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Chapter 1: The darker the fruit, the sweeter

pairing: Cassie McKay/Victoria Javadi

wc: 3,3k+

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Cassie McKay was a pervert. A deeply depraved and pathetic grown woman. That was the only explanation Cassie’s brain had been able to come up with ever since Victoria Javadi had started her rotation at the Pitt. From the moment they got paired up together in the ER, McKay had been fighting an internal battle she couldn’t tell anyone in her life about.  This had taken place well over two months ago. Every day Cassie swore her feelings were more intense than the ones before. Things she couldn’t put into words before had now developed into full-on journey entries. Normally, she tried to use her diary maybe once or twice a month. It had since turned into a daily habit of hers. A way to get all of her disturbingly horny thoughts out of her system.  Most nights, this ended with Cassie touching and fingering herself until all she could mutter was Victoria’s name. Every time, she promised her journal it would be the last time. Every time, she knew this was a complete lie and that she could never truly get enough. Cassie wanted to fuck the youngest, most inexperienced member of staff in her entire workplace and there was nothing she could do to stop herself from feeling this way.

warnings/tags: Victoria Javadi, Cassie McKay, Pervert Cassie McKay, Age Difference, Unrequited Crush, Post-The Pitt (TV) Season/Series 01, Internal Conflict, Victoria Javadi Has Mommy Issues, Guilty Cassie McKay, Power Imbalance, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

a/n: Happy pride month!!<3 Take this as my gift to all the age-gap-yuri-loving queers out there :p The title of the fic + individual chapters is based on Ethel Cain's song 'Unpunished'.

pairing: Cassie McKay/Victoria Javadi

wc: +3,6k

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“Victoria?” A comforting voice spoke from the other line. “Dr. McKay?” Victoria could feel her pulse quickening, her cortisol levels at an all-time high. “Is everything okay? And please call me Cassie, honey.” The gentleness of her words made Javadi want to cry. Though she felt vulnerable calling someone in this state, and knew she would regret this later on, she couldn’t help but feel extremely grateful for the mere presence of someone who cared, even if it was just on the phone. Her eyes welled up as she tried to put her feelings into words. “I feel like I can’t breathe, my hands can’t stop tingling and I’m not sure I can even move my legs. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I’m so scared, Cassie. I want to go home, I need to…” She trailed off, tears softly trickling down her cheeks. “Okay, okay, what happened? Can you tell me where you are, sweetheart?” Cassie’s voice remained ever so steady, offering Javadi the stability she so desperately needed in that moment. 

warnings/tags: Hi!! This was meant to be a bit longer, but to be honest I lost motivation... Have been thinking about them in a situation like this for quite some time now though.............. Let me know what you think!<3 (This wasn't proofread, sorry!)