Killer Heels and Prada (29/?)
TITLE: Killer Heels and Prada
AUTHOR: merylandrebafan
PAIRING: Miranda/James Bond
RATING: M
A/N: Thanks to mammamiafreak and surena_13 for always being there for me and listening to my ideas and complaints!
DISCLAIMER: Although I would love to take credit for the creation of these characters they are NOT mine, I'm merely borrowing them for my own selfish needs; I will give them back when I am through
SUMMARY: How does it feel to be the last one standing? Miranda Priestly, Editor and Chief of American RUNWAY magazine would know. All of the other editors have been brutally murdered, and now she's next. The world's best agent has been sent to her aid, none other than 007 himself, James Bond. Will he be able to protect her from physical harm, whilst Miranda herself tries to protect her heart against him? Or will he succeed in not only keeping her safe, but also in knocking down the Snow Queens walls?
Ch. 29
The next morning Paparazzi swarmed the front of the townhouse. The news had broken and everyone was eager for their first shot of the love birds. Along with rumors that Miranda was using the story as a cover up. Miranda got ready for work, and noticed James seemed worried about the press. “Darling what’s wrong?” Miranda asked. “Nothing, I’m just worried about those vultures out there, I don’t want them to hurt you or the baby.” James said. Miranda giggled “Darling I have been dealing with the press for years, there will be security outside the Elias Clarke building, security will be here any moment, and plus I trust both you and Roy completely to get me and the children in and out of the car unharmed.” Miranda said and kissed him. “Now come on, the girls should be through with breakfast by now, and Roy will be here any minute.” She said and he followed her down the stairs.
They went downstairs to find the twins ready to go and Miranda smiled when she saw that Caroline and Cassidy each held two water balloons. “What are those filled with?” Miranda asked raising her eyebrow.”It’s a solution we mixed together a few minutes ago for any reporters who get too close.” Cassidy said. “that still doesn’t tell me what’s in them Cassidy Ann” Miranda said and put a hand on her hip. “It’s a mixture of sugar, water, and superglue.” Caroline said and then quickly added “the water and the sugar should keep the glue from sticking too badly, it will be just enough to really peeve them.” Miranda rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Very well my darlings.” Miranda said and James looked surprised “you are actually going to let them throw those?” James asked Miranda smirked. “Of course I am, it won’t cause lasting damage, and if one of them gets close enough then I see no harm in the girls’ thwarting their plans at capturing a photo by dousing them in water and superglue. Besides, it could be worse, last time I believe they used oatmeal with extra hot, hot sauce, the reporters had to go home because their mouths, noses and eyes were burning and the oatmeal was sticking to them making it worse because they couldn’t remove the irritant.” Miranda said and the twins giggled. “Alright girls time for school!” Miranda said looking down at her phone to find a text from Roy.
They all headed out the front door and despite the security, a couple of reporters did indeed get to close for comfort and Caroline and Cassidy hurled the water balloons at them and the reporters screamed at the sticky solution and Miranda had to surprise a smile when the superglue caused the water balloons to actually stick to the reporters’ faces. They got into the car and as soon as they drove off Miranda took off her glasses and began to laugh, and despite himself James found it incredibly funny as well and high fived the twins. “Well done my darlings.” Miranda said and kissed their foreheads.
One week later
The press had thankfully died down somewhat, the press having found someone more interesting to hound for the moment.
Miranda and James sat in the doctor’s office waiting on her appointment with Dr. Peterson. They didn’t have to wait long until they were called back and Miranda was made to put on one of the hideous hospital gowns and lie down and wait for the doctor.
“Ms. Priestly, how are you feeling?” Dr. Peterson asked when she entered the room. “I’m doing fine, the morning sickness is beginning to ease up.” Miranda said and the doctor nodded. “You must be the father.” Dr. Peterson said and held her hand out to James. “Yes, I am it’s nice to meet you.” James said and the doctor nodded. “Alright Ms. Priestly let’s get started.” The doctor lifted the gown up so that Miranda’s abdomen was exposed and she applied some of the jelly to Miranda’s belly and turned on the ultrasound machine, she started gently moving the dev ice across Miranda’s belly and smiled when she heard the heartbeat. “Everything sounds normal and on schedule, you are only ten weeks along so you won’t see too much but you see that tiny spot right there.” The doctor said pointing to the screen and Miranda and James nodded. “That’s your baby. I want to go ahead and do some other tests, I will need blood and urine samples and I should have the results by this evening and I will phone you. However, you are perfectly healthy and the baby’s heartbeat is steady, so I don’t see any complications so far.” Dr. Peterson said and Miranda and James breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was alright so far.
They arrived home about an hour to an empty house, the twins were with their father this week, and James intended to take full advantage of that fact. They got through the doorway and made their way up the stairs of the townhouse. “As they passed by the entertainment room James gently pushed Miranda against the wall. “So I have this incredibly hot fantasy involving three things.” James said and kissed Miranda who responded instantly. “Oh really and what would that be?” Miranda whispered in his ear. Now that her morning sickness was starting to go away her libido was beginning t increase. “Why don’t you find out?” James asks and leans forward for another kiss when Miranda smiles. James picks Miranda up with ease and carries her into the entertainment room and over to the piano and sits her down on top of it.
Miranda raises her eyebrow and pulls James towards her for a heated kiss. When they parted they were panting and Miranda reached up and tore James’s shirt off. “Is this your fantasy?” she whispered in his ear and nipped at it. “Making love to me on the piano?” Miranda asked and kissed his throat. “Ever since you played for the twins last week, after they left the room I wanted nothing more than to hoist you up onto it and have my way with you.” James said and removed Miranda’s silk blouse, revealing a white silk bra to match. Miranda moaned as he cupped her breasts through her bra and he began trailing open mouthed kisses down her throat. Miranda reached down and removed James’s belt in one fluid motion and then quickly unbuttoned them and lowered the zipper.
“I want you now” Miranda moaned. James had just unhooked her bra and thrown it to the floor, then he bent down and took a nipple in his mouth and Miranda whimpered. “Please James” Miranda said and looked into his eyes. James kissed Miranda deeply and moved his hands under her skirt and with a little help from Miranda slid her panties down her legs and they joined her bra on the floor. Miranda quickly pushed James’s pants and boxers down and he kicked them off. “Please” Miranda whispered as James gently pushed her down on the piano and shoved her skirt up around her waist.
Miranda cried out when she felt his tongue at her entrance, she grabbed his hair in her hands urging him on as he slowly slid his tongue inside of her. James moaned and Miranda heard a muffled “My favorite flavor” James moved up to her clit and stroked it lightly and Miranda’s hips bucked. He was teasing her and she couldn’t take it. “Oh God, James….I...Oh…need…you…inside…of me…now!” Miranda said through whimpers and moans and James moved back up and brought Miranda back up into a sitting position on the piano and entered her. They both moaned low and deep and Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist so he could penetrate deeper. He started moving in and out of her fast and hard and Miranda cried out with each thrust, nearing orgasm she leaned back on the piano and James bent over to take a breast in his mouth which causes Miranda to squirm and moan even more. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” Miranda screamed as she orgasmed powerfully, hr entire body shaking. James moaned loudly as he reached his own orgasm and came within her. Miranda laid back on the piano waiting for recovery and moaned faintly as James pulled out of her. He leant over and kissed her mouth tenderly. “I love you beautiful” he said and Miranda smiled up at him, unable to speak.
Two Months Later
Miranda was now 5 months along and just beginning to really show. She was glowing and everyone at RUNWAY noticed it. It was hard not to. The pregnancy slowed her walk slightly and everyone realized that pregnancy really did become Miranda, and sent the newsflash so some of the RUNWAY staff that Miranda was indeed human. James’s security business was only a couple of weeks away from being officially opened, and they couldn’t have been happier.
“No, I don’t care if he has scheduled a vacation, he has been on hiatus for two weeks, I want him there and make it clear that if he is not there the only thing he will be able to get a job designing is the tattoos that goes on a biker’s ass.” Miranda said to a frightened second assistant who managed a feeble “Yes Miranda” and ran from the room. Miranda turned her chair towards the window and rubbed her temple. “Knock knock” Miranda turned around to see Nigel in the doorway and she sighed. “Hello stranger, how is the position of editor and chief of MEN’S RUNWAY treating you?” Miranda asked as Nigel came in and sat down. “I now completely understand what you go through on a daily basis and before the year is out I suspect I could have a few choice nicknames of my own.” Nigel said and Miranda chuckled. “The incompetence of these people never ceases to amaze me Nigel.” Miranda said. “How are you feeling?” Nigel asked looking down at Miranda’s growing belly. Miranda placed her hand on top of her slightly distended and smiled. “I’m fine, all checkups I have been to, and all tests conclude that the baby is healthy. I go to the doctor today to find out the sex of the baby.” Miranda said and smiled slightly. “You better be calling Uncle Nigel as soon as you know! I expect to be helping to celebrate! That and I’ve got a hundred dollars bet on you having another girl.” Nigel said and Miranda raised her eyebrow.
“Who exactly are you betting against?” Miranda asked “I’m betting against Emily” Nigel said and Miranda glared. “So it’s one of my employees, good that means I can fire her for gambling in the work place.” Miranda said but Nigel wasn’t fooled. “You wouldn’t dare, not over something like this because you are just as eager to know yourself, even though the staff in Elias Clarke is under the impression that as soon as the baby is born you will eat him or her.” Miranda rolled her eyes at the comment and checked her watch. “Well my appointment is in 30 minutes so I need to head on out.” “Bag, Umbrella” Miranda said as she looked out the window to see it raining and shook her head. “Spring rain” Nigel said and smiled “If April showers bring Mayflowers what do Mayflowers bring?” Nigel asked and Miranda raised her eyebrow. “Really Nigel shouldn’t such childhood riddles be left behind you by now?” Miranda asked and then smirked and whispered in his ear as her bag and umbrella was brought to her “Pilgrims” Nigel contained his laughter the best he could as Miranda stormed out of the office, freezing every employee in their tracks.
Miranda once again lay down on the exam table with James holding her hand gently as Dr. Peterson searched the image on the screen. Miranda took a deep breath, and after what seemed like an eternity Dr. Peterson turned to Miranda and James and said “Congratulations you two, you are having a baby girl.” Miranda smiled and so did James. “I hope she looks just like you.” James said and kissed Miranda gently. “The downside to that is, when she gets old enough to date I’m going to have to beat the boys off with a stick or two.” Miranda rolled her eyes and James chuckled. “Why don’t we just concentrate on setting up the nursery for now?” Miranda said as James helped her up. “You’re the boss” James said.
The two left the Doctor’s office hand in hand, unaware that their photograph was being taken by someone other than the paparazzi…….TBC
reviews!!!?????
AUTHOR: merylandrebafan
PAIRING: Miranda/James Bond
RATING: M
A/N: Thanks to mammamiafreak and surena_13 for always being there for me and listening to my ideas and complaints!
DISCLAIMER: Although I would love to take credit for the creation of these characters they are NOT mine, I'm merely borrowing them for my own selfish needs; I will give them back when I am through
SUMMARY: How does it feel to be the last one standing? Miranda Priestly, Editor and Chief of American RUNWAY magazine would know. All of the other editors have been brutally murdered, and now she's next. The world's best agent has been sent to her aid, none other than 007 himself, James Bond. Will he be able to protect her from physical harm, whilst Miranda herself tries to protect her heart against him? Or will he succeed in not only keeping her safe, but also in knocking down the Snow Queens walls?
Ch. 29
The next morning Paparazzi swarmed the front of the townhouse. The news had broken and everyone was eager for their first shot of the love birds. Along with rumors that Miranda was using the story as a cover up. Miranda got ready for work, and noticed James seemed worried about the press. “Darling what’s wrong?” Miranda asked. “Nothing, I’m just worried about those vultures out there, I don’t want them to hurt you or the baby.” James said. Miranda giggled “Darling I have been dealing with the press for years, there will be security outside the Elias Clarke building, security will be here any moment, and plus I trust both you and Roy completely to get me and the children in and out of the car unharmed.” Miranda said and kissed him. “Now come on, the girls should be through with breakfast by now, and Roy will be here any minute.” She said and he followed her down the stairs.
They went downstairs to find the twins ready to go and Miranda smiled when she saw that Caroline and Cassidy each held two water balloons. “What are those filled with?” Miranda asked raising her eyebrow.”It’s a solution we mixed together a few minutes ago for any reporters who get too close.” Cassidy said. “that still doesn’t tell me what’s in them Cassidy Ann” Miranda said and put a hand on her hip. “It’s a mixture of sugar, water, and superglue.” Caroline said and then quickly added “the water and the sugar should keep the glue from sticking too badly, it will be just enough to really peeve them.” Miranda rolled her eyes and chuckled. “Very well my darlings.” Miranda said and James looked surprised “you are actually going to let them throw those?” James asked Miranda smirked. “Of course I am, it won’t cause lasting damage, and if one of them gets close enough then I see no harm in the girls’ thwarting their plans at capturing a photo by dousing them in water and superglue. Besides, it could be worse, last time I believe they used oatmeal with extra hot, hot sauce, the reporters had to go home because their mouths, noses and eyes were burning and the oatmeal was sticking to them making it worse because they couldn’t remove the irritant.” Miranda said and the twins giggled. “Alright girls time for school!” Miranda said looking down at her phone to find a text from Roy.
They all headed out the front door and despite the security, a couple of reporters did indeed get to close for comfort and Caroline and Cassidy hurled the water balloons at them and the reporters screamed at the sticky solution and Miranda had to surprise a smile when the superglue caused the water balloons to actually stick to the reporters’ faces. They got into the car and as soon as they drove off Miranda took off her glasses and began to laugh, and despite himself James found it incredibly funny as well and high fived the twins. “Well done my darlings.” Miranda said and kissed their foreheads.
One week later
The press had thankfully died down somewhat, the press having found someone more interesting to hound for the moment.
Miranda and James sat in the doctor’s office waiting on her appointment with Dr. Peterson. They didn’t have to wait long until they were called back and Miranda was made to put on one of the hideous hospital gowns and lie down and wait for the doctor.
“Ms. Priestly, how are you feeling?” Dr. Peterson asked when she entered the room. “I’m doing fine, the morning sickness is beginning to ease up.” Miranda said and the doctor nodded. “You must be the father.” Dr. Peterson said and held her hand out to James. “Yes, I am it’s nice to meet you.” James said and the doctor nodded. “Alright Ms. Priestly let’s get started.” The doctor lifted the gown up so that Miranda’s abdomen was exposed and she applied some of the jelly to Miranda’s belly and turned on the ultrasound machine, she started gently moving the dev ice across Miranda’s belly and smiled when she heard the heartbeat. “Everything sounds normal and on schedule, you are only ten weeks along so you won’t see too much but you see that tiny spot right there.” The doctor said pointing to the screen and Miranda and James nodded. “That’s your baby. I want to go ahead and do some other tests, I will need blood and urine samples and I should have the results by this evening and I will phone you. However, you are perfectly healthy and the baby’s heartbeat is steady, so I don’t see any complications so far.” Dr. Peterson said and Miranda and James breathed a sigh of relief. Everything was alright so far.
They arrived home about an hour to an empty house, the twins were with their father this week, and James intended to take full advantage of that fact. They got through the doorway and made their way up the stairs of the townhouse. “As they passed by the entertainment room James gently pushed Miranda against the wall. “So I have this incredibly hot fantasy involving three things.” James said and kissed Miranda who responded instantly. “Oh really and what would that be?” Miranda whispered in his ear. Now that her morning sickness was starting to go away her libido was beginning t increase. “Why don’t you find out?” James asks and leans forward for another kiss when Miranda smiles. James picks Miranda up with ease and carries her into the entertainment room and over to the piano and sits her down on top of it.
Miranda raises her eyebrow and pulls James towards her for a heated kiss. When they parted they were panting and Miranda reached up and tore James’s shirt off. “Is this your fantasy?” she whispered in his ear and nipped at it. “Making love to me on the piano?” Miranda asked and kissed his throat. “Ever since you played for the twins last week, after they left the room I wanted nothing more than to hoist you up onto it and have my way with you.” James said and removed Miranda’s silk blouse, revealing a white silk bra to match. Miranda moaned as he cupped her breasts through her bra and he began trailing open mouthed kisses down her throat. Miranda reached down and removed James’s belt in one fluid motion and then quickly unbuttoned them and lowered the zipper.
“I want you now” Miranda moaned. James had just unhooked her bra and thrown it to the floor, then he bent down and took a nipple in his mouth and Miranda whimpered. “Please James” Miranda said and looked into his eyes. James kissed Miranda deeply and moved his hands under her skirt and with a little help from Miranda slid her panties down her legs and they joined her bra on the floor. Miranda quickly pushed James’s pants and boxers down and he kicked them off. “Please” Miranda whispered as James gently pushed her down on the piano and shoved her skirt up around her waist.
Miranda cried out when she felt his tongue at her entrance, she grabbed his hair in her hands urging him on as he slowly slid his tongue inside of her. James moaned and Miranda heard a muffled “My favorite flavor” James moved up to her clit and stroked it lightly and Miranda’s hips bucked. He was teasing her and she couldn’t take it. “Oh God, James….I...Oh…need…you…inside…of me…now!” Miranda said through whimpers and moans and James moved back up and brought Miranda back up into a sitting position on the piano and entered her. They both moaned low and deep and Miranda wrapped her legs around his waist so he could penetrate deeper. He started moving in and out of her fast and hard and Miranda cried out with each thrust, nearing orgasm she leaned back on the piano and James bent over to take a breast in his mouth which causes Miranda to squirm and moan even more. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” Miranda screamed as she orgasmed powerfully, hr entire body shaking. James moaned loudly as he reached his own orgasm and came within her. Miranda laid back on the piano waiting for recovery and moaned faintly as James pulled out of her. He leant over and kissed her mouth tenderly. “I love you beautiful” he said and Miranda smiled up at him, unable to speak.
Two Months Later
Miranda was now 5 months along and just beginning to really show. She was glowing and everyone at RUNWAY noticed it. It was hard not to. The pregnancy slowed her walk slightly and everyone realized that pregnancy really did become Miranda, and sent the newsflash so some of the RUNWAY staff that Miranda was indeed human. James’s security business was only a couple of weeks away from being officially opened, and they couldn’t have been happier.
“No, I don’t care if he has scheduled a vacation, he has been on hiatus for two weeks, I want him there and make it clear that if he is not there the only thing he will be able to get a job designing is the tattoos that goes on a biker’s ass.” Miranda said to a frightened second assistant who managed a feeble “Yes Miranda” and ran from the room. Miranda turned her chair towards the window and rubbed her temple. “Knock knock” Miranda turned around to see Nigel in the doorway and she sighed. “Hello stranger, how is the position of editor and chief of MEN’S RUNWAY treating you?” Miranda asked as Nigel came in and sat down. “I now completely understand what you go through on a daily basis and before the year is out I suspect I could have a few choice nicknames of my own.” Nigel said and Miranda chuckled. “The incompetence of these people never ceases to amaze me Nigel.” Miranda said. “How are you feeling?” Nigel asked looking down at Miranda’s growing belly. Miranda placed her hand on top of her slightly distended and smiled. “I’m fine, all checkups I have been to, and all tests conclude that the baby is healthy. I go to the doctor today to find out the sex of the baby.” Miranda said and smiled slightly. “You better be calling Uncle Nigel as soon as you know! I expect to be helping to celebrate! That and I’ve got a hundred dollars bet on you having another girl.” Nigel said and Miranda raised her eyebrow.
“Who exactly are you betting against?” Miranda asked “I’m betting against Emily” Nigel said and Miranda glared. “So it’s one of my employees, good that means I can fire her for gambling in the work place.” Miranda said but Nigel wasn’t fooled. “You wouldn’t dare, not over something like this because you are just as eager to know yourself, even though the staff in Elias Clarke is under the impression that as soon as the baby is born you will eat him or her.” Miranda rolled her eyes at the comment and checked her watch. “Well my appointment is in 30 minutes so I need to head on out.” “Bag, Umbrella” Miranda said as she looked out the window to see it raining and shook her head. “Spring rain” Nigel said and smiled “If April showers bring Mayflowers what do Mayflowers bring?” Nigel asked and Miranda raised her eyebrow. “Really Nigel shouldn’t such childhood riddles be left behind you by now?” Miranda asked and then smirked and whispered in his ear as her bag and umbrella was brought to her “Pilgrims” Nigel contained his laughter the best he could as Miranda stormed out of the office, freezing every employee in their tracks.
Miranda once again lay down on the exam table with James holding her hand gently as Dr. Peterson searched the image on the screen. Miranda took a deep breath, and after what seemed like an eternity Dr. Peterson turned to Miranda and James and said “Congratulations you two, you are having a baby girl.” Miranda smiled and so did James. “I hope she looks just like you.” James said and kissed Miranda gently. “The downside to that is, when she gets old enough to date I’m going to have to beat the boys off with a stick or two.” Miranda rolled her eyes and James chuckled. “Why don’t we just concentrate on setting up the nursery for now?” Miranda said as James helped her up. “You’re the boss” James said.
The two left the Doctor’s office hand in hand, unaware that their photograph was being taken by someone other than the paparazzi…….TBC
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