Stepping Stone: Parts XVII & XVIII
X-Over: Devil Wears Prada & Damages
Pairings: Miranda/Andy & Ellen/Patty
Rating: NC-17/Mature
Summary: Two of New York’s most powerful women suddenly met their matches, but it’s difficult making the appropriate adjustments. Luckily Andy and Ellen don't leave them any choice
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada’s characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox. Damages belongs to Todd A. Kessler, Daniel Zelman, and Glenn Kessler and KZK Production in association with FX Productions and Sony Pictures Television (boy that’s a mouthful!).
*Spoiler Alert: Damages; Season 2 Season Finale & Season 3
*Shout-out to Melanacious for allowing me to run with her Indecent Proposal: Sneak Peek (Shanghaied Surprises)
*All mistakes are my own and feedback is very welcomed
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Part XVII
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After LOTS of deliberation, Ellen found herself in front of Patty’s lakeside retreat. She was currently debating whether to go through with ringing the doorbell. She adjusted the strap from her purse on her shoulder and decided she needed to ‘woman-up.’ She rang the doorbell. The last time she’d been this nervous was when Patty showed up at her sister’s wedding to interview Ellen.
She raised her hand and knocked.
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Patty was currently trying to come up with a strategy on her latest case - the Tobins. She just gotten off the phone with her forensic accountant; Patty shook her head, wondering how does one become a forensic accountant. Subsequently, she was aware for the first time… of her lack of concentration or usual righteous rage that served her so well when dealing with scums like the Tobins. She’d been charged by the United States District Attorney’s office to find the estimated billions that financier Lou Tobin swindled from his clients. It didn’t help that her long-time friend and partner Tom Shayes had been acting uncharacteristically making mistakes. She made a mental note to sit him down soon to find out if there was something else going on.
She’d also been distracted. Ever since Ellen left her, she’d admittedly hadn’t been as present as she usually would be. During inopportune moments either in a meeting or having a crucial discussion with Tom, she’d suddenly find herself remembering a similar moment with Ellen. Other times, would find Patty staring off into space transported back to a sexually intense moment; either a bed in Ellen’s old bedroom, or Patty’s bed at her lakeside home. The final nail in the coffin, was how she’d been handling a hopeful and ambitious law school graduate named Alex. Every decision she makes, the way Alex executes a tasks, even the way she tosses her hair, will remind Patty of Ellen. And how much she desperately missed her.
Letting out a deep sigh while tiredly removing her glasses and running a hand through her hair, Patty could feel herself slumping in her chair. Sometimes she wondered if her success was all worth it. Was it worth the monetary justice for victims of greed, gluttony, even murder, from very powerful (mostly men) people, was worth having no fulfilling personal life. She very rarely allowed herself a moment to wallow in regret or even worse, self-flagellation, but her conversation with her new… colleague, perhaps friend, Miranda Priestly, in combination with seeing Ellen, made her lack of personal contentment suddenly glaring.
Needless to say she wasn’t surprised when she recently received a call from Miranda where she stated her intentions to go after her Andréa. Miranda also encouraged Patty to take a chance, go after Ellen. So it was with some relief when Ellen met with her for drinks. She still wasn’t sure how it went. She could only do so much, but the ‘waiting’ was sheer agony. She got up to pour herself a glass of wine and as she was pouring the doorbell rang.
Frowning she couldn’t imagine who knew she was up here. She only wore a pair of flannel pajama pants and a satin robe. Patty hoped whoever it was didn’t plan on staying here very long, she wanted to be alone. Calming her dog, she went to the door, stared through the peephole and could only see dark hair. With a sudden pounding heart Patty instantly knew who it was. Hands suddenly shaking she unlocked the door, punched in her security code, and opened the door.
Ellen.
Part XVIII
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“Hello Patty.”
“What are you doing here? Come in.”
Ellen paused for a moment, taking in Patty, making the older woman almost nervous, before she stepped through the door, brought her hands up cupping Patty’s cheeks, instantly stalling whatever Patty was about to ask. She stepped into her body, and quickly but firmly brought her lips down onto Patty’s mouth. Nibbling along Patty’s lips, Ellen gently swiped her tongue along her bottom lip, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake, before pressing against Patty’s lips, questing entrance into her mouth, and being granted.
Patty slid her arms around Ellen’s waist, bringing the bodies firmly together. A moan left her lips as Ellen’s tongue plundered her mouth, tasting every inch, leaving no surface untouched, before tangling with her tongue. Patty suckled Ellen’s tongue causing a whimper to escape Ellen’s lips. Her jacket was cold from the outside, chafing her nipples underneath her robe, causing them to rapidly harden - but not just from the cold. Arousal, sweet and scorching, zipped through her veins. Needing to breathe she minutely lifted her lips from Ellen’s only to hear one word from Ellen.
“Yes.” Once again Ellen brought her lips to Patty’s, taking possession, lightly suckling her tongue, her lips, before moving to nibble along Patty’s strong jawline, causing her cheek muscle to jump in response.
She whispered against Patty’s skin as she continued to suckle along her neck and jaw. “Yes. But before we ‘negotiate terms’ I so desperately need you to make love to me.”
Patty slid her hands on the inside of Ellen’s jacket, cupping the sides of her torso, before moving her hands down to firmly cup Ellen’s ass. “I think I can live with that.” She brought her hands up to slide the jacket off of Ellen’s shoulders, taking her suit jacket with it.
“Hmmm, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you. I’d almost forgotten how much until you walked into that bar today.” Patty paused to kiss Ellen again, wanting her naked and writhing against her as soon as possible. Once again, she pressed her body closer to Ellen’s, enjoying the heat seeping into her skin from Ellen’s body. “But then you’ve always had that kind of effect on me.” Patty slid a hand into Ellen’s silky locks and slammed her lips back onto Ellen’s. It was time to thoroughly reacquaint herself with her lover’s body.
Pairings: Miranda/Andy & Ellen/Patty
Rating: NC-17/Mature
Summary: Two of New York’s most powerful women suddenly met their matches, but it’s difficult making the appropriate adjustments. Luckily Andy and Ellen don't leave them any choice
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada’s characters belong to Lauren Weisberger and 20th Century Fox. Damages belongs to Todd A. Kessler, Daniel Zelman, and Glenn Kessler and KZK Production in association with FX Productions and Sony Pictures Television (boy that’s a mouthful!).
*Spoiler Alert: Damages; Season 2 Season Finale & Season 3
*Shout-out to Melanacious for allowing me to run with her Indecent Proposal: Sneak Peek (Shanghaied Surprises)
*All mistakes are my own and feedback is very welcomed
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Part XVII
***
After LOTS of deliberation, Ellen found herself in front of Patty’s lakeside retreat. She was currently debating whether to go through with ringing the doorbell. She adjusted the strap from her purse on her shoulder and decided she needed to ‘woman-up.’ She rang the doorbell. The last time she’d been this nervous was when Patty showed up at her sister’s wedding to interview Ellen.
She raised her hand and knocked.
****
Patty was currently trying to come up with a strategy on her latest case - the Tobins. She just gotten off the phone with her forensic accountant; Patty shook her head, wondering how does one become a forensic accountant. Subsequently, she was aware for the first time… of her lack of concentration or usual righteous rage that served her so well when dealing with scums like the Tobins. She’d been charged by the United States District Attorney’s office to find the estimated billions that financier Lou Tobin swindled from his clients. It didn’t help that her long-time friend and partner Tom Shayes had been acting uncharacteristically making mistakes. She made a mental note to sit him down soon to find out if there was something else going on.
She’d also been distracted. Ever since Ellen left her, she’d admittedly hadn’t been as present as she usually would be. During inopportune moments either in a meeting or having a crucial discussion with Tom, she’d suddenly find herself remembering a similar moment with Ellen. Other times, would find Patty staring off into space transported back to a sexually intense moment; either a bed in Ellen’s old bedroom, or Patty’s bed at her lakeside home. The final nail in the coffin, was how she’d been handling a hopeful and ambitious law school graduate named Alex. Every decision she makes, the way Alex executes a tasks, even the way she tosses her hair, will remind Patty of Ellen. And how much she desperately missed her.
Letting out a deep sigh while tiredly removing her glasses and running a hand through her hair, Patty could feel herself slumping in her chair. Sometimes she wondered if her success was all worth it. Was it worth the monetary justice for victims of greed, gluttony, even murder, from very powerful (mostly men) people, was worth having no fulfilling personal life. She very rarely allowed herself a moment to wallow in regret or even worse, self-flagellation, but her conversation with her new… colleague, perhaps friend, Miranda Priestly, in combination with seeing Ellen, made her lack of personal contentment suddenly glaring.
Needless to say she wasn’t surprised when she recently received a call from Miranda where she stated her intentions to go after her Andréa. Miranda also encouraged Patty to take a chance, go after Ellen. So it was with some relief when Ellen met with her for drinks. She still wasn’t sure how it went. She could only do so much, but the ‘waiting’ was sheer agony. She got up to pour herself a glass of wine and as she was pouring the doorbell rang.
Frowning she couldn’t imagine who knew she was up here. She only wore a pair of flannel pajama pants and a satin robe. Patty hoped whoever it was didn’t plan on staying here very long, she wanted to be alone. Calming her dog, she went to the door, stared through the peephole and could only see dark hair. With a sudden pounding heart Patty instantly knew who it was. Hands suddenly shaking she unlocked the door, punched in her security code, and opened the door.
Ellen.
Part XVIII
***
“Hello Patty.”
“What are you doing here? Come in.”
Ellen paused for a moment, taking in Patty, making the older woman almost nervous, before she stepped through the door, brought her hands up cupping Patty’s cheeks, instantly stalling whatever Patty was about to ask. She stepped into her body, and quickly but firmly brought her lips down onto Patty’s mouth. Nibbling along Patty’s lips, Ellen gently swiped her tongue along her bottom lip, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake, before pressing against Patty’s lips, questing entrance into her mouth, and being granted.
Patty slid her arms around Ellen’s waist, bringing the bodies firmly together. A moan left her lips as Ellen’s tongue plundered her mouth, tasting every inch, leaving no surface untouched, before tangling with her tongue. Patty suckled Ellen’s tongue causing a whimper to escape Ellen’s lips. Her jacket was cold from the outside, chafing her nipples underneath her robe, causing them to rapidly harden - but not just from the cold. Arousal, sweet and scorching, zipped through her veins. Needing to breathe she minutely lifted her lips from Ellen’s only to hear one word from Ellen.
“Yes.” Once again Ellen brought her lips to Patty’s, taking possession, lightly suckling her tongue, her lips, before moving to nibble along Patty’s strong jawline, causing her cheek muscle to jump in response.
She whispered against Patty’s skin as she continued to suckle along her neck and jaw. “Yes. But before we ‘negotiate terms’ I so desperately need you to make love to me.”
Patty slid her hands on the inside of Ellen’s jacket, cupping the sides of her torso, before moving her hands down to firmly cup Ellen’s ass. “I think I can live with that.” She brought her hands up to slide the jacket off of Ellen’s shoulders, taking her suit jacket with it.
“Hmmm, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you. I’d almost forgotten how much until you walked into that bar today.” Patty paused to kiss Ellen again, wanting her naked and writhing against her as soon as possible. Once again, she pressed her body closer to Ellen’s, enjoying the heat seeping into her skin from Ellen’s body. “But then you’ve always had that kind of effect on me.” Patty slid a hand into Ellen’s silky locks and slammed her lips back onto Ellen’s. It was time to thoroughly reacquaint herself with her lover’s body.