Hooves and Divas x2 (2/?)
Title: Hooves and Divas x 2
Author: Michi the Mischievous
Disclaimer: The Devil Wears Prada characters are not mine, nor am I making any money writing this.
Fandom: The Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Miranda/Andrea/?
Rating: R - NC17
Summary: The fates have a little twist in store for our heroines. A sequel to Divas and Hooves.
A/N: This takes place 5 years after the epilogue of Divas and Hooves. Also it’s extremely AU.
A/N 2: I forgot to note this in my first story Divas and Hooves, but I’ve tossed out 99.9% of certain lore and made up my own instead.
Miranda checked her appearance one last time in the foyer mirror then left her suite. She stopped at Cruella’s door and knocked softly. She barely heard, “one minute, darling.”
Soon the door opened and admitted Cruella to the hallway. Just as she shut the door she turned and took in Miranda’s attire. Both women stood there stunned by what they saw.
Cruella gazed in wonder at the sight before her. Miranda was dressed in an elegant dress of black satin that hugged her figure and had a modest décolletage. There were no straps to hide any of her creamy shoulders. To Cruella’s surprise Miranda was wearing a beautiful diamond necklace. She also had matching earrings and bracelet. On her feet she wore four inch black satin heels. Cruella could feel her desire for the younger woman warm her veins. She did her best to keep her reaction off of her face.
Miranda glanced up and down at the white satin dress Cruella wore. It was very daring with a deeply plunging neckline that put the inner curves of her breasts on display while a slit up the left side almost to her hip. The whole dress appeared to be painted on. Miranda wondered if she was even wearing any underwear, she flushed at the thought. She then took in the white four inch heels, the matching silk stockings, the white elbow length opera gloves tipped with black diamond nails. Continuing her visual inspection upwards she took in the black diamond necklace and earrings. She gasped softly and bit her lower lip when she took in those unique tresses and how Cruella styled them to appear as if she’d just risen from a round of lovemaking
While Miranda easily caught the flash of desire in Cruella’s amber eyes, Cruella missed Miranda’s reactions to her and her outfit as she looked around the hall trying to find Andy. This gave Miranda pause as she thought her attraction to Cruella had been one sided. She also wondered how Andréa would react to her attraction to Cruella and vice versa.
“Where’s darling Andy? I thought she was going to escort us.” Cruella’s question pulled Miranda from her thoughts.
“She said she would meet us on the landing to escort us down.” Miranda answered, as she passed Cruella, she linked their arms together and headed for the elevator that would deliver them to the landing.
Andy stood back in the deepest shadows of the landing waiting for her wife and Cruella to arrive. When they did Andy sucked in a deep breath at the regal sight. It made her glad that she had done a shadow spell on herself. Then she noticed their linked arms; as well as, the fact that they were standing closer together then simple friends would. She tilted her head in contemplation; she couldn’t wait to see what this night would bring.
After the two women made their way past Andy’s spot, she dropped the spell and stepped up behind them.
“You two are the most gorgeous women here tonight.” Andy husked out.
The two women paused at the sound of Andy’s voice and simultaneously turned around. They both gasped at the vision before them eyes widening. Andy then noticed a flash of desire brighten Cruella’s amber eyes that was soon morphed into a satisfied glint.
Miranda didn’t bother to hide the heat in her gaze as she admired the dress, jewelry and Andréa’s up-swept do. “Where on earth did you find such a delicious ensemble Andréa?”
“From my private vault.” Cruella answered softly. “What I want to know is how you came to choose this dress?”
The younger women looked to the designer. “After I heard what you two were going to wear I went the Closet, I looked at everything that it had to offer, but there wasn’t one thing that called out to me. So I went through all your newest lines and still there wasn’t anything that jumped out at me. Then I asked, begged and pleaded with Alonzo to open your private vault and when he did this was the first thing I saw and it was exactly what I was looking for. I hope you don’t mind Cruella.”
“Not a bit, darling. I think it’s appropriate that you’re wearing your birthday present tonight. It looks absolutely divine. Did it need much altering?”
“No, not even a little. It fit me perfectly. Oh, I’m sorry I totally ruined your surprise for me.”
Cruella tutted. “None of that now, it’s perfect for tonight. I actually commend you for your choice. Though where ever did you find your jewelry and shoes?”
“Well the jewelry are family heirlooms and my mom had the shoes made to match the jewelry when I was a little girl.”
Andy put herself between the fashionistas and offered them her arms. With Miranda on the left and Cruella on the right.
As each woman took an arm, Miranda glanced at Cruella and caught a flicker of sadness flow across the designer’s face and she tensed slightly. She also noticed that tonight Andréa towered over the both of them.
As they moved to the head of the stairs Miranda practically snuggled into Andréa’s side while Cruella kept a respectful distance. The younger woman wasn’t going to allow Cruella’s distance; she discretely pulled the older woman closer to her side, feeling her begin to relax.
Miranda smirked as she caught what Andréa did out of the corner of her eye. Maybe the attraction wasn’t just between she and Cruella, her heart beat a little faster at that. She knew first hand just how possessive centaurs could be; she vowed to keep a close eye on Cruella and her lover tonight.
As they made their way down the staircase all eyes turned to watch them enter and a hush fell over the entire ball room even the music seemed to quiet. No one missed their regal entrance.
When they reached the bottom Miranda tilted her head to her first assistant Erica who scrambled to her place behind Miranda. The crowd parted for them as they made their way to where Miranda usually held court. Once there, the noise level seemed to return to its normal level.
Miranda signaled a waiter and he quickly reached her. She plucked two champagne flutes off the tray handing one to Cruella then one to Andréa. She then took a third for herself.
Miranda held her glass up to the other two women. “To the world’s best designer, may your business continue to flourish.”
They clinked their flutes together and sipped as one.
And that seemed to be the signal for people to approach the two fashion divas. Of course one of the first people to greet them was Chester Neederman. All three women stiffened as he ogled Andy and Cruella.
Still eyeing the women’s attributes. “You’ve done a magnificent job with this gala, Miranda. I must say I’m thoroughly impressed.” Chester said.
“Of course she did, she is Miranda Priestly after all.” Andy stated with a sub-arctic tone that surprised Cruella.
“True, so are you going to introduce me to this divine woman?” Now his attention was solely upon Cruella.
Cruella resisted the urge to rip his face off with her diamond claws.
“Cruella this is Mr. Neederman. Mr. Neederman this is Ms. De Vil.” Andy did the introductions.
Cruella reluctantly held out her hand, but when he bent low over to kiss it she smoothly pulled her hand from his grasp.
“How many times do I have to tell you to just call me Chester, Andy?”
“Mr. Neederman is fine for me and its Ms. Priestly-Sachs to you.”
“On that note, I should go find my wife. She would just love to meet you Cruella.”
“Ms. De Vil shall be fine Mr. Neederman.” Cruella responded coolly.
Chester did a double take at that; he was used to Andy’s and Miranda’s iciness towards him. He thought the two frigid bitches deserved each other. He went off to find his wife and cronies, figuring that Cruella was only acting that way because she was around the other two.
The gala continued smoothly and once all the introductions were finished Cruella and Andy drifted away to talk with others. Miranda kept a close eye on both of them and had to keep a smirk off her face as she watched Andréa do the same. She couldn’t hide the proud look on her face as she watched her wife and best friend shine.
Miranda’s icy mask slammed into place and grew icier as she spotted Chester cornering Cruella near the dance floor. Everyone around her took a few steps back at the chill.
They backed up even farther when a devious smile crossed her lips as she watched her Andréa head towards the couple with a determined expression on her face. By the time Andréa reached them, the look on Cruella’s face promised one of her infamous fits. The possibility of Chester losing his face via her claws increasing. Miranda’s smile grew wider when Andréa reached them saying something to Chester as she held out a hand for Cruella to take. She actually laughed out loud at the flush on Chester’s face and the insulted look he sported. Andréa smoothly led Cruella to the dance floor. She flicked her hands in dismissal to everyone around her including her first assistant.
Miranda watched greedily as Andréa took Cruella in her arms, when Cruella attempted to keep a respectable distance from Andréa she wouldn’t allow it. Oh yes they had so very much to talk about, she thought. She continued to watch as the two danced elegantly. She had always thrilled at the fact that her wife was taller than her. Finding out that her wife was also taller than Cruella gave her a tingle that went from her head to her toes.
As the song began to slow, Miranda made her way towards them. When the song ended Miranda held out her hand to Cruella, then shot a knowing look at Andréa who just grinned sheepishly before handing her dance partner off to Miranda.
“Is it just me or is darling Andy acting peculiarly?” Cruella asked so wrapped up in Andy’s behavior to notice that Miranda was holding her just as close as Andy had.
“Not at all, Andréa is rather protective of those she cares about and I thought you would know by now that you fall into that category.”
When the music began Miranda confidently led the taller woman around the dance floor as Andy drifted to the edge of the floor, turning to watch them.
“Darling is there something you need to tell me?”
Andy jumped a bit at the voice behind her. She turned to the editor-in-chief of the Men’s Runway.
“Not that I know of, why do you ask?”
“Well, let’s see. The only person I’ve ever seen you hold that close to you is your wife. Who just also happens to be holding her dance partner just as close.” He accepted the drink Doug handed to him.
“Not to mention you damn near had Cruella as plastered to your side as Miranda was when you three descended the stairs.” Doug added.
“Oh that’s nothing, that’s just us wanting Cruella to feel special since this is her night after all.” Andy airily waved their comments away.
“Oh please, she knows she’s special.” Nigel countered.
“How about when you charged in to rescue her from Chester the Molester? We know you hate him and Miranda’s moving to have him removed from his position.” Doug smirked at her. “And let’s not forget that while you hate him you’ve never felt the urge to rescue anyone else from his clutches.”
Andy threw up her hands in defeat. “Honestly guys, there’s nothing to tell!” Andy got a knowing smirk on her face as she watched Miranda actually pull Cruella closer to her. “At least not yet. And yes, outside of the family you’ll be the first to know. But you’ve also gotta admit that those two together are absolutely gorgeous.”
“That’s true.” Nigel agreed.
“Just as gorgeous as you and Cruella. Miranda couldn’t keep her eyes off of you.”
“Really?” Andy asked as she turned her head towards Doug but keeping her eyes on the two older women.
“Most definitely. Just like you can’t keep your eyes off of them now.” Doug answered.
All three lapsed into silence as they watched the two older women gracefully make their way around the dance floor.
Once the music wound down Cruella leaned down and whispered in Miranda’s ear. Miranda nodded then placed a hand on Cruella’s cheek and answering Cruella’s question in a whisper.
Although her gesture looked soothing to Nigel and Doug it was a major red flag to Andy. She saw the gesture as the loving and affectionate sign it was for Miranda. Andy quirked a brow as the married women both watched Cruella depart the party. Andy excused herself from the men and made her way to Miranda on the dance floor.
She asked for the next dance. Miranda quirked her brow at her lover and said. “That would be lovely.”
As the couple began to dance to the new song, they looked deep into each other’s eyes. They had several conversations in the few seconds their eyes were locked. When Miranda finally asked Andréa, “Why Cruella?”
“I don’t know to be honest. I always found myself just as protective of her as I am with you.” Andy was thankful that whenever Miranda and she danced the other dancing couples gave them a very wide berth. “Then I started to notice her attraction for you and your attraction to her. All these thoughts and ideas came to me; I was almost overwhelmed. And I thought I should be wary of her, but as time passed I saw how you’re attracted to her. And one day it was a moot point. As I found myself just as attracted to her as you are.”
“So why didn’t you say anything?” Miranda queried again.
“Same reason I figured you hadn’t, I didn’t want to lose her friendship. Until our lunch date a couple of weeks ago, when I noticed just how sad and lonely she was behind her mask. So I thought I would do a few small things here and there to see if she was attracted to me or if it was just you.”
“Trust me, Andréa. She’s just as attracted to you as she is to me.”
“How-“
Miranda quirked her brow again. “Because my darling wife, you are somewhat naïve when it comes to people who are attracted to you.”
She got a playful glare from Andréa at that.
“Now that we’ve acknowledged our mutual attraction for Cruella, what are we going to do about it?” Andréa smirked knowingly at the older woman.
“Whatever do you mean, darling?” Miranda attempted to look innocent.
Andy rolled her eyes. “I know you too well for you to try that Mira. What’s your plan?”
“I am thinking we gradually increase our affectionate gestures, to see if she just desires us or if it’s love.” Miranda sniffed at the twinkle in her mate’s eyes. “Though I’m fairly confident that it’s love.”
Andy tilted her head. “That sounds like a plan, but I do have one question for you. When were you convinced that she was attracted to you?”
“Do you recall that bouquet she sent us the day we had the twins?”
“Yes.” Andy looked slightly confused.
“Well there was a gardenia in the middle of all those passionflowers correct?”
“I’ve always wondered about that.”
“Well the meaning of a gardenia is ‘I love you in secret’. That’s what convinced me.”
“So we’re really going to do this? Are you alright with this?” Andy asked.
“Oh yes, we are going to do this and if it wasn’t alright you’d know about it.” Miranda stated with a gleam in her eye.
XXX
Alonzo opened the door and smiled widely at Andy. “Good afternoon, Miss Andy.”
“Thank you, Alonzo.” Andy answered as he helped her out of her coat.
“How are the twins? Have their fevers come down at all?” Alonzo asked as he hung up her coat.
“Sadly they’re miserable but excited to have Mommy staying with them today. And thankfully yes their temperatures have come down. So thank you Alonzo for the advice it worked wonders.”
“Good I’m glad to hear it miss. Miss De Vil is this way. Send my regards to the twins and let them know that when their healthy again. I will take them to the ice cream shop?”
“Of course, Alonzo. They can’t wait to go.” Andrea said. They entered the office of the designer’s temporary home.
Cruella waved them in as she finished up her phone call. Alonzo led Andy to the settee and chairs at the opposite end of the room. Andy chose the settee and started to set up her recorder. Alonzo asked if she would like something to drink.
“Coffee would be perfect Alonzo.” She looked up and smiled at him. Andy’s smile turned megawatt as Cruella made her way to one of the chairs.
“And for you Miss De Vil? Would you like some tea?”
“That would be lovely. Once that’s done I need you to run these over to the fashion house - Clive is being a drama queen again.” Cruella held up some folders for Alonzo.
“Right away Miss.” He left the room with the folders in his hand.
The two women caught up on the twin’s antics since their illness slowed them down. Soon a tea service with a carafe of coffee set arrived. As they sipped their respective drinks, they heard the door quietly close behind Alonzo.
Once the door closed, Andy began to sweat profusely. She quickly set her coffee cup down. Her breathing quickened, as she was enveloped in Cruella’s glorious scent. She began to breathe out of her mouth, as thoughts of ravishing the fashion maven in a hundred different ways stormed through her over active mind. Andy can feel the flush crawling up her face fighting the urge to change to her true form. She was so pre-occupied by her body’s reactions that she missed Cruella flushing too.
“Um, would you excuse me, Andy darling? There’s something I forgot upstairs.” Cruella purred.
“Sure, could you point out a bathroom to me?” Andy replied huskily.
“Two doors down on the left of this hall, luv.” Cruella sashayed her way out of the office, with Andy licking her lips as she watched the sway of those generous hips.
Andy counted to ten then dashed for the bathroom. After quickly closing and locking the door, she pulled out her cell phone hitting speed dial as she fought the urge to race up those stairs and show the older woman just how she felt.
XXX
Miranda sat in her study on the second floor reading one of the many centaurian books that Mahala sent her. The twins had finally succumbed to an afternoon nap so she had some time to catch up with her reading. Even after tens years with Andréa she still had much to learn about the centaurian world. At the moment she was reading about obscure facts of the centaurian world. And one concept seemed to constantly crop up but never seemed to be explained.
She picked up her cell and dialed a number she had memorized by now. It was answered by the fifth ring.
“Mahala, I’ve been doing some more reading and come across this Durian Effect frequently but there appears to be no explanation as to what it actually is.” Miranda said without preamble.
Some time later she hung up with a thoughtful look on her face. She felt they now had a viable way to see if Cruella was meant for them, but how to get the two of them alone together. She was pondering just how to do that when her phone sprang to life.