Surrender and Certainty (8/?)
Title: Surrender and Certainty
Fandom: the Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: M
Summary: AU - Andy must lie to Miranda to do her job and bring down an elaborate crime ring involving Irv Ravitz. Circumstances will force Andy back into Miranda's professional and personal life whether the editor wants it or not. Will she be able to trust the brunette and let her in to her heart?
Disclaimers: Not mine, obviously. Just taking them out of the box for entertainment and will return them when finished (or not).
A/N: Most definitely a rated M chapter. This was a hard one, I couldn’t decide how to end it but hopefully you will all be happy with it. Enjoy! Please R&R.
Andy walked with Miranda through the house. Agents and police officers kept the press far enough away that she could at least comfort her love. The former blonde was in her kitchen picking up the pieces of her grandmother's china with tears in her eyes. The brunette knelt beside her and took the pieces from her shaking hands so she didn't cut herself. The older woman sobbed and Andy felt her heart constrict. She took Miranda's hands and pulled the woman into her lap falling back on her behind on a clear part of the floor. She sat with her back against the cabinet cradling the woman in her arms kissing her temple knowing there was nothing she could do to help.
It was getting extremely late and Roy texted her to let her know he would be pulling up soon. "Is there anything you want to bring with you? Roy will be here in five minutes." Miranda looked up at her and shook her head unable to speak. Andy nodded and hugged her tightly. She carefully picked herself and the older woman up with the aid of the counter. The brunette untangled herself from the former blonde but Miranda wouldn't let go. "You have to go outside, Mira, Roy has the girls. They're going to be worried because of all the commotion outside. I'm going to grab a few things, okay?" The older woman still didn't move. Andy tilted her chin up so she could see her eyes. "I'll be out shortly, I promise."
Miranda nodded and started walking toward the front door. Andy sighed and walked around the townhouse gathering some things to make the girls and Miranda feel at home in her place. She managed to find a picture of Miranda with the girls on the beach, a couple blankets and stuffed animals from the girls' room, and a photo album that was somehow left untouched. She picked up her belongings that were salvageable and made her way outside.
Roy was waiting to open the door for her warding off the press. She knew this would be a total shit storm later but she was more concerned with the three people she was currently responsible for. If Hastings thought she was too close to be overly involved in the case, so be it. She needed to put Miranda and the twins first. The girls were sitting in the third row of the SUV and Miranda was in the second row staring out the window with her sunglasses on. The girls looked frightened so she addressed them first. "Hey girls. How was your trip to your dad’s?" she asked. They both shrugged.
Cassidy finally answered. "It was okay, he has a new girlfriend so she was trying to impress us."
"And how did that go?"
"We hate her," Caroline added. "She's awful."
"And she wears too much make-up."
"Okay, so we don't like the new girlfriend. Got it."
"Andy, what happened?"
Since Miranda had chosen to stay quiet, Andy explained briefly in terms they would understand. "Well, I suppose I should start at the beginning. Your mom and I realized we had feelings for each other when we were in Paris. Your mom and Steven are no longer together and he moved out. They're getting a divorce. When we got back, we decided we had wasted enough time trying to hide how we felt and we've been seeing each other since we got back."
"So you guys are like together?" Caroline asked.
"And you love each other?" Cassidy added.
"Yes," Andy confirmed. "Is that okay?"
"Duh! You're awesome! And mom seemed to be happier with you around the last few months even though Steven was stupid."
"You guys didn't like him?"
"No, he yelled a lot," Caroline said.
"What's wrong with mom?" Cassidy wondered.
Andy sighed. They would find out from the papers or school tomorrow so there was no point in not telling them. "Someone broke into the house; you'll be staying with me for at least this week, maybe longer. That's why I grabbed you a couple blankets and some stuffed animals from your rooms."
"Did you get stuff for mom too?"
"Of course I did, what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't? I found a photo album and the picture of the three of you at the beach." Miranda glanced at her with surprise written across her face. She knew the editor didn't expect anything to be left undamaged but the brunette had managed to find at least a couple things that wouldn't be marred by tonight's events. "Please don't take this the wrong way girls, but no one can know your mom and I are together right now. The divorce isn't finalized and I still work for her. You understand that for those reasons you can’t tell anyone?"
"What about page six? Won't they figure it out?" Caroline asked.
"Eventually, but for all anyone else knows I've been working late with your mom at the house because she's so busy. She just got promoted after all."
"You did?" Cassidy directed her question to Miranda and the woman nodded. "Wow!"
"So cool! So mom is like in charge of every magazine now?"
"Yes and very busy making sure they all run smoothly. In fact, we normally work pretty late during the week."
"But we can like have dinner together right? Because when you started doing her schedule we got to eat dinner with her a lot." Caroline asked hopefully.
"Yes, we will eat dinner together. Roy will pick us up from the office and then come to get you from school. Your mom and I will work from home the rest of the night. I promise you'll get to spend some time with her too."
"Do you have stuff for us to do? We only took a few things to dad's."
"I have a vintage Super Nintendo you guys can hook up and play, some board games, and adult coloring books."
"Adult coloring books?" Cassidy looked confused.
"Yes, they're for stress relief. They're mostly patterns of some sort although you can get really creative with the Harry Potter or Star Wars. I have a couple copies of those sitting around. You can each have one. I also have markers or color pencils."
"Cool. Thanks, Andy." Caroline and Cassidy both smiled.
"You're welcome."
Andy finally turned around feeling a little lighter now that she knew the girls were on the same page and okay with her and Miranda. The older woman was still looking out the window but had reached for the brunette's hand and gave it a squeeze. The agent squeezed back knowing as soon as they got to her apartment and away from the girls the woman would require her attention. She could give her the space she needed until then.
Luckily, her apartment was still clean since she had been staying with Miranda all week. She got the girls set up in her spare room and set up the gaming system for them. "This is so cool, Andy!" Cassidy said playing one of the games.
"I'm glad you like it, but homework first, we all know you didn't manage to get it finished at your dad’s," the brunette smiled and motioned for both of them to follow her to the kitchen. "Now, what do you want for dinner?"
"Can we have mac 'n' cheese?" Caroline asked.
"Let me check to see if I have the ingredients we need," she said opening her fridge. "Milk check, butter check, cheese check, bacon check," she moved to her pantry. "Macaroni check, bread crumbs check. Looks like you get my famous bacon mac."
"Awesome!" Cassidy replied and the girls stared their homework while Andy worked on dinner. She kept glancing at Miranda wondering what she could do to help the woman relax but continued to come up short. The brunette poured two glasses of her favorite bourbon while the butter was melting and took one to the older woman.
She took it with a soft thank you fingertips brushing against Andy's skin. The younger woman nodded knowing that she was thanking her for more than just the glass of amber liquid. The agent leaned over and kissed her temple before going be back to the kitchen to finish dinner. The girls completed their homework just as dinner was being pulled out of the oven. It smelled delicious. The twins devoured their portions but Miranda barely ate and Andy was starting to get worried.
After dinner, the girls took showers and then got ready for bed before raiding Andy's literature collection. Cassidy had settled on a Jane Austen novel while Caroline had picked up a Charles Dickens. A short while later, she managed to convince Miranda to take a bath. Andy had just gotten into bed after checking on the girls and was reading when Miranda emerged in her nightgown. "The girls are asleep," she said putting her book down. The older woman nodded. "Please, talk to me? What can I do?" she said sliding out of bed. "What do you need?" Andy asked rubbing her hands up and down the editor's arms.
Miranda's eyes were vivid and flashing dangerously. The younger woman knew that glance meant the Dragon was lurking in the background. "Get undressed," the editor ordered. Andy took a step back just staring at the woman in front of her. "By all means, move at a glacial pace, you know how that thrills me. Clothes. Off. Now."
"Mira?"
"No. You asked me what I need. I need this. I need to be in control."
"Okay."
Miranda hadn't seemed to have heard her since she was still talking. "You wanted the Dragon; I hope you know what you asked for."
Andy put a finger on her lips to stop her. "I said, okay, Mira. Whatever you need."
The editor's tongue ran along the digit causing the brunette to moan and close her eyes. Fingers gripped her hips and pulled her close. Miranda's soft lips kissed the tip of her finger then moved to her mouth. Andy felt the older woman's hands move up her ribs to her breasts where her index finger and thumb pinched her nipples hard. The brunette gasped feeling the sensations travel straight to her core.
"I said, get undressed, Andréa," Miranda reiterated and pushed her back so there was more space between them. Andy slowly unbuttoned her shirt watching the older woman's eyes turn stormy. "Why am I waiting?" The brunette sighed and quickly removed her clothing until she was completely naked. "Get on the bed, lie on your back, and spread your legs." The agent did as she was told and watched Miranda waiting for more instructions. The editor licked her lips and her eyes flashed both hungry and prideful. "Touch yourself."
Andy complied starting with her breasts. She massaged and squeezed them with a groan escaping her lips. Fingertips brushed, flicked, and pinched her nipples roughly. The brunette's breath came in short gasps. Her eyes never left Miranda's gaze. One hand moved down her chest across her stomach and settled between her thighs. She was so wet. Her eyes slipped shut as she slowly teased her labia and opening bringing the moisture to her clit. Her other hand continued to play with her nipples as she fingered herself. "Stop," Miranda said firmly. Andy whimpered, she was so close. "Keep your eyes closed."
"Yes, Miranda," the brunette's response came out in short gasps mirroring her breathing. She heard a box open and close. Naturally, curiosity nagged at her but she kept her eyes shut. The bed dipped and the brunette could feel her body hum in anticipation. She felt Miranda slip her fingers through her wetness and lips attached to her skin. She was so caught up in the sensations she didn't notice how the editor had angled her hips or that she was more on top of her.
The intrusion came swiftly and penetrated her harshly. It was shocking and painful but it also felt so very good. Miranda's thrusts with the strap on were deep and deliberate. Her breasts were mashed against Andy's and their bodies quickly became slick with sweat. All sorts of sounds were leaving the brunette's mouth of an intelligible sort as Miranda thoroughly claimed her. Hips slapped together and a wet sucking noise was made every time the editor pulled out. Andy was desperately close to coming when the editor stopped and withdrew the dildo. "On your knees."
Andy rolled over and pushed herself up on all fours leaning slightly forward on her arms. Miranda entered her without preamble. She draped herself over the brunette and pulled her up with her. She had to brace herself on the wall behind the bed as her love thrust into her. Miranda bit into Andy's shoulder. Hands caressed her breasts and she thrust deeper, harder, and faster but even after building her back up it wasn't enough Andy needed more. "Do you want to come now, Andréa?" the brunette nodded pressing her backside into the woman meeting her thrusts. "Answer me."
"Yes. Yes. Please, Mira."
The woman had quickly reduced her to begging and she was desperate. A hand slid from her breasts between her legs. Miranda pinched and flicked at her clit while still thrusting her hips. "Now. Come for me, Andréa."
With a final swipe of her thumb Andy felt her insides turn to molten fire as her orgasm wracked her entire body. "Fuck, Mira," Miranda pulled her hair so her head rested against her shoulder and kissed her deeply. She pulled away breathing heaving and Andy sagged against her.
Andy felt Miranda carefully withdraw the dildo and heard her slip the harness off leaving it in a heap by Andy's bed. The brunette was spent and sincerely wanted to return the favor but couldn't move now that she was on her back. The editor settled beside Andy and pulled the sheet over them. "Mira?"
"Don't worry about me, darling, I got just what I needed. Thank you, for everything you did today."
"I'd do anything for you and the girls, Mira," she replied lifting her love’s chin so she could gaze into her beautiful stormy eyes.
Miranda nodded and snuggled deeper into Andy's side. The brunette felt tears against her skin and few minutes later the agent pulled the older woman as close as possible with her arms around her holding her as she cried. After a while, Miranda sighed and looked up at her love. "I have never felt as safe with anyone as I do with you. You trusted me to take what I needed and not judge me. There are not many people who would do that for me."
"I trust you because I love you, Mira. I mean what I say when I tell you I'm here, I'll protect you at any cost, and I'll do or give you whatever you want or need. I only ever want you to feel safe and loved."
"With you, it's impossible not to."
Fandom: the Devil Wears Prada
Pairing: Miranda/Andy
Rating: M
Summary: AU - Andy must lie to Miranda to do her job and bring down an elaborate crime ring involving Irv Ravitz. Circumstances will force Andy back into Miranda's professional and personal life whether the editor wants it or not. Will she be able to trust the brunette and let her in to her heart?
Disclaimers: Not mine, obviously. Just taking them out of the box for entertainment and will return them when finished (or not).
A/N: Most definitely a rated M chapter. This was a hard one, I couldn’t decide how to end it but hopefully you will all be happy with it. Enjoy! Please R&R.
Andy walked with Miranda through the house. Agents and police officers kept the press far enough away that she could at least comfort her love. The former blonde was in her kitchen picking up the pieces of her grandmother's china with tears in her eyes. The brunette knelt beside her and took the pieces from her shaking hands so she didn't cut herself. The older woman sobbed and Andy felt her heart constrict. She took Miranda's hands and pulled the woman into her lap falling back on her behind on a clear part of the floor. She sat with her back against the cabinet cradling the woman in her arms kissing her temple knowing there was nothing she could do to help.
It was getting extremely late and Roy texted her to let her know he would be pulling up soon. "Is there anything you want to bring with you? Roy will be here in five minutes." Miranda looked up at her and shook her head unable to speak. Andy nodded and hugged her tightly. She carefully picked herself and the older woman up with the aid of the counter. The brunette untangled herself from the former blonde but Miranda wouldn't let go. "You have to go outside, Mira, Roy has the girls. They're going to be worried because of all the commotion outside. I'm going to grab a few things, okay?" The older woman still didn't move. Andy tilted her chin up so she could see her eyes. "I'll be out shortly, I promise."
Miranda nodded and started walking toward the front door. Andy sighed and walked around the townhouse gathering some things to make the girls and Miranda feel at home in her place. She managed to find a picture of Miranda with the girls on the beach, a couple blankets and stuffed animals from the girls' room, and a photo album that was somehow left untouched. She picked up her belongings that were salvageable and made her way outside.
Roy was waiting to open the door for her warding off the press. She knew this would be a total shit storm later but she was more concerned with the three people she was currently responsible for. If Hastings thought she was too close to be overly involved in the case, so be it. She needed to put Miranda and the twins first. The girls were sitting in the third row of the SUV and Miranda was in the second row staring out the window with her sunglasses on. The girls looked frightened so she addressed them first. "Hey girls. How was your trip to your dad’s?" she asked. They both shrugged.
Cassidy finally answered. "It was okay, he has a new girlfriend so she was trying to impress us."
"And how did that go?"
"We hate her," Caroline added. "She's awful."
"And she wears too much make-up."
"Okay, so we don't like the new girlfriend. Got it."
"Andy, what happened?"
Since Miranda had chosen to stay quiet, Andy explained briefly in terms they would understand. "Well, I suppose I should start at the beginning. Your mom and I realized we had feelings for each other when we were in Paris. Your mom and Steven are no longer together and he moved out. They're getting a divorce. When we got back, we decided we had wasted enough time trying to hide how we felt and we've been seeing each other since we got back."
"So you guys are like together?" Caroline asked.
"And you love each other?" Cassidy added.
"Yes," Andy confirmed. "Is that okay?"
"Duh! You're awesome! And mom seemed to be happier with you around the last few months even though Steven was stupid."
"You guys didn't like him?"
"No, he yelled a lot," Caroline said.
"What's wrong with mom?" Cassidy wondered.
Andy sighed. They would find out from the papers or school tomorrow so there was no point in not telling them. "Someone broke into the house; you'll be staying with me for at least this week, maybe longer. That's why I grabbed you a couple blankets and some stuffed animals from your rooms."
"Did you get stuff for mom too?"
"Of course I did, what kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't? I found a photo album and the picture of the three of you at the beach." Miranda glanced at her with surprise written across her face. She knew the editor didn't expect anything to be left undamaged but the brunette had managed to find at least a couple things that wouldn't be marred by tonight's events. "Please don't take this the wrong way girls, but no one can know your mom and I are together right now. The divorce isn't finalized and I still work for her. You understand that for those reasons you can’t tell anyone?"
"What about page six? Won't they figure it out?" Caroline asked.
"Eventually, but for all anyone else knows I've been working late with your mom at the house because she's so busy. She just got promoted after all."
"You did?" Cassidy directed her question to Miranda and the woman nodded. "Wow!"
"So cool! So mom is like in charge of every magazine now?"
"Yes and very busy making sure they all run smoothly. In fact, we normally work pretty late during the week."
"But we can like have dinner together right? Because when you started doing her schedule we got to eat dinner with her a lot." Caroline asked hopefully.
"Yes, we will eat dinner together. Roy will pick us up from the office and then come to get you from school. Your mom and I will work from home the rest of the night. I promise you'll get to spend some time with her too."
"Do you have stuff for us to do? We only took a few things to dad's."
"I have a vintage Super Nintendo you guys can hook up and play, some board games, and adult coloring books."
"Adult coloring books?" Cassidy looked confused.
"Yes, they're for stress relief. They're mostly patterns of some sort although you can get really creative with the Harry Potter or Star Wars. I have a couple copies of those sitting around. You can each have one. I also have markers or color pencils."
"Cool. Thanks, Andy." Caroline and Cassidy both smiled.
"You're welcome."
Andy finally turned around feeling a little lighter now that she knew the girls were on the same page and okay with her and Miranda. The older woman was still looking out the window but had reached for the brunette's hand and gave it a squeeze. The agent squeezed back knowing as soon as they got to her apartment and away from the girls the woman would require her attention. She could give her the space she needed until then.
Luckily, her apartment was still clean since she had been staying with Miranda all week. She got the girls set up in her spare room and set up the gaming system for them. "This is so cool, Andy!" Cassidy said playing one of the games.
"I'm glad you like it, but homework first, we all know you didn't manage to get it finished at your dad’s," the brunette smiled and motioned for both of them to follow her to the kitchen. "Now, what do you want for dinner?"
"Can we have mac 'n' cheese?" Caroline asked.
"Let me check to see if I have the ingredients we need," she said opening her fridge. "Milk check, butter check, cheese check, bacon check," she moved to her pantry. "Macaroni check, bread crumbs check. Looks like you get my famous bacon mac."
"Awesome!" Cassidy replied and the girls stared their homework while Andy worked on dinner. She kept glancing at Miranda wondering what she could do to help the woman relax but continued to come up short. The brunette poured two glasses of her favorite bourbon while the butter was melting and took one to the older woman.
She took it with a soft thank you fingertips brushing against Andy's skin. The younger woman nodded knowing that she was thanking her for more than just the glass of amber liquid. The agent leaned over and kissed her temple before going be back to the kitchen to finish dinner. The girls completed their homework just as dinner was being pulled out of the oven. It smelled delicious. The twins devoured their portions but Miranda barely ate and Andy was starting to get worried.
After dinner, the girls took showers and then got ready for bed before raiding Andy's literature collection. Cassidy had settled on a Jane Austen novel while Caroline had picked up a Charles Dickens. A short while later, she managed to convince Miranda to take a bath. Andy had just gotten into bed after checking on the girls and was reading when Miranda emerged in her nightgown. "The girls are asleep," she said putting her book down. The older woman nodded. "Please, talk to me? What can I do?" she said sliding out of bed. "What do you need?" Andy asked rubbing her hands up and down the editor's arms.
Miranda's eyes were vivid and flashing dangerously. The younger woman knew that glance meant the Dragon was lurking in the background. "Get undressed," the editor ordered. Andy took a step back just staring at the woman in front of her. "By all means, move at a glacial pace, you know how that thrills me. Clothes. Off. Now."
"Mira?"
"No. You asked me what I need. I need this. I need to be in control."
"Okay."
Miranda hadn't seemed to have heard her since she was still talking. "You wanted the Dragon; I hope you know what you asked for."
Andy put a finger on her lips to stop her. "I said, okay, Mira. Whatever you need."
The editor's tongue ran along the digit causing the brunette to moan and close her eyes. Fingers gripped her hips and pulled her close. Miranda's soft lips kissed the tip of her finger then moved to her mouth. Andy felt the older woman's hands move up her ribs to her breasts where her index finger and thumb pinched her nipples hard. The brunette gasped feeling the sensations travel straight to her core.
"I said, get undressed, Andréa," Miranda reiterated and pushed her back so there was more space between them. Andy slowly unbuttoned her shirt watching the older woman's eyes turn stormy. "Why am I waiting?" The brunette sighed and quickly removed her clothing until she was completely naked. "Get on the bed, lie on your back, and spread your legs." The agent did as she was told and watched Miranda waiting for more instructions. The editor licked her lips and her eyes flashed both hungry and prideful. "Touch yourself."
Andy complied starting with her breasts. She massaged and squeezed them with a groan escaping her lips. Fingertips brushed, flicked, and pinched her nipples roughly. The brunette's breath came in short gasps. Her eyes never left Miranda's gaze. One hand moved down her chest across her stomach and settled between her thighs. She was so wet. Her eyes slipped shut as she slowly teased her labia and opening bringing the moisture to her clit. Her other hand continued to play with her nipples as she fingered herself. "Stop," Miranda said firmly. Andy whimpered, she was so close. "Keep your eyes closed."
"Yes, Miranda," the brunette's response came out in short gasps mirroring her breathing. She heard a box open and close. Naturally, curiosity nagged at her but she kept her eyes shut. The bed dipped and the brunette could feel her body hum in anticipation. She felt Miranda slip her fingers through her wetness and lips attached to her skin. She was so caught up in the sensations she didn't notice how the editor had angled her hips or that she was more on top of her.
The intrusion came swiftly and penetrated her harshly. It was shocking and painful but it also felt so very good. Miranda's thrusts with the strap on were deep and deliberate. Her breasts were mashed against Andy's and their bodies quickly became slick with sweat. All sorts of sounds were leaving the brunette's mouth of an intelligible sort as Miranda thoroughly claimed her. Hips slapped together and a wet sucking noise was made every time the editor pulled out. Andy was desperately close to coming when the editor stopped and withdrew the dildo. "On your knees."
Andy rolled over and pushed herself up on all fours leaning slightly forward on her arms. Miranda entered her without preamble. She draped herself over the brunette and pulled her up with her. She had to brace herself on the wall behind the bed as her love thrust into her. Miranda bit into Andy's shoulder. Hands caressed her breasts and she thrust deeper, harder, and faster but even after building her back up it wasn't enough Andy needed more. "Do you want to come now, Andréa?" the brunette nodded pressing her backside into the woman meeting her thrusts. "Answer me."
"Yes. Yes. Please, Mira."
The woman had quickly reduced her to begging and she was desperate. A hand slid from her breasts between her legs. Miranda pinched and flicked at her clit while still thrusting her hips. "Now. Come for me, Andréa."
With a final swipe of her thumb Andy felt her insides turn to molten fire as her orgasm wracked her entire body. "Fuck, Mira," Miranda pulled her hair so her head rested against her shoulder and kissed her deeply. She pulled away breathing heaving and Andy sagged against her.
Andy felt Miranda carefully withdraw the dildo and heard her slip the harness off leaving it in a heap by Andy's bed. The brunette was spent and sincerely wanted to return the favor but couldn't move now that she was on her back. The editor settled beside Andy and pulled the sheet over them. "Mira?"
"Don't worry about me, darling, I got just what I needed. Thank you, for everything you did today."
"I'd do anything for you and the girls, Mira," she replied lifting her love’s chin so she could gaze into her beautiful stormy eyes.
Miranda nodded and snuggled deeper into Andy's side. The brunette felt tears against her skin and few minutes later the agent pulled the older woman as close as possible with her arms around her holding her as she cried. After a while, Miranda sighed and looked up at her love. "I have never felt as safe with anyone as I do with you. You trusted me to take what I needed and not judge me. There are not many people who would do that for me."
"I trust you because I love you, Mira. I mean what I say when I tell you I'm here, I'll protect you at any cost, and I'll do or give you whatever you want or need. I only ever want you to feel safe and loved."
"With you, it's impossible not to."