Fan Fiction - Doesn't Matter Anymore - Eve/Hayley/Rebekah (The Originals) - 1/1
Title: Doesn't Matter Anymore
Fandom: The Originals
Characters: Eve Labonair, Hayley Marshall, Rebekah Mikaelson
Pairing: Eve/Hayley/Rebekah
Rating: R
Word count: 111
Warnings: Cunnilingus, Masturbation, Threesome
A/N: Takes place sometime between "A Closer Walk with Thee" and "The Brothers That Care Forgot" with spoilers up through the former. Written for kinks prompt #14 'Groups' at femslash100. Also on AO3. Full table here.
Summary: Hayley imagines what things might have been like with Eve and Rebekah.
Hayley knows it doesn’t matter anymore, now that Eve and Rebekah are both gone, but sometimes, when its late at night and she’s all alone, she can’t stop herself from fantasizing.
As she touches herself, she imagines what it would be like, to have had them both at once.
She imagines Rebekah sitting on her bare breasts, one leg on either side of her head. She imagines discovering what Rebekah tastes like.
She imagines Eve kneeling on the floor, her blonde head between Hayley’s legs. She imagines Eve discovering what she tastes like.
But Hayley knows it doesn’t matter anymore. Eve is dead, Rebekah is far away, and Hayley’s all alone.
Fandom: The Originals
Characters: Eve Labonair, Hayley Marshall, Rebekah Mikaelson
Pairing: Eve/Hayley/Rebekah
Rating: R
Word count: 111
Warnings: Cunnilingus, Masturbation, Threesome
A/N: Takes place sometime between "A Closer Walk with Thee" and "The Brothers That Care Forgot" with spoilers up through the former. Written for kinks prompt #14 'Groups' at femslash100. Also on AO3. Full table here.
Summary: Hayley imagines what things might have been like with Eve and Rebekah.
Hayley knows it doesn’t matter anymore, now that Eve and Rebekah are both gone, but sometimes, when its late at night and she’s all alone, she can’t stop herself from fantasizing.
As she touches herself, she imagines what it would be like, to have had them both at once.
She imagines Rebekah sitting on her bare breasts, one leg on either side of her head. She imagines discovering what Rebekah tastes like.
She imagines Eve kneeling on the floor, her blonde head between Hayley’s legs. She imagines Eve discovering what she tastes like.
But Hayley knows it doesn’t matter anymore. Eve is dead, Rebekah is far away, and Hayley’s all alone.