so obsessed with the way baran says "doctor santos" and I know trinity would be too. practically whiting out and whining brokenly when baran eases all the way inside her dripping cunt with a thick strap, purring that she's taking it so well, doctor santos. doing such a good job for mommy.
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emery coming home from a shift gone overtime to a note on the kitchen counter from yolanda reading, "good luck :)", only to enter the bedroom and find trinity bare, facedown, and squirming around on the (very much rustled) mattress, hands tied with the silk rope they usually save for special occasions, a subtle buzz making itself known from between her legs.
goddamn you, garcia.
"hey there, honey,"
the purr of emery's voice startled trinity, her head launching up from her place on the pillow. a string of drool dripped from her lip, and emery watched it fall, as grey bloomed on white. the only response trinity could manage was a pathetic whimper followed by an even more sad arch of her back. or at least an attempt at one.
emery stepped closer to the bed, dragging her hand across the sheets.
"ohh, mommy left you such a mess, didn't she?" she clicked her tongue in disapproval. "she needs to learn her manners, don't you agree?"
again, nothing more than a whimper elicited from trinity.
poor thing was so far gone, her thoughts all gone to focusing on the vibration to her soaked cunt as her hips mindlessly swiveled and bucked against its massages.
a hand rested on trinity's stomach as emery finally met her destination at the head of the bed. the skin was hot to the touch, a delicious sheen of sweat dripping off her.
(emery fought every urge she had to lick it all up, and bury her nose in the scent of it)
"well, i think you deserve a treat for putting up with all of this. such a good girl."
that instantly earned another buck, and a punched out moan, more powerful than her pathetic little whimpers moments earlier.
emery couldn't help but chuckle, "patience, baby. just lay there and be good, hm?"
her hand drifted down, down south, sad little "please"'s babbling out from trinity, as emery shushed her.
victoria and trinity and their canonical mommy issues. victoria accidentally calling mckay mommy at work because she's distracted and overwhelmed. trinity overhears and starts teasing her RELENTLESSLY like i mean she stops calling her "crash" and starts calling her "mommy's girl" and everyone thinks it's a nepo-baby dig but the two of them both know what it really means. and then garcia overhears her teasing victoria one day and makes some snide comment like "aww, i thought you were mommy's girl, trin" and trinity almost passes out she's so embarrassed