Prompt: #92 - Hope
Fandom: Dead Like Me
Pairing: George/Daisy
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 100
I got frustrated while writing about schoolgirls so thought I'd head here.
I'm probably frowning. I'm thinking about these fucking harness studs hammering into my cunt. This'll leave a mark. But I'm not stopping while her pretty ass is pointed at the ceiling, her face down like she's offering herself.
"Did they even have these while I was around?" she asked when I first showed her.
She sobs against the carpet. I forget the studs. She has one arm pinned beneath her, fingers pressed into her clit.
We're dead. Not much to look for. Mostly I wake hoping today she'll turn her blue gaze on me and say, sweetly, "My place, Georgia?"