soothing, but edgy voice says from behind her. "A little while longer, won't you?"
Rachel huffs, and says something for the first time in the last twenty minutes. "Fine."