Changes- Chapter four
Changes
Chapter four- Early wake up call
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Summary: A look into the lives of Andy, Miranda and the twins seven years after the movie.
Andy still can’t sleep.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with the Devil Wears Prada…although I wish I did.
Chapter four’s up. Warning- contains smut. Hope you guys will carry on reading and giving me feedback.
Early wake up call
Miranda felt a weight on her knees as she woke up to the sensation of kisses on her neck.
‘Mmm… Andrea?’ The silver haired woman asked in a sleepy voice, slowly opening her eyes. Andy’s bedside lamp was on and bathed the room in warm light.
‘Good morning honey.’ Her wife replied sitting on Miranda’s legs to keep her from moving while she trailed her lips along the older woman’s collar bone. The sheets had been tossed to the edge of the bed, giving Andy an unobstructed view of her wife’s slender figure.
‘What time is it?’ Miranda enquired, getting more awake as she felt Andy tug the straps of her night gown down her shoulders to expose her breasts.
‘It’s five in the morning.’ The brunette answered before drawing her wife’s right nipple into her mouth.
Miranda’s eyes rolled back in her head while she tried unsuccessfully to stifle a groan as the feeling went straight to her clit.
‘It’s…Sunday.’ The older woman managed her back arching of its own accord as Andy’s hot mouth covered her left breast.
‘I couldn’t sleep and it’s our day off.’ The brunette said breathlessly, kissing her way down Miranda’s torso, urging the older woman to lift her hips as she pulled the red silk down and off of her body along with the white lace panties she wore underneath.
Miranda felt a second of self consciousness lying there completely naked as Andy knelt between her parted legs still fully clothed in her pajamas. The second passed as it always did when she looked into the deep brown eyes of her lover and saw a desire there she knew was for her and her alone.
‘God, you’re so beautiful Miranda.’ The younger woman whispered before her lips came down to meet her wife’s in a hungry kiss.
Hands grabbed urgently at Andy’s pajamas, ‘take…take off…’ Miranda gasped, unable to finish her sentence as the brunette pulled the top up and over her head and shucked of the bottoms, casting both garments to the floor. Her bare chest heaved and glistened with sweat in the light of the room as she lowered her body onto her lover. Miranda was glad her wife never wore any underwear to bed as she felt Andy’s nipples rub against her own.
Andy straddled Miranda’s thigh as she ground her own leg against the older woman’s aching centre.
‘Please.’ Miranda only ever begged for Andy. The friction of heated flesh against her sensitive skin was getting her close to the edge. She could feel her thigh getting slick and knew Andy was just as turned on as she was.
‘Soon honey, soon.’ The brunette breathed, getting wet just by the sight of her wife sprawled underneath her, eyes wide with desire trying to bear down on her leg, desperate for the release only Andy could give her.
Miranda grabbed the sheet on either side of her body as she felt Andy’s hand caressing her cunt in a slow torturous rhythm.
‘You are so wet.’ The brunette whispered as she drove three fingers into her wife without further ado, keeping her thumb on Miranda’s clit.
‘Oh God,’ Blue eye’s squeezed shut as Miranda’s back arched in surprise. She needed to come. Her clit was so hard she thought it would burst if she didn’t get release soon.
‘Open your eyes Miranda. Look at me,’ Andy pleaded as she added a fourth finger and gained momentum, driving into her wife relentlessly.
The older woman’s eyes remained closed her mouth open panting for air as the brunette rubbed herself frantically against her lover’s ivory thigh.
‘Please.’ At Andy’s desperate tone, Miranda forced her eyes to open and was met by a loving, passion filled gaze.
‘Amazing,’ the brunette whispered before her thumb joined the rest of her fingers in Miranda’s welcoming heat. She formed a fist inside her wife as Miranda’s legs went impossibly wide.
So full and please were only thoughts as the older woman willed her eyes to stay open, watching as Andy kissed a line directly to her cunt.
‘You smell so good.’
The moment Miranda felt heated lips wrap around the tight bundle of nerves and her lover’s hand bumping against that special place inside her, it was all over.
Andy felt her wife grow still as the orgasm rolled over her, eyes closed, silver hair mussed and mouth open in a silent cry, cunt clenching around the brunette’s fist as cum flowed out of her. The younger woman lapped hungrily at her lover’s juices as she reached between her own legs rubbing with urgency, wanting to join her wife over the edge.
The brunette stilled her hand but did not remove it as she continued to suck Miranda’s clit drawing out her orgasm as she reached her own peak.
‘Miranda…Miranda.’ The younger woman chanted as she saw stars.
Andy closed her eyes and rested her cheek against Miranda’s inner thigh feeling pleasantly exhausted basting in the afterglow of a splendid orgasm.
‘Andrea.’ The quiet voice reminded the brunette that she was still between her lover’s legs with her fist buried inside her.
‘Oh, sorry.’ Andy replied sheepishly, as she gently removed her hand from its warm nest giving Miranda’s nether lips a soft kiss and delighting in the resulting shiver before climbing up her body.
Her lover was lying quite still and flushed, the orgasm having turned her limbs into jello. She gathered the smaller woman into her arms, meeting Miranda’s lips for a loving kiss as their legs entwined with each other.
‘Love you.’ Andy said drowsily, eyes struggling to stay open as she held onto her wife.
‘I love you too. Sleepy?’ The older woman asked, smiling lovingly at the brunette as she reached down to pull the covers over them.
Miranda felt Andy nod against her shoulder as they both drifted into sleep.
TBC
Chapter four- Early wake up call
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Summary: A look into the lives of Andy, Miranda and the twins seven years after the movie.
Andy still can’t sleep.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with the Devil Wears Prada…although I wish I did.
Chapter four’s up. Warning- contains smut. Hope you guys will carry on reading and giving me feedback.
Early wake up call
Miranda felt a weight on her knees as she woke up to the sensation of kisses on her neck.
‘Mmm… Andrea?’ The silver haired woman asked in a sleepy voice, slowly opening her eyes. Andy’s bedside lamp was on and bathed the room in warm light.
‘Good morning honey.’ Her wife replied sitting on Miranda’s legs to keep her from moving while she trailed her lips along the older woman’s collar bone. The sheets had been tossed to the edge of the bed, giving Andy an unobstructed view of her wife’s slender figure.
‘What time is it?’ Miranda enquired, getting more awake as she felt Andy tug the straps of her night gown down her shoulders to expose her breasts.
‘It’s five in the morning.’ The brunette answered before drawing her wife’s right nipple into her mouth.
Miranda’s eyes rolled back in her head while she tried unsuccessfully to stifle a groan as the feeling went straight to her clit.
‘It’s…Sunday.’ The older woman managed her back arching of its own accord as Andy’s hot mouth covered her left breast.
‘I couldn’t sleep and it’s our day off.’ The brunette said breathlessly, kissing her way down Miranda’s torso, urging the older woman to lift her hips as she pulled the red silk down and off of her body along with the white lace panties she wore underneath.
Miranda felt a second of self consciousness lying there completely naked as Andy knelt between her parted legs still fully clothed in her pajamas. The second passed as it always did when she looked into the deep brown eyes of her lover and saw a desire there she knew was for her and her alone.
‘God, you’re so beautiful Miranda.’ The younger woman whispered before her lips came down to meet her wife’s in a hungry kiss.
Hands grabbed urgently at Andy’s pajamas, ‘take…take off…’ Miranda gasped, unable to finish her sentence as the brunette pulled the top up and over her head and shucked of the bottoms, casting both garments to the floor. Her bare chest heaved and glistened with sweat in the light of the room as she lowered her body onto her lover. Miranda was glad her wife never wore any underwear to bed as she felt Andy’s nipples rub against her own.
Andy straddled Miranda’s thigh as she ground her own leg against the older woman’s aching centre.
‘Please.’ Miranda only ever begged for Andy. The friction of heated flesh against her sensitive skin was getting her close to the edge. She could feel her thigh getting slick and knew Andy was just as turned on as she was.
‘Soon honey, soon.’ The brunette breathed, getting wet just by the sight of her wife sprawled underneath her, eyes wide with desire trying to bear down on her leg, desperate for the release only Andy could give her.
Miranda grabbed the sheet on either side of her body as she felt Andy’s hand caressing her cunt in a slow torturous rhythm.
‘You are so wet.’ The brunette whispered as she drove three fingers into her wife without further ado, keeping her thumb on Miranda’s clit.
‘Oh God,’ Blue eye’s squeezed shut as Miranda’s back arched in surprise. She needed to come. Her clit was so hard she thought it would burst if she didn’t get release soon.
‘Open your eyes Miranda. Look at me,’ Andy pleaded as she added a fourth finger and gained momentum, driving into her wife relentlessly.
The older woman’s eyes remained closed her mouth open panting for air as the brunette rubbed herself frantically against her lover’s ivory thigh.
‘Please.’ At Andy’s desperate tone, Miranda forced her eyes to open and was met by a loving, passion filled gaze.
‘Amazing,’ the brunette whispered before her thumb joined the rest of her fingers in Miranda’s welcoming heat. She formed a fist inside her wife as Miranda’s legs went impossibly wide.
So full and please were only thoughts as the older woman willed her eyes to stay open, watching as Andy kissed a line directly to her cunt.
‘You smell so good.’
The moment Miranda felt heated lips wrap around the tight bundle of nerves and her lover’s hand bumping against that special place inside her, it was all over.
Andy felt her wife grow still as the orgasm rolled over her, eyes closed, silver hair mussed and mouth open in a silent cry, cunt clenching around the brunette’s fist as cum flowed out of her. The younger woman lapped hungrily at her lover’s juices as she reached between her own legs rubbing with urgency, wanting to join her wife over the edge.
The brunette stilled her hand but did not remove it as she continued to suck Miranda’s clit drawing out her orgasm as she reached her own peak.
‘Miranda…Miranda.’ The younger woman chanted as she saw stars.
Andy closed her eyes and rested her cheek against Miranda’s inner thigh feeling pleasantly exhausted basting in the afterglow of a splendid orgasm.
‘Andrea.’ The quiet voice reminded the brunette that she was still between her lover’s legs with her fist buried inside her.
‘Oh, sorry.’ Andy replied sheepishly, as she gently removed her hand from its warm nest giving Miranda’s nether lips a soft kiss and delighting in the resulting shiver before climbing up her body.
Her lover was lying quite still and flushed, the orgasm having turned her limbs into jello. She gathered the smaller woman into her arms, meeting Miranda’s lips for a loving kiss as their legs entwined with each other.
‘Love you.’ Andy said drowsily, eyes struggling to stay open as she held onto her wife.
‘I love you too. Sleepy?’ The older woman asked, smiling lovingly at the brunette as she reached down to pull the covers over them.
Miranda felt Andy nod against her shoulder as they both drifted into sleep.
TBC