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explicit smut, mommy kink, puppy play, pet names (hon, puppy, pup, good girl, kid) cunnilingus(both) giving/receiving, fingering(e) receiving, oral fixation(e), nipple play, emma needing to be a good puppy for her mommy

the idea of emma being on her knees in front of dana when they get home. dana was just sitting on the couch, lazily removing her heels, when emma places herself in front of the older woman. her doe eyes needy and staring up into dana's. 

emma whimpering, sitting on her hands to stop herself from touching dana without permission. dana smiling down at her with heart eyes as she spreads her legs and leans forward with her elbows resting on her thighs. 

emma, being so ready for direction, making dana's mouth water and pussy clench.

what is it hon? what do you need? emma huffing so cutely as she subconsciously bucks her hips into nothing. her eyes widen even more and she sticks out her tongue. 

please mommy, can i taste you? please can your good girl devour mommy's pussy? please... her breath is ragged as she rises her hips up even more, but not enough to make dana angry.

fuck puppy you know i love when you beg. and you were so good today while mommy played with your puppy parts the whole ride home, weren’t you? 

a whimper escapes emma's lips as dana's words coil down to her core. she’s throbbing and needy. dana hadn't let her cum and emma hadn’t complained once. 

emma spreads her legs just slightly and dana nearly cums at the sight. emma’s sweats are drenched. she hadn't realized just how much her baby needed her. 

dana laid back on the couch, her eyes never leaving her obedient puppy. emma was practically vibrating as she watched dana strip herself and get comfortable. 

come here puppy. make mommy feel good with that long tongue of yours. mommy wants to cum while you ride her face.

emma doesn't need to be told twice. she pulls her clothes off instantly and clumsily straddles dana's head. 

careful puppy. dana's coos at her as she sinks her swollen lips onto her face. sorry mommy.

it's okay pup. dana hooks her arms around emma's thighs as she licks a long strip of her girl's cunt. she breathes in deeply to savor the sweet smell. 

her pelvis twitches as emma's tongue dips into her entrance and the motion of emma's hips increases.

that's right baby rock your puppy parts into mommy's face. you're doing so good. making mommy feel good. she feels emma nip at her clit causing her eyes to roll back into her head. 

you taste so good mommy. thank you mommy for letting me taste you. 

such a good puppy. dana could feel herself getting closer as she buried three fingers into emma's cunt. emma clenched at the sudden intrusion with a moan escaping her lips. the vibration made dana's head spin.

mommy i'm close. dana smiled into emma's cunt and spread her fingers wide. 

i know baby, me too. you can do it puppy, cum with mommy. dana increased the pressure of her fingers as emma reached between their bodies and pinched dana's nipple. 

fuck that feels good em, don't stop. emma pinched the other nipple, feeling dana clench on her tongue and that's all she needed. 

mommy, mommy, mommy! oh puppy! 

they were both heaving as they came down from their highs. emma relished the feeling of dana's nipples brushing against her stomach. the warm pants of emma's breath on her pussy made her want more, but she needed a minute before her next orgasm.

come up here and kiss me kid. mommy wants you to taste yourself. emma groaned in delight and flushed at the honorific. 

even though she'd just been lapping at her mommy's cunt the word kid still made her knees go weak. 

emma laid herself on top of dana. their bodies melted together perfectly. dana swallowed thickly at the sight of her juices all over emma's face. she always was a messy eater.

dana’s clean hand wraps around the back of emma's head and pulls her down for a sloppy kiss. 

she can feel emma's hips jutting into hers. emma's cum coating her body just proves to turn her on even more. 

gosh puppy you're so needy. dana quiets emma's moans by sticking her fingers into her mouth. emma sucked automatically. the need to please was the only thought in her mind. the taste of herself making her even more wet. 

emma humped to the rhythm of dana's fingers moving inside her mouth. all she could think about was dana as she slotted her knee in between dana's legs. 

that's right kid take what you need from mommy. a few tears fell down emma’s cheeks as she pushed through her overstimulation. 

she pressed her knee further, finding dana's clit. 

oh good girl. my good girl. all mommy's. emma nodded fervently, not wanting to let go of dana's fingers. 

emma rode dana harder. her hands cupped dana's tits and squeezed just how her mommy liked. 

so...gorgeous...mommy. emma huffed out between pumps of dana's fingers. dana gripped emma's waist and stared into her doe eyes.

cum for mommy. emma screamed as her second orgasm ripped through her body. dana swore she felt it inside her own body as she came just from looking at the girl. 

dana gently took her fingers out of emma's mouth and lapped up the string of spit that followed.  

emma was still recovering from the aftershocks as dana pulled her down to rest her head on dana's chest. 

mommy? dana hummed in response. 

did puppy do good? dana's eyes softened at the vulnerability in her girl's voice and she was more than happy to validate her. dana knew emma deserved the world.

yes puppy. you were so so good. you were perfect for mommy and in a few minutes i'm going to bury more than just my fingers in that pretty pink pussy, then you'll ride mommy again while i stare up at my beautiful puppy.

emma shot up from dana's chest drooling at her words.

thank you mommy. i love you so much dana.

anytime kid, i love you always. 

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When you ran over to him he was sprawled on the floor crying, not moving his arm. Your heart raced as you moved to stabilize the arm and scooped him up.

You could tell it was at least fractured, probably broken. Your nephew clung to you as you got him in the car and drove him to PTMC. You did not want to be at the hospital on your day off, especially not for your nephew. 

You tried calling your sister, but it went straight to voicemail so you sent her a voice note instead. You weren’t sure if you were more scared for your nephew or of your sister’s wrath. 

She trusted you with her son because you were a doctor, not because you were her sister. You were definitely not her favorite sister, but you were typically more nurturing than your other siblings.

It was toxic, but her son adored you and she didn’t want to take him away from you, not really. 

You parked in the ambulance bay, as far out of the way as you could, and scooped him back into your arms. He wasn’t crying as much, but his face was red and his arm was definitely swollen. 

“Ow, Titi.” Your heart sank. 

“I know Papito. We’re going to get it fixed.” As you walked into the ED your heart rate increased and you hoped it wasn’t too busy of a day. 

“Garcia?” Your head turned when you heard your surname fall out of the charge nurse’s mouth. Dana immediately rushed over to you and when she saw the boy in your arms she knew it was serious. 

“Central 6 is open.” You nodded at her as she led you to the room even though you knew the way. 

“Perlah, page Yolanda Garcia down here.” You were shaking as you got to the room and answered Dana’s questions purely on instinct. Samira came in as your nephew’s primary doctor while in the ED which you were grateful for. 

As you bounced your leg and waited for your sister to call or text you back you looked up when you heard footsteps running into the room. 

Your second eldest sister looked between you and your nephew before pulling you into her arms for a quick hug. 

“You guys okay?” You nodded as she went over to your nephew who was feeling much better after some pain medicine and a stuffed animal someone had brought him. You weren’t quite sure who. 

“Titi.” The boy whispered as she kissed his forehead. You both sat on either side of his bed. Once Yolanda thoroughly checked out his arm and agreed with your diagnosis she relaxed a little. 

She may not have wanted kids of her own, but she did love all twelve of her nieces and nephews very much. She’d been scared when she received the page because she thought something more serious could’ve happened. 

The three of you chatted for a few minutes before the energy of the ED completely shifted. You hadn’t heard anything yet, but you knew. Call it sibling intuition. 

“Where the hell is my son?” Your eyes widened as you turned your head to your sister. 

“Carmen’s in the building.” Yolanda cringed from beside you. You braced yourself as you stood from the bed. Your sister looked at you with concern written on her face. 

“It’s gonna be fine, Landie. We’re not kids anymore.” You were no longer scared of your sister like you had been as a child, but it didn’t make anything any better. 

Carmen was a force and she was even worse when it came to her children. Yolanda had learned to cope with sarcasm and practiced disinterest, but you weren’t able to compartmentalize your emotions the same way.

Carmen pushed through the doors and rushed to her son’s side. She made sure to bump you hard with her shoulder. It was a warning.

“Mami!” She pulled the boy into her arms and held him close. She was practically suffocating him as she peppered kisses along his face.

“What did Titi do to you?” You bit your tongue to stop yourself from disrespecting your nephew’s mother. You had patience when it came to your crazy family, but your sister knew how to push your buttons. 

“Me, jump Mami.” Carmen glared at you over her son’s shoulder. 

“And where were you when my son got hurt?” You gritted your teeth together, steeling your tone, before opening your mouth. You didn’t want to argue in front of your nephew. 

“Carmelita.” Yolanda took a closer step to your sister, trying to block the way. 

“Don’t Carmelita me, my son could’ve died and no one bothered to call me.” You rolled your eyes at her. 

“He wasn’t going to die Carmen. He jumped off the couch while I was feeding the dog. He’s going to be okay.” You could see heat rising in her face. There was literally smoke blowing out of her nose. 

“You’re not even a full doctor yet. Don’t tell me how my son is. Landie, is he okay?” You ignored Carmen as you looked at Papito. He was clutching his stuffed animal closer to his chest, knuckles white. You sucked in a breath as you walked over to him and he immediately crawled over to you.

“It’s okay Papito.” You cooed at him. He climbed into your lap as best he could while protecting his arm. You could hear Yolanda and Carmen whisper arguing behind you, but tried to distract him. 

As their whispers got louder you felt your nephew shaking under you. 

“Mami!” the boy yelled. The two women stilled. Papito did not yell. 

“Me hurt. Not you.” Three identical shocked expressions spread on your faces. You could see anger and embarrassment bubbling up on your sister’s face. Just as you felt her move to yell Dana walked into the room.

Dana insisted that she be the one to take the boy up for his x-rays. Papito liked Dana so he didn’t mind when his mother and aunts didn’t go with him. 

Part of him was grateful for the distraction even if he was just two years old and didn’t know how to describe those feelings verbally. Besides it was probably best for him to leave after yelling at his mother.

Samira walked into the room soon after with Baran on her heels. 

Baran’s smile softened for a second before her mask rose again. You wished she could hug you and make your sister leave, but you knew better. At the hospital you two were just a resident and attending, but it was different when those doors closed behind you. 

You’d met Baran a few weeks before she started working at PTMC and even though your relationship predated her working at the hospital she did not want everyone to know. You understood and respected her reasoning even if you didn’t like it. 

You’d been dating for close to four months now, but no one in the hospital knew about your relationship. It was hard when you wanted to spend time with your friends and your girlfriend, but you pushed through. 

In just a few weeks you’d be able to tell everyone once you no longer worked together. 

When Baran heard Carmen walk into her ED she knew it wasn’t going to be easy. Samira telling her that the angry woman was your sister only made things more difficult. 

You’d told Baran about your siblings, of course you did. It was one of the first things the two of you talked about; family. She was very open about having a son and you were very clear that it was not an issue for you. 

You’d had plenty of experience with your own nieces and nephews to know you loved kids. Plus you had no problems taking cues from Baran. 

It helped that Kian was such a sweet kid and took to you without a problem. He even enjoyed messing with you and joking about how one day you’d be his parent too. 

When you told Baran about Carmen she listened without judgement. She knew how difficult it was to be around family members that weren’t exactly healthy. No one was perfect, you knew that, but Carmen was a struggle to deal with even on one of her good days. 

As Samira explained what was wrong with the boy to the three Garcia women, Baran only looked at you. You saw her subtly glancing towards you checking in to make sure you were okay too. 

You were on edge, she could tell, but couldn’t bring it up in front of the others. You were more quiet than normal and didn’t chime in with any medical knowledge like Yolanda did. 

She couldn’t tell if the change in your behavior was self preservation or concern for your nephew, but either way she worried. 

“Thank you so much doctors. I am so happy Papito actually has some competent doctors on his team.” Carmen glared back at you. Not so subtle jabs were her favorite way to mess with you. As her baby sister you’d always been easy to rage bate. 

Carmen wasn’t paying attention to them, but between Yolanda and Baran there would’ve been a hole burned in her skull. The tension in the room was palpable. 

“We should be lucky your sister was there with him. Without her stabilizing his arm before transportation he could’ve had much more damage. She’s an amazing resident even if she was off duty.” Your eyes flicked over to Baran in appreciation. 

She always stuck up for her residents, but this felt different. This was her way of sticking up for you, her girlfriend. It warmed your heart and you were sure you were blushing. 

The color vanished the second you looked over to your sister. Her eyes were wild as she practically bared her teeth at you. She did not like to be challenged. You knew an explosion was coming. 

You saw Yolanda grab Carmen’s arm to try and calm her down; big mistake. 

“She,” Carmen pointed at you while staring at Baran, “is barely even a doctor. Anyone could’ve stabilized my son’s arm. It just happened to be her. It’s her fucking fault we’re even here in the first place. If she’d been paying attention to my son he wouldn’t have gotten hurt. She doesn’t deserve to be here.”

“Carmen,” Yolanda warned as she placed herself in between her two sisters. 

“No Landie, get her out of here! I don’t want her near me or my son!” Your ears rang as adrenaline rushed through your body. You stood as tall as you could and Yolanda moved to make space for you. 

“Give it a fucking rest Carmen. The screaming and yelling is just embarrassing for you. If you don’t want me here fine, you’re the mother and you get the final say. But don’t act like you’re mother of the year. I called you to tell you about Papito and you sent me to voicemail because you didn’t want to deal with me. The only reason you’re angry is because you're jealous that all four of your kids unconditionally love the little sister you try so hard to despise.” 

A proud smirk spread on Yolanda’s lips from the spot she’d taken behind Carmen. Your inner child fluttered happily, but your outer adult was shaking like a leaf. You’d never stood up to Carmen in your entire life, not really. 

Before you could fully register what was happening you saw Carmen’s fist coming towards your face. You braced yourself for impact, but it never came. You opened your eyes cautiously and saw that Baran had caught Carmen’s hand with her own.

“Don’t you dare lay another finger on my girlfriend.” You took in a sharp breath as Baran released Carmen’s hand. Yolanda’s eyebrows shot to the top of her forehead as she realized what the ER attending just said. 

Samira’s eyes widened as she tried to shrink into the corner like a fly on the wall. It would be too obvious for her to leave, but she secretly wanted to hear the rest of the conversation. 

Carmen’s eyes shifted from you to Baran then back to Yolanda in question. She huffed and stamped her foot in anger before storming out of the room. You’d never seen her walk away from a fight before. 

Probably because she couldn’t use her fists this time.

Baran’s shoulders relaxed the second Carmen was out of sight. She turned back to you and placed her hands on your face. Her thumbs rubbed softly over your cheeks, wiping away tears you didn’t know you’d been shedding. 

Your eyes searched Baran’s face as realization sunk in and panic filled your eyes. Your eyes flitted over to your sister and Samira. You felt Baran tap the side of your face and call your attention to her. 

“It’s okay.” She whispered before turning around to the other two doctors in the room. 

“I won’t say anything Dr. Al.” Samira said instinctively. Surprisingly Baran chuckled in response. 

“It’s okay Samira. The hospital knows. Go check on your patients.” Samira nodded and left the room quickly. 

“If the damn hospital knows, why don’t I?” Yolanda questioned. Baran moved to stand beside you and held your hand with both of hers. 

“Landie, I. Um. It wasn’t the right time. It was so new then Baran started working here and we didn’t want to cause any trouble.” Yolanda crossed her arms playfully as you turned to look at your girlfriend. She was already looking at you with her doe eyes big and bright. 

“What do you mean the hospital knows?” Baran smiled sheepishly at you as she tilted her head down. 

“I wanted to tell you tonight, but they offered me a permanent position and I took it. Before I did though I checked with HR about us and while they didn’t like it they agreed considering we predate me working here.” You tilted your head at her as a blush spread across your face.

“You’re staying?” 

“I am.”

“And that’s my cue to go. I’ll be back to check on Papito later.” Yolanda moved towards the door before walking up to Baran and placing her hand out to the woman. Baran let go of you and shook her outstretched hand. 

“Thank you for protecting my sister.” Yolanda left the room before Baran could say anything in return. 

Baran’s lips were slightly parted as she froze in the center of the room. For as long as she’d known the older Garcia she’d never seen this side of her. She’d seen genuine pride directed at you, but never anyone else. 

“Querida.” You called, bringing her attention back to you. Baran turned to you with an astonished smile on her face. Her smile only got more goofy as she focused on you. 

You blushed under the attention as she walked over to you and threw her arms around your neck. You rested your forehead on hers and breathed together. 

“BeeBee!” A familiar little scream had you both separating and chuckling at the little boy who was thankfully in higher spirits. 

“How are you azizam?” You didn’t realize how much time you, your nephew, and Baran spent together until that moment. Their conversation flowed so easily.

“I hear congratulations are in order.” Dana spoke as she got the boy settled. Identical blushes spread on yours and Baran’s faces. 

“BeeBee loves Titi.” Papito sing-songed. Baran looked over at you then the boy again.

“Yes I do.” 

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