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Tweak says, "it was ridiculously romantic."

Tracey Ann Davis (tracey_davis22) wrote in ampfe,
@ 2009-02-23 03:17:00

Entry tags:

sara moon, tracey davis, tracey/heidi au sl

Who: Tracey Davis and Sara Moon
What: Sara must need something because she agrees to see Tracey.
When: Friday, Oct 16th 2003. 11pm
Where: Tracey's flat, Diagon Alleya, to start.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst.
Notes: This is an AU of the current Heidi/Tracey storyline. Tracey, when outed, denies everything and breaks things off completely with Heidi breaking her heart. They both graduated school and now live the lives of adults…

Tracey was totally shaken after seeing Heidi. She had agonized all day over the same questions she had been asking herself at Heidi’s flat and then added a few more. What about Sara? What about what they had? How did that affect what she might have with Heidi? No matter what the question, Tracey couldn’t come up with an answer.

She knew she needed answers and the only place she could get them immediately from Heidi so she could only get answers from one person…

Taking the enchanted quill and parchment that Sara had given her, allegedly protected from being read by anyone else, Tracey began to scribble a note. She had to try a few times before she got a note that was anything close to what she was willing to send.

One version was too needy and desperate, Sara would never come if she read that. One was too cold, Sara wouldn’t feel desired enough. The space between their visits was always long enough for Tracey to be practically aching with need by the time she saw Sara.

Sara, I have been thinking about you the last few days. Our last night at that elegant hotel you took me to was exquisite. It still warms me to think of it. I feel warm now even as I write you.

See me tonight and I’ll show you how I feel now…

She hoped that would entice Sara enough to see her. Despite everything, all the tension with Heidi and the memories of Sara had made her unbelievably randy. Her inner turmoil had dampened it some, but it was less and less by the hour.

Sara, if she agreed to meet Tracey, always selected some random and lavish location. Tracey always had to sneak and assure that she wasn’t seen. As she dressed, Tracey hoped that Sara would send her a note…

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 06:52 pm UTC (link)

In the five years since she's graduated from Hogwarts, Sara Moon has reluctantly played the role of the dutiful wife; at least as far as her husband knows. Right after school she became Sara Nott in an elegant ceremony with her family and Theo's and some of their prestigious friends. It was the worst day of Sara's life. That night, after she had played her role in "consummating" the marriage, she had locked herself in the bathroom and cried the entire night, with Theodore sleeping peacefully on the other side. It had been the same ever since then when Theo wanted to be intimate. Sara would give him his orgasm as quickly as she could and then cry. Every time.

So now, Sara Nott, she tried not to cringe every time she said her new surname, was a very unhappy woman. Thankfully though, it had not transferred to her features any more than making her eyes a bit duller than they were in school. Other than that she looked just as good; a slim and brooding beauty.

The one thing that makes her happy, surprisingly, in her life, is her son, now four years of age - Nicolas Nott. Thankfully, there was little of Theo in him, his features were mostly his mothers. And also thankfully, Nicolas has yet to show any truly boyish interests like quidditch or fighting so Theo has taken little interest in him. That meant that Sara felt like Nicolas was the one thing that was really hers and she was a good mother, well, the best she could be anyways.

All this was not saying that she had lost any of her Slytherin cunning or attitude. She was still a bit cold and selfish, only around Nicolas did she hide it. He was the only one in the world, she felt, that would never judge her and would love her unconditionally.

Sara had kept her affair with Tracey a closely guarded secret. Her feelings for Tracey that she still had, she had pushed so far away she was sure that they were rusting and had a thick layer of dust. It was her defense mechanism. If she allowed herself to feel any of the love that she had harbored for Tracey, her life would surely crumble. So she forced herself to act cold and distant, as much as she wanted to act warm and loving. It was only sex now, though she wished it could be so much more.

Receiving the note from Tracey could not have come at a more opportune time, Theo was somewhere away on business and had gone to bed early. Sara quickly wrote a response.

Tracey, I find that I've been thinking about our last time as well.
Meet me at the Witherington Hotel tonight, same time as usual. I've enclosed a floo address to a motel down the street from it. Floo there and you know how the rest goes. Room 1507.

Sara knew that Tracey would be as discreet as possible, there was no need to tell her again. She sent her owl, not her usual one, but one she reserved just for secrets like this that Theo would never recognize. Getting dressed, she was out the door, ready to head to the hotel that, like all the locations she picked, was lavish and refined. A beautiful place. She always chose places like that. It was her little way of showing that no matter how cruel she acted, she didn't think Tracey was just some whore to her.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 07:20 pm UTC (link)

Tracey paced her apartment anxiously. Her heart hammered so loudly that it was the only thing she could concentrate on. It felt like it had been forever. She was just about to give up when an owl was suddenly at her window.

Her pounding heart didn’t ease at all as she took the note and read it. Her mouth got dry and she stared at it for a long time. Part of her had expected that Sara wouldn’t respond. After all, she hadn’t the last few times.

The owl lightly nipped at her finger. “Ouch!” She glared at it a moment before getting it a treat. “No message back. Thank you.” She fed the owl a treat and it flew off.

Getting dressed in elegant robes, she hid a Muggle outfit beneath. She knew that it set Sara off in a way that made her randy. Her black velvet robes with silver trim swooshed at her feet as she made her way to the floo.

Using the address, she quickly donned the invisibility cloak Sara gave her as she made her way to the beautiful hotel. It was a place she could never afford to stay on her own. She often wondered why Sara selected only the most lavish places for their rendezvous.

Arriving at room 1507, Tracey knocked lightly upon the door still hidden beneath the cloak.

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 07:30 pm UTC (link)

Sara waited for Tracey in the room, always getting there early. She had eventually settled and called for a bottle of wine from room service and poured herself a glass while lighting one of her rather expensive cloves and turned the music selection the hotel provided the room on a classical station, Sara silently waited.

Hearing the knock at the door, Sara stood, brushing off her black corduroy slacks and her white blouse with the horrid Nott family crest sewn into the sleeve, a liberty Theo had taken with her clothes, as some sign of property. Her dark green velvet robe she had worn here was folded over the back of a chair. She ran a quick hand through her hair that was still as messy as her school days, much to her parent's dismay.

Looking out the eye hole, Sara saw nothing and knew it must be Tracey, slowly, she opened the door and stepped aside to allow Tracey in.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 09:12 pm UTC (link)

Seeing Sara when she opened the door made Tracey's breath hitch. She looked just like she did at school in a lot of ways and Tracey did her best to ignore the ways in which she looked different. Slipping inside, she waited for the door to close before removing the cloak.

Tracey's hair was piled atop her head elegantly and her make up was subtle except for her dark eyes. She smiled at Sara. "Hello." She shifted on her feet, a little nervously. This was always so easy. Tracey just had to ignore all the awkward and unspoken feelings between them to preserve the delicate balance.

Slowly, Tracey let out her hair. The blonde curls hung loose, framing her face. The elegant, golden hairclip that had held it up was set gently on the antique table and glinted softly in the dim light. She let Sara look at it before continuing.

Sliding the robes off her shoulders, Tracey took them off to reveal a pair of tight jeans and a paisley maroon blouse. In a matter of moments, Tracey had gone from elegant, high society witch in the clothes that Sara had bought her, to Muggle club girl.

On her right hand there was a silver ring that glinted with an almost-eerie green. The ring, sparking with emerald and diamond chips around the platinum band had been the first gift Sara had ever given her. Tracey knew she was expected to wear it whenever she saw Sara.

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 09:31 pm UTC (link)

When Tracey revealed herself, Sara had to quiet a soft moan. She always thought that Tracey was absolutely beautiful. "Good evening." Sara said in her usually husky voice.

Letting Tracey let her hair down and take her clothes off, that was all it took to make Sara extremely randy. She knew that most everything elegant and fancy that Tracey wore had been purchased by her own money, another of her subtle ways to show that Tracey meant more to her than she let on. "I like you're hair down." She said, her voice still even and unwavering in any sort of emotion.

Seeing Tracey in her muggle garb always made Sara want to pounce her. But for now she settled by just reaching an arm around Tracey's waist and pulling her to her in a somewhat possessive move. Burying her face in Tracey's neck, she inhaled the blonde's scent. "You always know what I like..." she growled.

Reaching down to Tracey's hand, Sara fingered the ring on Tracey's finger for a moment. Sara liked to think of it as her mark. At least, somewhat.

Drawing away, Sara gestured to the wine bottle and glasses. The wine, of course was the best the Hotel offered. "Would you like some wine. I was just finishing a glass myself..."

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 09:41 pm UTC (link)

Sara's tone made Tracey shiver. She was unique, just like her other lover was, and there was no likening them in any way. Where Heidi spoke sweetly, Sara's voice practically dripped with raw sexuality. It had taken her breath away in the storage closet at Hogwarts and it still did.

The way Sara held her feel safe as well as kept. The way Sara toyed with the ring reminded Tracey of exactly how Sara thought of her. It raised the same mixed emotions it always did.

Tracey sighed softly as Sara nuzzled her neck. They were always like this…ready to jump into bed the second that they saw each other. She knew that her Muggle outfit made Sara randy in a taboo way.

"Yes. I would love some." Reaching for the bottle, she poured herself a glass and refilled Sara's. It took her practically no time to polish off the glass. Tracey refilled it as she sat on the bed.

"It's nice to see you," Tracey said with sincerity. Crossing her legs, she regarded Sara for a moment. She really didn't expect a heartfelt response, that just wasn't Sara's way.

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 09:56 pm UTC (link)

Sara had to fight back a sigh of her own as she held Tracey. She always tried to put some real caring emotions in her actions, but they always greatly paled in her possessive and cold streaks. She wanted nothing more than for Tracey to be hers and hers alone, but she knew that that wasn't possible. Even if she knew Tracey had no other lovers, which she was sure she didn't, she knew that Tracey's heart would probably always belong to Macavoy. She hated the former Hufflepuff for that.

Willing herself to withdraw from Tracey as the blonde poured the wine, Sara took her glass with a nod and leaned against the table as she watched Tracey on the bed over the rim of her glass. Tracey's words only received a satisfied sound in return.

Sara finished her glass rather quickly as well and set it down on the table before standing and making her way to the edge of the bed, in front of Tracey. Standing over her, Sara reached out to thread her fingers in Tracey's hair, moving her head to look up at her. "You know what those clothes do to me, don't you?" she growled.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 10:03 pm UTC (link)

Tracey wasn't done with her wine, in face she felt the need for more, but she put her glass down as Sara came to stand in front of her. The fingers in her hair were blissful and hinted at what was to come. Tracey was sure that Sara would pull her hair taut at any second making her moan wantonly.

"I do," she whispered softly and submissively. It wasn't that she was trying, the hands in her hair made her that way. "I know exactly what they do. They remind you of how you love to tear them off of me, your dirty little halfbood." Knowing that Sara still thought of her like that thrilled her and saddened her at the same time and it showed in her blue eyes as she looked up at her.

"The room is beautiful," Tracey told Sara. "Thank you." Tracey always thanked Sara for her selections. It wasn't that she thought Sara was doing it for her. However, Tracey knew she would have felt awful if they met is some seedy location.

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 10:16 pm UTC (link)

Tracey's words made Sara give a soft moan, but hurt at the same time. She knew that she would never think of Tracey in that light, but she knew she had to make Tracey think that she did for Sara's own safety. Still, the words were undeniably hot to her ears.

Tightening her grip on Tracey's hair, she tugged it just enough how Tracey loved it. "You're right. mine..." At least, Tracey was hers for this moment.

"You're welcome." Sara said simply, having to stop herself from saying more. From telling Tracey that she did it all for her, but knew that would be putting too much emotions out there.

Shifting, Sara moved her body so she was kneeling on the bed, straddling Tracey's lap, but still very much in control. Her hand in Tracey's hair still tight and her other going to Tracey's neck. Bending down, Sara wasted no time and brought her lips to Tracey's in a dominating, possessive, passionate kiss.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 10:28 pm UTC (link)

Tracey whimpered as her hair was pulled. It was just her and Sara. It was only them anytime they were alone. It wasn't until Sara left in the middle of the night and Tracey awoke alone that she thought of anything else again. This was exactly what she needed…

"I'm yours," she moaned, pulling against Sara's hand to get a little more pain from her hair being pulled. "What are you going to do to me now that you have me?"

Her hands moved to Sara's back as she straddled her, letting the wine glass fall to the floor. Sara had taught her not to care about anything when they were together. Clinging to her desperately, Tracey let Sara control the kiss.

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 10:38 pm UTC (link)

Sara smirked at Tracey's whimper. She loved it when Tracey made noises like that. It was so hot. Sara was now in her state of mind that she was always in when it was her and Tracey. She could let herself go. No hiding, no decorum. Just lust and passion. The only thing she had to hide was her true feelings. But if she put her mind to it, she could forget about those and let the lust control her. Which she did. She could no longer even hear the classical music that was playing in the background. Only Tracey's whimpers.

Sara tugged a bit harder. It made her randy every time Tracey said she was hers. Sara leaned down and whispered against Tracey's lips, before biting one. "I'm going to make you scream my name. Over and over..."

Chuckling into the kiss as Tracey's glass dropped and hands went to her back, Sara knew she had full control now.Pushing Tracey farther back on to the bed and kicking off her boots, Sara pushed her to lay back on the bed as she crawled over her, not once breaking the kiss or letting any of it's power subside. Sara's hand moved from Tracey's neck over her body.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 10:54 pm UTC (link)

"Ah!" Tracey cried out weakly as the pull of her hair reached the perfect mix of pleasure and pain. She closed her eyes that had started to water just a little bit. Sara could manipulate her body like a virtuoso could perfectly strum their guitar to create glorious music. "H-how are you going to do that?" she whimpered, knowing it wouldn't be long before she was screaming Sara's name.

When the hand left her neck, Tracey moaned desperately. One hand left Sara's back to capture the wandering hand and bring it back to her neck. She guided Sara's fingers to grip lightly.

She loved it when Sara did that, even choking her a bit. It was dangerous and degrading at the same time. It was her life in Sara's hands. It was so hot but it also spoke to the darkness that had filled Tracey's life.

At her darkness moments, she had willed Sara to just squeeze and squeeze until it was all over and everything just went black. Sara never did though.

Tracey didn't think about Sara's fingers possibly discovering the necklace she had forgotten to take off…

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sara_moon
2009-02-24 11:06 pm UTC (link)

"Do you even hear yourself?" Sara purred in a mockingly sweet voice at Tracey's words. Her nails scraped lightly against the back of Tracey's neck. "I know your body like the back of my hand. I can make you do anything I want..."

Letting Tracey guide her fingers back, Sara knew immediately what Tracey wanted and grinned as she nibbled on the girl's lip. Sara had always enjoyed that little game they played. It made her feel even more in control of Tracey. Like Tracey was giving herself, her life to Sara.

Giving a few teasing squeezes, Sara let her fingers wander the area of Tracey's neck. Until she felt a necklace. She had never given Tracey a necklace. Sara immediately stilled as she remembered who had given Tracey a necklace.

Pulling the necklace out from Tracey's shirt a bit roughly, Sara broke the kiss and looked down at it. She knew that necklace. It was the one Macavoy had given her. Sara growled deeply as she barely resisted ripping it from Tracey's neck. Her dark eyes locked with Tracey's

Instead, Sara kissed Tracey again, this time more roughly and searingly that she had ever done. As if she wanted to kiss all the remnants of Heidi out of Tracey.

Her hand moved from the necklace to tighten around Tracey's throat.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-24 11:24 pm UTC (link)

Tracey swallowed hard and nodded. It was so true, Sara never had any trouble pleasing her. Neither does Heidi and she loves you, said a troublesome voice in the back of her mind. Before she could drown it out, it added, Sara doesn't.

When Sara stopped, Tracey didn't immediately recognize what was happening. She felt the necklace move and her blood ran cold. Sara stared down at her and she was so angry. This had happened once before and Tracey meant to never wear the necklace again. How could she have been so thoughtless?

It looked like Sara was going to rip it off. Her eyes went wide and she looked imploringly to Sara. She was ready to beg for her not to break it. Then Sara kissed her, crushing their lips together.

The hurt of the kiss said it all. Tracey felt guilty for what she had done. The fingers closing around her throat was a comfort and eased some of that guilt knowing she was going to be punished for it.

It was getting hard to breath and she gasped against Sara's lips as she was kissed. Tracey made no move to get away even as the sides of her vision began to go gray.

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 12:34 am UTC (link)

Sara grinned triumphantly as Tracey nodded. It was good to know the power she had over the blonde. It was all she had, since she could never have Tracey's love. No, that belongs to Macavoy... Sara seether inwardly.

Continuing to stare down at the necklace, Sara seethed, but inside she was still hurt. The last time she had found that necklace around she almost stopped everything and just walked away but she knew she couldn't.

Seeing Tracey's response to her thinking that Sara would break her necklace Sara sneered. It just showed how much Heidi was still in Tracey's mind.

Retaliating with her kiss, Sara showed no mercy. Finally, she broke it and hovered over Tracey's face, her hand still tightening on the girl's throat she breathed dangerously, "you're not hers, you're mine." She hissed.

Still keeping a tight grip on Tracey's throat, she wondered if there would be a bruise tomorrow. Good she thought, it will remind her of me.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-25 12:44 am UTC (link)

"I know," Tracey choked out from her constricted throat. When it got even harder, Tracey made strangled moans wondering if Sara might actually hurt her. Part of her was wishing that she would.

"W-what can I do to…" Tracey gasped desperately for air. "…show you I mean it?" She squirmed beneath Sara as she looked up at her with wide eyes. The tight jeans she wore rubbed against her soaked sex as she squirmed and her arousal actually darkened the denim.

Heidi was something she wanted to forget about that night. However, she couldn't help but compare the two now that Heidi had been brought up. Her inner turmoil rose up and she wanted nothing more than a distraction.

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 12:56 am UTC (link)

Sara could hear Tracey straining for air in her voice, but she still didn't let go. She held on tight for a few more moments after Tracey had asked her what she could do. It was by far the longest and strongest hold she had ever done on Tracey. There would definitely be a bruise.

"Take it off." Sara said, anger evident in her voice as she sat up so Tracey could move and place the necklace somewhere she wouldn't forget it. "I don't care if you keep it and wear it otherwise, but I don't want to see it."

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-25 01:03 am UTC (link)

"Please?" Tracey begged. "I want to make it…up to you." Her gasps came quick and desperate. Her vision was really beginning to darken and she thought she might pass out. When Sara finally let go, Tracey fell back weakly and gulped in air.

Seeing how angry Sara was, Tracey felt ashamed. Shame could be really sexy but not this kind of shame. Hanging her head, she slowly got up and moved over to her robes. Taking the necklace off, she tucked it away safely into the pocket of her robes.

Moving back to stand in front of Sara, she folded her arms in front of body and clasped her hands. Looking down submissively, Tracey whispered, "I'm sorry." She hoped she hadn't ruined everything. She really needed this…

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 06:29 am UTC (link)

As she let go, Sara watched in interest as Tracey gasped for air. She always found the sight to be somehow erotic and hot. Her face was still a mask of indifference and anger.

Watching Tracey get up, Sara moved to lay on her back, propping herself up with her elbows, unknowingly just like Heidi had the other night at Tracey's house.

When Tracey turned to fave her with such a submissive stance, Sara had to control herself from jumping Tracey. Instead, she continued to lounge back. She spread her legs in a sultry fashion. "Come here." She said, her voice still held a hint of dissatisfaction.

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-25 06:43 am UTC (link)

The pose Sara adopted on the bed struck a familiar chord but as focused as she was on Sara thoughts of Heidi were almost completely gone from her mind. All she thought was how sexy Sara looked lounging like that and did her best to keep her eyes off the Nott Crest embroidered into her top.

Tracey did as she was told. Crawling onto the bed on her hands and knees, Tracey slid over until she was kneeling between Sara’s legs. Looking at Sara through her lashes, Tracey smiled softly hoping to melt the icy front Sara was putting forth.

“Hi,” she said softly, leaning in to nuzzle Sara’s wild hair to get to her neck.

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 07:06 am UTC (link)

Watching Tracey crawl was just as hot, if not more, than watching her gasp for air. Sara had to keep from moaning as her lover came up between her legs.

Hearing Tracey's soft voice and smile, Sara knew she couldn't be angry at Tracey for very long. Not with a face like that.

Letting her head fall back as Tracey nuzzled it, Sara's hand roamed over the front of Tracey's muggle top. If Tracey wanted to show her how sorry she was, who was Sara to refuse? Plus, she liked torturing Tracey by teasing her before allowing herself to ravage the blonde.

"Take off my pants." She purred into Tracey's ear. "But not my knickers. Then I want your head between my legs, kissing me through my knickers."

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-25 07:32 am UTC (link)

Tracey squirmed and shifted to try and get Sara to touch her breasts as she toyed with her top. Even with her thin bra on, Tracey’s hard nipples could be felt through the layers of fabric. She moaned wantonly to no avail as Sara seemed content to only tease her.

The instructions made Tracey gasped softly. They didn’t usually do things like this but Tracey found it hot when they did because it was so dirty. What condition would she find Sara’s knickers in? Would they be as soaked as Tracey’s?

“Yes, mistress,” Tracey whispered huskily, her hands already going to Sara’s expensive slacks. Carefully and deftly, she unbuttoned them and slid them off Sara’s hips leaving her knickers perfectly in place, just like she’d been instructed.

Knowing it would turn Sara on, Tracey folded the slacks gingerly and set them aside neatly on the table like a good little servant before laying down between Sara’s legs. Tracey couldn’t help but place a few teasing kisses on Sara’s thighs.

Leaning in, she traced the tip of her nose directly between Sara’s folds through her knickers. Using just her lips, Tracey kissed softly at first then harder and harder as she wandered kisses up and down the front of Sara's knickers.

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 06:45 pm UTC (link)

Sara gave a throaty chuckle as Tracey squirmed. She knew what the girl wanted, she could see her hard nipples through her shirt, but Sara wasn't ready to give in just yet.

As Tracey answered in such a submissive manner, Sara shuddered softly in pleasure. She always loved when Tracey went along when she felt like playing like this. Watching Tracey fold her pants neatly only made her damp knickers even more soaked.

Sara spread her legs wider as Tracey kissed along her thighs. She sighed happily. WHen Tracey's lips finally touched her knicker-covered sex, her head fell back again as she moaned. "Mmmm, just like that..."

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tracey_davis22
2009-02-25 09:43 pm UTC (link)

Tracey pressed her lips harder to the front of Sara's knickers. "Like this, Mistress Moon?" She knew Sara hated for Tracey to refer to her by her husband's surname so she hadn't made that mistaken since the first time.

No instructed to use her tongue yet, willing to let Sara be genuinely in control, Tracey kept running kisses up and down the front of her knickers. The feel of the wet, expensive, soft silk was tantalizing.

Rubbing her thighs together, the damp spot of denim was only growing larger. She still felt some guilt about hurting Sara, if she was hurt and not just angry and possessive, and she wanted to make up for that.

Guilt regarding Heidi, though it tried to rise up, stayed buried for the moment…

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sara_moon
2009-02-25 09:51 pm UTC (link)

Tracey's words continued to turn Sara on more and more. She also greatly appreciated that Tracey never used her new surname. It let her pretend that she wasn't married to Theo, that she was still just Sara Moon.

Loving Tracey's obedience, Sara could tell that the girl was truly trying to show her how sorry she was. She also knew how randy Tracey must be. Well, after she had her orgasm, she would be sure to pay Tracey back.

"Take them off." Sara finally said, referring to her knickers. She didn't want to wait anymore to feel Tracey's tongue on her.

Sara let herself get caught up in the lust and the control, forgetting all her troubles, as she always did when her and Tracey were together.