Fanfic: Reward (Cara/Emo!Kahlan)
Title: Reward
Pairing: Cara/Emo!Kahlan
Rating: NC17
Count: 1298
Disclaimer: Not mine. Belongs to others. So on and so forth.
Summary: Prompt: “My Mistress told me to please you.” for the lots_pornbattle
A/N: Yeah... I caved. I'm weak. Whatever. I couldn't get this prompt out of my head so here we are. Not my best (stop laughing) but apparently this thing is over tomorrow so I just... rushed it.
Cara narrowed her eyes dangerously in the direction of her chamber doors.
“What are you doing here?” The Mord-Sith asked gruffly as Kahlan softly closed the door behind her.
“Mistress sent me.” The confessed woman answered, head cocking to the side a bit.
“Did she?” Cara asked pointlessly and Kahlan nodded. “Why?” Cara didn’t wait for an answer and turned away, moving towards her desk.
Kahlan stepped further into the room, following Cara. “She is pleased with you. The way you put a stop to those rebels so quickly and efficiently.”
Cara couldn’t help but snort a little. “It’s not as if it was very hard. They were merely peasants trying to play heroes. And… That still does not explain why you are here.”
Kahlan actually smiled at her, patiently. And for a moment, Cara was reminded of being in the woods again, traveling with the Seeker and Wizard, and Kahlan. The whole Kahlan. Before she was split in two. Before the Mother Confessor side had confessed her emotional self. Before Cara had pledged her fealty and life to the Mother Confessor. It felt like a lifetime ago, though in reality had only been less than a month.
Cara blinked as Kahlan spoke again, bringing the blonde back to the here and now.
“She is pleased.” Kahlan moved even closer, something changing in her eyes. “And she wishes to reward you.” Cara watched as Kahlan began to pull at her small jacket, removing it slowly from her shoulders, exposing the dark corset underneath. Cara’s eyes followed the movement. “She has to attend to some things at the moment. That is why I‘m here.” Kahlan was now close enough that Cara could feel the heat coming from her. Blue eyes, darkened by a familiar fire, bore into Cara’s. “My Mistress told me to please you.”
Cara breathed in through her nose as a tentative hand came up around her bicep. She stared hard at that hand for a moment before meeting Kahlan’s gaze again as the confessed woman began to gently stroke up and down her leather-clad arm. Kahlan leaned even closer to breathe against Cara’s lips, whispering, “How may I please you, Mistress Cara?”
Cara growled and gripped the back of Kahlan’s head, crushing their lips together. A small shudder made it’s way up her spine as Kahlan whimpered against her unforgiving lips. Cara wasted no time and pushed her tongue deep into the brunette’s mouth, licking and tasting hungrily. She couldn’t deny it, she had wanted this.
Cara slid her tongue along Kahlan’s one more time before using her grip to yank the other woman away. As Kahlan panted, breasts heaving against Cara’s own, the blonde’s hooded gaze swept over her face. “You can start,” Cara drawled and placed her hands on Kahlan’s shoulders, pushing down. “By getting on your knees.”
Kahlan compliantly fell to the floor, hands going directly for the thick belt around the Mord-Sith’s waist. Cara was almost impressed, she was sure she would have to explain to someone as… inexperienced, as this version of Kahlan.
With eager movements, Kahlan tugged the belt open. Before Cara could make any sort of demand, the confessed woman had the lower half of Cara’s leathers down, leaving them at the top of her boots. Cara leaned back against the desk behind her, almost sitting on it and spread her legs, knees bending just slightly with her pants still bunched around them. Kahlan’s glassy gaze stayed locked on Cara’s slick sex. She licked her lips, about to dive in when she paused, as though just remembering something.
“May I pleasure you with my mouth, Mistress Cara?” Kahlan asked, all meek and hopeful at once.
Cara had to bite back a groan but she couldn’t stop the way her pussy clenched at the thought of having Kahlan so submissive before her. The Mother Confessor was all control and commanding when they were together, and Cara would be lying right through her teeth if she said she didn’t thoroughly enjoy it. But this Kahlan… Cara would finally have her chance at dominating the brunette. It was a fantasy come true.
“You may,” Cara allowed, the calm control in her voice belying her need. She spread herself a little wider, giving Kahlan full access to her throbbing, slick cunt. Once again, Cara reached for the back of Kahlan’s head, fisting the soft hair there, and guided her forward.
For a moment, Kahlan nuzzled Cara. Lips, chin, nose and cheeks rubbing through wet folds. Painting herself with Cara’s arousal. Little obscene moans escaped her lips to vibrate against the blonde. Then she was devouring Cara. Tongue tasting, lips pulling and sucking. A long, flat lick from the bottom up. Cara rolled and jerked her hips as Kahlan circled her clit over and over. “Mistress Cara, you taste good,” Kahlan mumbled, then she was pulling Cara’s clit into her mouth to suck greedily
Cara threw her head back, lips parting to pant out her pleasure. She rolled her head forward again, unable to stop watching Kahlan between her legs. She moaned, because she couldn‘t help it. “Inside. Your tongue. Now,” she ordered between shallow breaths.
Kahlan immediately released Cara’s pulsing clit to slide her tongue into the Mord-Sith, desperate to please Cara as her Mistress had commanded. Cara jerked on her hair hard at the slick penetration and she whimpered.
Kahlan felt giddy as she licked into Cara’s cunt. The Mord-Sith was enjoying this. Mistress will be pleased.
Cara’s movements began to turn erratic and more forceful. Kahlan was sure the blonde was close. She brought up her hand to let her fingers rub at Cara’s clit with hard and fast tight circles. “Please, Mistress Cara,” she pulled back to beg breathily. “Please come on my tongue.” Then she thrust back into the Mord-Sith.
“Yes,” Cara hissed, bucking to take Kahlan’s tongue even deeper. “Spirits, yes… You‘d like that, wouldn‘t you?”
Kahlan’s bright, eager eyes met Cara’s and nodded while keeping her tongue deeply buried in the wet warmth of Cara‘s cunt.
Cara planted her free hand on the desk’s surface to keep herself up. It wasn’t long before she tightened on Kahlan, arching off the desk with a cry. Kahlan kept forcing her tongue into Cara, rubbing furiously at her clit as the blonde released and pulsed against her. Finally, Cara slowly relaxed and Kahlan made sure to swallow everything. Just as Mistress had told her to.
Cara tried to catch her breath and loosened her hold on Kahlan’s hair. “How is it… you’re so good at that?” She asked, still breathless.
Kahlan finished licking up Cara’s come and sat back, looking up at the Mord-Sith with a bright, glistening smile. “Mistress taught me.”
Cara groaned, running a hand over her sweaty face as she settled more fully on the desk. It certainly wasn’t the first time images of the same nature invaded her thoughts.
Kahlan ran her hands along Cara’s thighs. “How else may I please you?”
Cara raised an eyebrow. A slow smirk formed on her lips. “What all did Mistress tell you?”
Kahlan pushed up on her knees again and quickly removed her corset, exposing perfect breasts to Cara. She lifted up so that she could rub the generous mounds between Cara’s legs, along her inner thighs and still-sensitive sex. “Mistress said to please you in any way you wish.”
Cara swallowed with a dry throat and reached down to cup one of Kahlan’s breasts currently between her legs, squeezing roughly, causing Kahlan to gasp then moan. Leaning over, Cara licked once at Kahlan’s lips while simultaneously pinching a nipple. “And for how long did she say?”
Kahlan’s eyes fluttered as Cara continued to tease her nipple. Unable to hide her smile, she answered, “Until Mistress joins us later.”
Pairing: Cara/Emo!Kahlan
Rating: NC17
Count: 1298
Disclaimer: Not mine. Belongs to others. So on and so forth.
Summary: Prompt: “My Mistress told me to please you.” for the lots_pornbattle
A/N: Yeah... I caved. I'm weak. Whatever. I couldn't get this prompt out of my head so here we are. Not my best (stop laughing) but apparently this thing is over tomorrow so I just... rushed it.
Cara narrowed her eyes dangerously in the direction of her chamber doors.
“What are you doing here?” The Mord-Sith asked gruffly as Kahlan softly closed the door behind her.
“Mistress sent me.” The confessed woman answered, head cocking to the side a bit.
“Did she?” Cara asked pointlessly and Kahlan nodded. “Why?” Cara didn’t wait for an answer and turned away, moving towards her desk.
Kahlan stepped further into the room, following Cara. “She is pleased with you. The way you put a stop to those rebels so quickly and efficiently.”
Cara couldn’t help but snort a little. “It’s not as if it was very hard. They were merely peasants trying to play heroes. And… That still does not explain why you are here.”
Kahlan actually smiled at her, patiently. And for a moment, Cara was reminded of being in the woods again, traveling with the Seeker and Wizard, and Kahlan. The whole Kahlan. Before she was split in two. Before the Mother Confessor side had confessed her emotional self. Before Cara had pledged her fealty and life to the Mother Confessor. It felt like a lifetime ago, though in reality had only been less than a month.
Cara blinked as Kahlan spoke again, bringing the blonde back to the here and now.
“She is pleased.” Kahlan moved even closer, something changing in her eyes. “And she wishes to reward you.” Cara watched as Kahlan began to pull at her small jacket, removing it slowly from her shoulders, exposing the dark corset underneath. Cara’s eyes followed the movement. “She has to attend to some things at the moment. That is why I‘m here.” Kahlan was now close enough that Cara could feel the heat coming from her. Blue eyes, darkened by a familiar fire, bore into Cara’s. “My Mistress told me to please you.”
Cara breathed in through her nose as a tentative hand came up around her bicep. She stared hard at that hand for a moment before meeting Kahlan’s gaze again as the confessed woman began to gently stroke up and down her leather-clad arm. Kahlan leaned even closer to breathe against Cara’s lips, whispering, “How may I please you, Mistress Cara?”
Cara growled and gripped the back of Kahlan’s head, crushing their lips together. A small shudder made it’s way up her spine as Kahlan whimpered against her unforgiving lips. Cara wasted no time and pushed her tongue deep into the brunette’s mouth, licking and tasting hungrily. She couldn’t deny it, she had wanted this.
Cara slid her tongue along Kahlan’s one more time before using her grip to yank the other woman away. As Kahlan panted, breasts heaving against Cara’s own, the blonde’s hooded gaze swept over her face. “You can start,” Cara drawled and placed her hands on Kahlan’s shoulders, pushing down. “By getting on your knees.”
Kahlan compliantly fell to the floor, hands going directly for the thick belt around the Mord-Sith’s waist. Cara was almost impressed, she was sure she would have to explain to someone as… inexperienced, as this version of Kahlan.
With eager movements, Kahlan tugged the belt open. Before Cara could make any sort of demand, the confessed woman had the lower half of Cara’s leathers down, leaving them at the top of her boots. Cara leaned back against the desk behind her, almost sitting on it and spread her legs, knees bending just slightly with her pants still bunched around them. Kahlan’s glassy gaze stayed locked on Cara’s slick sex. She licked her lips, about to dive in when she paused, as though just remembering something.
“May I pleasure you with my mouth, Mistress Cara?” Kahlan asked, all meek and hopeful at once.
Cara had to bite back a groan but she couldn’t stop the way her pussy clenched at the thought of having Kahlan so submissive before her. The Mother Confessor was all control and commanding when they were together, and Cara would be lying right through her teeth if she said she didn’t thoroughly enjoy it. But this Kahlan… Cara would finally have her chance at dominating the brunette. It was a fantasy come true.
“You may,” Cara allowed, the calm control in her voice belying her need. She spread herself a little wider, giving Kahlan full access to her throbbing, slick cunt. Once again, Cara reached for the back of Kahlan’s head, fisting the soft hair there, and guided her forward.
For a moment, Kahlan nuzzled Cara. Lips, chin, nose and cheeks rubbing through wet folds. Painting herself with Cara’s arousal. Little obscene moans escaped her lips to vibrate against the blonde. Then she was devouring Cara. Tongue tasting, lips pulling and sucking. A long, flat lick from the bottom up. Cara rolled and jerked her hips as Kahlan circled her clit over and over. “Mistress Cara, you taste good,” Kahlan mumbled, then she was pulling Cara’s clit into her mouth to suck greedily
Cara threw her head back, lips parting to pant out her pleasure. She rolled her head forward again, unable to stop watching Kahlan between her legs. She moaned, because she couldn‘t help it. “Inside. Your tongue. Now,” she ordered between shallow breaths.
Kahlan immediately released Cara’s pulsing clit to slide her tongue into the Mord-Sith, desperate to please Cara as her Mistress had commanded. Cara jerked on her hair hard at the slick penetration and she whimpered.
Kahlan felt giddy as she licked into Cara’s cunt. The Mord-Sith was enjoying this. Mistress will be pleased.
Cara’s movements began to turn erratic and more forceful. Kahlan was sure the blonde was close. She brought up her hand to let her fingers rub at Cara’s clit with hard and fast tight circles. “Please, Mistress Cara,” she pulled back to beg breathily. “Please come on my tongue.” Then she thrust back into the Mord-Sith.
“Yes,” Cara hissed, bucking to take Kahlan’s tongue even deeper. “Spirits, yes… You‘d like that, wouldn‘t you?”
Kahlan’s bright, eager eyes met Cara’s and nodded while keeping her tongue deeply buried in the wet warmth of Cara‘s cunt.
Cara planted her free hand on the desk’s surface to keep herself up. It wasn’t long before she tightened on Kahlan, arching off the desk with a cry. Kahlan kept forcing her tongue into Cara, rubbing furiously at her clit as the blonde released and pulsed against her. Finally, Cara slowly relaxed and Kahlan made sure to swallow everything. Just as Mistress had told her to.
Cara tried to catch her breath and loosened her hold on Kahlan’s hair. “How is it… you’re so good at that?” She asked, still breathless.
Kahlan finished licking up Cara’s come and sat back, looking up at the Mord-Sith with a bright, glistening smile. “Mistress taught me.”
Cara groaned, running a hand over her sweaty face as she settled more fully on the desk. It certainly wasn’t the first time images of the same nature invaded her thoughts.
Kahlan ran her hands along Cara’s thighs. “How else may I please you?”
Cara raised an eyebrow. A slow smirk formed on her lips. “What all did Mistress tell you?”
Kahlan pushed up on her knees again and quickly removed her corset, exposing perfect breasts to Cara. She lifted up so that she could rub the generous mounds between Cara’s legs, along her inner thighs and still-sensitive sex. “Mistress said to please you in any way you wish.”
Cara swallowed with a dry throat and reached down to cup one of Kahlan’s breasts currently between her legs, squeezing roughly, causing Kahlan to gasp then moan. Leaning over, Cara licked once at Kahlan’s lips while simultaneously pinching a nipple. “And for how long did she say?”
Kahlan’s eyes fluttered as Cara continued to tease her nipple. Unable to hide her smile, she answered, “Until Mistress joins us later.”