She Shouldn't Want to Know... 4/14
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Links to all parts:
1/14 - ... who is Lady A-?
2/14 - Interlude: Irv is Frustrated
3/14 - ... how much submission excites her.
4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
5/14 - Interlude: Irv Finds Ammunition
6/14 - ... the identity of her playmates.
7/14 - Interlude: More Frustration for Irv.
8/14 - ... how much her friends value her.
9/14 - ... how much of a turn on Lady S- is.
10/14 - Interlude: Irv Gets a Warning
11/14 - ... how many kneel to Lady A-.
12/14 - Interlude: Irv in Lust
13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
14/14 - ... what was coming in the future.
Author: TrialPenmanship
Title: She shouldn't want to know...
Chapter: 4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
Rating: M/NC-17
Pairing: Emily/Serena (Miranda/Andrea established)
Prompt: None
Length/Word Count: 8k+
Summary: Emily shouldn't want to know the things she finds out even if she does likes it afterwards
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada, the book and the movie are owned by their respective producers. I am making no money from this foray into femslash fanfiction.
A/N: Once again, I labeled the sections as chapters though they are very short.
A/N: Also once again, this hasn’t been beta’d, so all mistakes are mine alone.
A/N: There is a lot of backstory here that isn't included. I might be able to be persuaded to put that into writing.
A/N: This deals with bondage and discipline. I am not in the lifestyle so it is probably all bull*, but know that the characters don't view themselves as being in the lifestyle. It applies to certain aspects of their personal lives so that they have an area where they may relax.
Emily woke slowly. She didn't have her usual alarm blaring her awake. Her phone wasn't going off with yet another crisis that she had to deal with first thing in the morning. Just arms around her, one hand tracing randomly on her belly and the soft voice of Andrea whispering in her ear.
"Good morning, Em. You're going to want to join me for yoga this morning." A kiss landed softly on her shoulder.
She stretched feeling well used between her legs and winced as her movement tugged at the tail she still wore embedded in her ass. The protestation of her muscles told her that Andrea was correct.
Miss Ermine and Miss Lynx had left while she was still hooded. Lady A- had then released her from the hood and gave her a deep kiss that threatened to head her to the edge again except for her exhaustion. Then it was like a switch was flipped and it was only her beautiful but ordinary friend Andrea standing before her.
Andrea had told her she could take the tail out when she was ready. Emily's response had been that she would take it off when Lady A- told her to, or when she was going out in public and she'd put it on any time Lady A- wished.
"Or take it off any time it might seem to be a health or safety issue, and don't you dare wear it into the bath." Lady A- had told her and she'd agreed.
They showered and Emily was stunned to find an outfit she would have chosen for herself from the Closet waiting for her after their yoga session.
The cab ride they shared to work was nice in spite of having to sit. It had been so long since she'd shared time relaxing with a lover. Emily smiled wryly to herself noting that her 'lover' had used the other women as sex toys to give Emily the time of her life. They stopped at Starbucks across the street from the offices of Runway. Andrea had her standard Venti Caffé Latte. Emily chose her own Venti Royal English Breakfast Brewed Tea and a duplicate of Andrea's order for her boss.
They separated outside of Elias-Clarke and she shared an elevator ride with a couple clackers who were complaining about their boyfriends. It seemed that neither of them could get the guys to understand that the theatre shouldn't be only for their birthdays. Their list of complaints continued and Emily couldn't keep the smile from her face at the thought that Andrea didn't share any of those traits and she wondered about Miss Ermine and Miss Lynx.
She walked into the Art Department and Nigel chuckled when he saw her but simply bid her a good morning as she handed him the coffee. His eyebrows rose when she chose to stand as they discussed the coming day. Her discomfort at sitting earned her a chuckle. But it was Serena showing up that brought the most extreme reaction.
"Both of you ladies look like you got lucky last night. Is there something to tell?"
"No! No idea what you're talking about. None." Emily just knew she was blushing to beat the day.
Serena wouldn't look at Emily, choosing instead to stare at the Art Director as she calmly stated, "Nigel, I believe that anything I have to say in response would either feed gossip or be information that, as a gay man, you just don't want to hear."
"I'm wounded." Nigel sighed theatrically and clasped his hands over his heart. "So, the two of you aren't together."
"No, Nigel, we aren't. And stop pushing." Emily turned to the Brazilian head of Accessories. "However, Serena, I would like to have lunch with you."
"Emily, you can be so sweet." Serena regarded the brit fondly. "Yes, I'd love to go to lunch with you."
Serena turned to him. "Is it okay if Emily takes a long lunch today?"
next
Let me know if you are enjoying this, if anything makes you laugh, &c. The feedback will help me with the writing. - Thank You
Links to all parts:
1/14 - ... who is Lady A-?
2/14 - Interlude: Irv is Frustrated
3/14 - ... how much submission excites her.
4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
5/14 - Interlude: Irv Finds Ammunition
6/14 - ... the identity of her playmates.
7/14 - Interlude: More Frustration for Irv.
8/14 - ... how much her friends value her.
9/14 - ... how much of a turn on Lady S- is.
10/14 - Interlude: Irv Gets a Warning
11/14 - ... how many kneel to Lady A-.
12/14 - Interlude: Irv in Lust
13/14 - ... how life could get any better.
14/14 - ... what was coming in the future.
Author: TrialPenmanship
Title: She shouldn't want to know...
Chapter: 4/14 - ... if Andrea has a girlfriend.
Rating: M/NC-17
Pairing: Emily/Serena (Miranda/Andrea established)
Prompt: None
Length/Word Count: 8k+
Summary: Emily shouldn't want to know the things she finds out even if she does likes it afterwards
Disclaimer: Devil Wears Prada, the book and the movie are owned by their respective producers. I am making no money from this foray into femslash fanfiction.
A/N: Once again, I labeled the sections as chapters though they are very short.
A/N: Also once again, this hasn’t been beta’d, so all mistakes are mine alone.
A/N: There is a lot of backstory here that isn't included. I might be able to be persuaded to put that into writing.
A/N: This deals with bondage and discipline. I am not in the lifestyle so it is probably all bull*, but know that the characters don't view themselves as being in the lifestyle. It applies to certain aspects of their personal lives so that they have an area where they may relax.
Emily woke slowly. She didn't have her usual alarm blaring her awake. Her phone wasn't going off with yet another crisis that she had to deal with first thing in the morning. Just arms around her, one hand tracing randomly on her belly and the soft voice of Andrea whispering in her ear.
"Good morning, Em. You're going to want to join me for yoga this morning." A kiss landed softly on her shoulder.
She stretched feeling well used between her legs and winced as her movement tugged at the tail she still wore embedded in her ass. The protestation of her muscles told her that Andrea was correct.
Miss Ermine and Miss Lynx had left while she was still hooded. Lady A- had then released her from the hood and gave her a deep kiss that threatened to head her to the edge again except for her exhaustion. Then it was like a switch was flipped and it was only her beautiful but ordinary friend Andrea standing before her.
Andrea had told her she could take the tail out when she was ready. Emily's response had been that she would take it off when Lady A- told her to, or when she was going out in public and she'd put it on any time Lady A- wished.
"Or take it off any time it might seem to be a health or safety issue, and don't you dare wear it into the bath." Lady A- had told her and she'd agreed.
They showered and Emily was stunned to find an outfit she would have chosen for herself from the Closet waiting for her after their yoga session.
The cab ride they shared to work was nice in spite of having to sit. It had been so long since she'd shared time relaxing with a lover. Emily smiled wryly to herself noting that her 'lover' had used the other women as sex toys to give Emily the time of her life. They stopped at Starbucks across the street from the offices of Runway. Andrea had her standard Venti Caffé Latte. Emily chose her own Venti Royal English Breakfast Brewed Tea and a duplicate of Andrea's order for her boss.
They separated outside of Elias-Clarke and she shared an elevator ride with a couple clackers who were complaining about their boyfriends. It seemed that neither of them could get the guys to understand that the theatre shouldn't be only for their birthdays. Their list of complaints continued and Emily couldn't keep the smile from her face at the thought that Andrea didn't share any of those traits and she wondered about Miss Ermine and Miss Lynx.
She walked into the Art Department and Nigel chuckled when he saw her but simply bid her a good morning as she handed him the coffee. His eyebrows rose when she chose to stand as they discussed the coming day. Her discomfort at sitting earned her a chuckle. But it was Serena showing up that brought the most extreme reaction.
"Both of you ladies look like you got lucky last night. Is there something to tell?"
"No! No idea what you're talking about. None." Emily just knew she was blushing to beat the day.
Serena wouldn't look at Emily, choosing instead to stare at the Art Director as she calmly stated, "Nigel, I believe that anything I have to say in response would either feed gossip or be information that, as a gay man, you just don't want to hear."
"I'm wounded." Nigel sighed theatrically and clasped his hands over his heart. "So, the two of you aren't together."
"No, Nigel, we aren't. And stop pushing." Emily turned to the Brazilian head of Accessories. "However, Serena, I would like to have lunch with you."
"Emily, you can be so sweet." Serena regarded the brit fondly. "Yes, I'd love to go to lunch with you."
Serena turned to him. "Is it okay if Emily takes a long lunch today?"
next