#mollrene

there is beauty to be found in a lesbian pairing that never once interacted onscreen <3

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i'm a 21 yo girl and old time fangirl. fandom spaces have always meant the world to me - always there when no one else was, always reminding me that i was not alone. so just a few months ago i decided to take an active role on them (better late than never, right?)

I am not done yapping about Irene/Molly, sorry. This one fits multiple Kinktober themes, but I'm submitting it for Day 20: Mirror Sex. It also fits the Dominant Bottom prompt.

Returning the Favour

Molly convinces Irene to let her take the lead for one night, nervous but eager for another round of strap-on fun. Things get a little more intense than either of them expect.

This is a follow-up to another fic, but can mostly be read on its own.

Molly had put on a cute, cat-themed apron, and she and Irene had been making lunch together on their day off.

Molly tucked her hair behind her ear as she continued to work on the hot sauce dip for the fondue they were making.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of slim but strong arms wrap around her waist. Molly froze in her place for a moment instinctively. Force of habit.

"What are you doing?" Irene whispered directly into her ear.

Molly shivered. "Helping you make the dip for our fondue, of course!"

"Why are we doing all this when I could be having fun 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 you in the bedroom?" Her voice had become velvety.

"We can do all that later. We talked about this," said Molly and chuckled. Her eyes were fluttering on their own.

Irene let out a short laugh. "Fine. If you say so." She kissed Molly on her neck before letting her go and getting back to work.

Molly began to help her with the cooking again. Not without feeling really hot around her face and neck, though.

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Prompt: Fondue by @fluff-cember

(originally posted by @seasalticecream32)

Molly Hooper in thigh-high tights with cat designs on them. Molly Hooper with artsy tank tops with anatomical designs all over them. Molly Hooper with dark skirts and bright patterned pants and way too many accessories. Molly with victory curls and tattoos of sirens and ships and pirates and black flags with red skulls, who inspires her best friend from childhood to love pirates as well. Who introduces The Woman and Sherlock Holmes and rolls her eyes when they try to outdo each other for her attention.

Irene with bright red lipstick and faux leather jackets and high heels and tight pants. Irene Adler with a pierced eyebrow and a pierced tongue and a glint in her eyes that says she’s got more power in her pinky than most men will ever see in their lives. Irene with a white tank top and dark fingerless gloves and a cigarette in her mouth. Irene standing in front of the mirror and putting on her war paint as Molly places distracting kisses against her neck. Irene Adler clacking her blood red nails against her vanity as she considers which disguise she’s going to wear today.

Molly Hooper and Irene Adler going out and making heads turn. Molly Hooper and Irene Adler being kick ass together. Molly Hooper and Irene Adler playing Moriarty for all the money his empire is worth. Molly Hooper and Irene Adler making sure these two big baby men don’t destroy each other in their big temper tantrums.

Molly Hooper and Irene Adler running off to explore the world and leaving behind the dirty rotten criminal world and starting up their own consulting business. They solve crimes and run official autopsies and are a thousand times more efficient because they don’t get a thrill from it—it’s a job and one they do well.  They pump money from cases into women’s homes and so they have a network of women all willing to help with any cases. In return they help provide evidence and support and protection.

They dye each other’s hair and do each other’s make up and sometimes, when Molly is tired of men feeling like Irene can be summed up entirely by her job, Molly will lace their hands together and wrap her arm around her waist and pull her close and kiss her gentle and slow and sweet and Molly finished it up by making rude gestures to the gawking men. They talk about bones and muscle and blood and poison and scar tissue and weapon patterns and bruising and people give them strange looks but Irene is fascinated.

You’re gorgeous honey.

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