Something She Can Know (Liz/Claire)
Title: Something She Can Know
Prompt: femslash100 #192: crazy
Fandom: 30 Rock
Pairing: Liz/Claire
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 246
Summary: Liz now knows what Jack meant. Set post-"The One With the Cast of Night Court."
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
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Liz now knows what Jack meant about having sex with crazy women. Or a crazy woman. And Liz never thought she'd have sex with any woman, let alone an emotionally unstable one, but here she is, hands flat on the desk and hips tilted back as Claire pushes three fingers inside her. Claire bites her shoulder as she starts to fuck her, sucks on the back of her neck as she slides her other hand down Liz's stomach. The feel of Claire's fingers pumping in and out of her couples with the firm pressure against her clit, and... holy crap. She's almost screaming when she comes, but at least no one's around to hear her.
She keeps moaning and gasping as Claire caresses her thighs. God. What is she doing? How did she become someone who can't control herself when it comes to sex? How did she become Jack? How did she become a dude?
"I told you it would be fun to have sex in Jack's office."
Liz tries to recall how many times she's heard the word 'fun' misused in the past four days, and then she thinks, oh God, she just had sex in Jack's office. What's wrong with her?
So many things.
There's still a cheerful tone to Claire's voice when, hands on Liz's breasts, she says, "You know what we should do now? Break into Jack's apartment and get naked on his kitchen table. Wouldn't that be fun?"
But Claire is more screwed up. At least there's that.
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Prompt: femslash100 #192: crazy
Fandom: 30 Rock
Pairing: Liz/Claire
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 246
Summary: Liz now knows what Jack meant. Set post-"The One With the Cast of Night Court."
Disclaimer: Not mine. Don't sue.
*
Liz now knows what Jack meant about having sex with crazy women. Or a crazy woman. And Liz never thought she'd have sex with any woman, let alone an emotionally unstable one, but here she is, hands flat on the desk and hips tilted back as Claire pushes three fingers inside her. Claire bites her shoulder as she starts to fuck her, sucks on the back of her neck as she slides her other hand down Liz's stomach. The feel of Claire's fingers pumping in and out of her couples with the firm pressure against her clit, and... holy crap. She's almost screaming when she comes, but at least no one's around to hear her.
She keeps moaning and gasping as Claire caresses her thighs. God. What is she doing? How did she become someone who can't control herself when it comes to sex? How did she become Jack? How did she become a dude?
"I told you it would be fun to have sex in Jack's office."
Liz tries to recall how many times she's heard the word 'fun' misused in the past four days, and then she thinks, oh God, she just had sex in Jack's office. What's wrong with her?
So many things.
There's still a cheerful tone to Claire's voice when, hands on Liz's breasts, she says, "You know what we should do now? Break into Jack's apartment and get naked on his kitchen table. Wouldn't that be fun?"
But Claire is more screwed up. At least there's that.
END