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Day 16 - Angry/Rough Sex

Pairing - Chen/Emma

It was always going to end up this way. Temperatures rising and heated arguments nearly coming to blows. The tension between them was no simple spark; it was an engulfing flame, threatening to consume them both. They were either going to kill each other or fuck each other. Neither of them suspected it would have been the latter.

There was nothing different about this fight. Well, other than the fact that it was happening in her bedroom instead of the office. The tiny woman had barged her way in, making accusations about god knows what. Having to see the little gremlin was bad enough. Having to see her in her apartment was absolute agony. Voices were starting to turn into yelling and she could feel her blood starting to boil. So, when Emma made a move to walk away, Chen slammed her hand into the wall, stopping her from being able to leave. They stared each other down for a minute, their chests heaving in sync and Chen began wondering if the anger she was feeling was starting to turn into something else. Apparently, the other woman felt the same as she closed the short space between them, her hands gripping the collar of Chen’s dress shirt as she yanked her down into a kiss.

The roughness of it only drew more passion from inside of Chen. Emma's teeth caught Rebecca's bottom lip, which caused her to tangle her fingers in the other woman's hair, breaking the kiss by yanking her head back. The look on Emma's face was a mixture of hatred and desire. Rebecca wanted to break her. To leave her completely undone by her hand. And she knew how to make it happen.

She roughly shoved the woman back into the wall, her hands going for the shirt her enemy was wearing. The fabric was practically torn off her body, exposing the simple bra underneath. Her hands gripped the covered mounds as she kissed her again, hips pressing against Emma to keep her in place. She stuck her tongue deeps into the other woman's mouth, forcing her to accept her dominance. Another hard squeeze drew the moan she had been wanting to hear.

“You want this.” Rebecca said after breaking the kiss, moving to bite at Emma's neck. “You want to know what it feels like. To be fucked by a woman. Completely submit to her.”

“F-fuck you,” Emma had tried to hold onto the anger, but it was quickly becoming something else.

“Fuck me?” Rebecca pulled back, a wicked smirk crossing her features. She firmly gripped the other woman's wrist and slid it under her skirt, pressing their fingers against her wet slit. “Why don't you do it for me?”

She put her hand over Emma's and slid both of their middle fingers into her pussy. Rebecca had fingered herself before, but nothing like this. Her long finger combined with Emma's shorter digit was a whole new experience…and she liked it. She looked straight into the shorter woman's eyes as she slid their fingers in and out, moaning as she bucked her hips. That look in her eyes—hatred. Desire. It fueled her. She didn’t ride their hands for long. Another thought popped into her head and she slid their fingers out, using her same hand to grip the long, brown hair of her opponent.

“Get on your knees,” she said, giving the hair in her hand a soft tug to suggest she get down. This was going to be the moment. Her grip was loose enough that if Emma chose, she could say no and leave. But if she said yes...

Chen didn’t have to think about it as Emma slowly dropped to her knees, the glare still in her eyes. A smirk crossed Chen’s lips as she looked down. This was going to be fun. She adjusted her skirt, hiking it up over her hips as she swung a leg over the shorter woman’s head, straddling her face. The confused look on the woman beneath her made Chen roll her eyes.

“What? You can’t figure this out? Here.” She gripped her hair again and tilted her head back, pressing her folds against the woman’s closed mouth.  Her other hand reached down, her thumb catching her bottom lip and pulled it down until Emma finally opened her mouth. The feeling of her hot breath on Chen’s wet slit was marvelous.

“Now,” Chen tugged on Emma’s hair again to regain her attention. “You can either eat me out like a good girl or--”

“Or what?” Emma spat back before Chen could finish. They both glared at each other.

“Or I will pin you down with my thighs and fuck your face until I cum all over it.” Those words cause a brief look of surprise to cross the shorter woman’s face. For a moment, it seemed like that was the option she was going to take. Chen pressed against her as she spoke again, “Think long and hard about how long you think you’d be able to handle that.”

That seemed to change her mind and Chen felt a shy tongue begin to press against her folds. “Harder.” The tongue pressed against her a little firmer, slowly lapping at her. The technique was sloppy and weak, but Chen was getting off more on the fact that she was capable of making Emma do this than anything else. “Suck on my clit.”

Emma began to do that, switching between short sucks and careful flicks as she worked. Over time, she grew more bold, the sucking lasting longer and her tongue growing firmer. At some point, Chen let her eyes close as she enjoyed the moment and Emma’s hand slid into her own pants, teasing her own clit as she ate her enemy out. Chen wasn’t happy with that development.

Her eyes narrowed when she saw the sight and caught Emma’s arm with the bottom of her heel, yanking her hand out of her jeans and pining against the wall. “Did I give you permission to touch yourself?” she asked, tilting her head. “Oh, I get it. Per usual, you think this is all about you. Fine then.” She swung her leg back, letting the arm fall. “Let’s make it about you.”

Using her foot, she pushed Emma onto her back on the floor, straddling her waist to keep her in place as she worked her jeans down to her calves. She pulled her knife out from the hidden spot in her heel and used it to cut the sides of Emma’s panties, letting the fabric fall forward to reveal herself. “There. That’s more like it.”

Chen reached behind her to slip her fingers between the woman’s folds, teasing her clit with her fingertip. “Is this what you were thinking about? When you were supposed to be pleasuring me, were you thinking of how I’d fuck you? What did you imagine?” She pinched the sensitive numb, earning a small cry from the woman beneath her. “Did you think I’d go easy on you? Lick you until you were wet enough? Finger you until you came?” The small box under her bed caught her eye and a small smirk crossed her lips. “Stupid girl.” 

She got off the woman and pulled the box out, unwrapping the new toy inside. It was a strapless strap on, an item she had been saving to try on a new partner. Tonight’s would have to do. She slid the bulbous end into her, moaning loudly as it stretched her. Still on her knees, she turned to face Emma, who had propped herself up on her elbows, the lust in her eyes growing at the silicone between Chen’s legs. Grinning, Chen reached over, roughly removed the rest of her jeans, and flipped the woman over onto her hands and knees, positioning herself behind her. A hand wrapped around Emma’s throat, tilting her head up so she could look at their reflections.

“Take a good, hard look,” Chen said, using her free hand to adjust the toy to Emma’s slick entrance. “I want you to remember this moment. Because after tonight, you’ll know what it’s like to be fucked so hard you can’t walk. And it’s not going to be from some goofy boy toy or a sharp dressed man. It’s going to be from me.” The hand on her throat slipped back into her hair. She wrapped the hair around her hand, gripping it tightly so Emma would have to look in the mirror. “And you’re going to watch me do it.”

She finished the sentence by roughly entering her, a cry of pleasure coming out of Emma as her head drooped a bit. Chen responded back by pulling her head back up. “I said watch,” she spat the words out, pulling back and roughly entering her again. She kept that slow pace for a while, holding the woman’s head up so she could watch both of them. She loved seeing the lustful look in her eyes and the desire in the woman in front of her. It just made her want to go harder.

Rocking her hips, she began picking up the pace, slamming into the woman from behind as their moans intertwined in the air. She saw Emma’s hand begin to head towards her clit and grabbed her wrist, letting go of her hair so she could hold both arms behind the woman’s back.

“Don’t even fucking think about it.” She pounded harder into her, angling the woman so she was arched back, her knees skidding against the carpet. Chen bit at her neck, sucking the skin and scraping the skin with her teeth. Everyone who saw her tomorrow was going to see her mark. That thought turned her on even more. Keeping that fast and hard pace up, she adjusted so she was holding Emma’s wrists in both hands and began teasing her clit with her other.

Emma began squirming against her, clearly getting closer and closer to her edge. When it seemed like she might go over, Chen pulled her hand back and brought all but the tip of the strap on out. A few moments of whimpering echoed in the bedroom, but Chen didn’t relent. She liked watching the woman practically beg for her. When it seemed like she might not continue, Chen slammed into her again, letting the woman fall forward onto her elbows.

Her hands firmly gripped Emma’s hips as she continued fucking her from behind, the bulbous end of the strap on sliding into her even more. The grunts coming from her weren’t very elegant, but she didn’t care at the moment. She had come into tonight wanting to fuck her enemy into submission, and she was so close to it happening. She pressed the side of Emma’s face into the carpet, letting her thumb brush over her swollen lips. Emma immediately took it into her mouth, sucking it as Chen moaned.

“You want to cum, you dirty girl?” Chen asked, thrusting deeper into her. Emma nodded against the carpet, but that wasn’t good enough. “Beg for it. Out loud.”

“P-p-” Emma struggled to speak against the hard thrusts coming from Chen. “P-please...I want t-to cum.”

Chen pulled out, earning another whimper from Emma before she pulled the woman up onto her knees, spreading her legs with her own as her fingers went to tease her clit. “Then cum, bitch”

She held Emma’s arms back with her other hand again as her rapid teasing caused the woman to wiggle wildly, her gasps and moans growing louder as she got closer and closer. She gave her clit another pinch and flick, which was enough for Emma to come undone. Her entire body trembled as Chen watched them in the mirror, a devilish smirk growing as she watched the woman submit. She stood up along with Emma, turning her towards the bed and letting her fall forward onto it. She loved this image. Emma’s legs spread, trembling because of what she did to her as she panted heavily into her sheets. She filed that image away, knowing it would bring her pleasure later. With the strap on still inside her, Chen leaned forward to talk into Emma’s ear.

“Clean yourself up and get the fuck out of my home.”

With that, she turned to leave the room, sliding the toy out of her as she made her way to the bathroom to clean up.

#nsfw #rp drabbles for chen

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Day 11 – Friends with Benefits

Pairing – Joon/Chen

Neither one of them meant for it to happen. While there had always been this borderline flirting between them, both friends had meant it ask a joke rather than something serious. It wasn’t supposed to be anything more than that. But when they combined Joon’s new motherhood, Chen’s ability to drive everyone else away, and half a bottle of whiskey, things got intensely physical. And they both had enjoyed it. So, a new arrangement was made: while both of them were single, they’d use each other to get the physical release they both needed. No emotions, no strings attached. Just two women having fun with each other. It was extremely easy for them to keep it that way.

Chen was helping clean up after Greenlee’s birthday party, the little girl passed out from her sugar high in the guest room. Holding the party at her apartment might not have been the best for her nerves, but she also had selfish reasons for doing so. Namely, so she could have a little one-on-one time with the redhead currently tying up a bag of trash. Smirking, Chen dropped the plastic plates into her sink and snuck up behind her friend, gripping her hips as she began swaying. “So,” she said, nuzzling her nose against the other woman’s neck. “Do I get to make a birthday wish?”

“Oh, I’m sorry, was this whole party really for you?” Despite the sarcastic tone in her voice, Joon’s hips started swaying in time with the woman behind her. “I should have known all these Trolls dolls were really yours.”

“Damn straight.” She kissed along her neck, nipping at the point where the skin met her shoulder. Her hands snaked under Joon’s shirt, travelling up towards her bra. “But you know what? There's one present I haven’t gotten to unwrap yet...”

She could practically feel Joon rolling her eyes. To distract her from that terrible line, she slid her hands under the bra and rolled her nipples between her fingers. The soft gasp that escaped her friend showed her she had done the right thing.

“She could wake up any minute...”

“She could.” Chen moaned quietly into her ear. “So I guess it’s a good thing I set up her old baby monitor in her room.” A devilish smirk crossed her features as she suddenly pulled back, walking in front of the other woman, and hooking her fingers in the belt loops of Joon’s pants. “Oh darn. I left the other monitor in my bedroom. Guess we’d have to go back there to hear if she’s waking up.”

Joon playfully scowled as she was gently pulled down the hallway. “Are you capable of thinking outside of your pants?”

“Nope.”

“...Okay. One quick round.”

“You know I can’t do quick.”

Their shirts were off as soon as the bedroom door was closed. Chen quickly removed her bra and tossed it aside, then gave her friend a gentle push onto the bed. She helped wiggle off Joon’s jeans as she took off her own bra. Joon gave her a quick glare as Chen’s fingers hooked her panties. “Don’t just toss those. I’m not losing another pair here.”

Keeping eye contact with her, Chen tossed the fabric over her shoulder. “Oops.”

She crawled onto the mattress as Joon shimmied up, pressing kisses along the redhead’s thighs. She paused long enough to slip out of her skirt, throwing it into the abyss as she went to work. Her hands spread her friend’s thighs apart and she kissed the inner part of her thighs, nipping softly at the spot where her legs met her hips. “Well, well, well...” she said, her fingers gliding over the wet slit in front of her. Her fingers slid over Joon’s clit, pinching it between her pointer and middle finger as she gave it a quick flick with her tongue. “And you said I was the one who was thinking with my pants.”

“Will you shut up?” Joon gasped. Smirking, Chen swung her leg over and positioned herself over Joon’s face, her own at her friend’s pussy. She wasn’t a huge fan of 69-ing, but it was a quick way to pleasure each other before their time was up.

“Only if you make me.” She kept looking back at Joon, raising her hips just out of reach every time her mouth got close to her wetness. The redhead shot her another glare.

“Really, bitch?”

“Alright, alright.” Chen laughed before turning her attention to the wet pussy in front of her. She gave her clit another brush with her thumb before she dived in. The moan that came out of the woman behind her would have been enough to get her hot and bothered, but feeling the tongue begin to tease her folds was far better. The air grew thick as they both ate each other out, the sucking and licking mingling with the gasps and moans that escaped them. A louder one came from Chen when she felt Joon suck on her clit.

“Oh, fuck!” she gasped, having to lean back a bit. Joon’s hands carefully gripped her and pulled her back. Chen knew exactly what that meant and straddled her face, letting her have the entire access to her cunt. She had to bite the back of her hand to keep her moaning from getting too loud as she rode her face, the other hand teasing her friend’s breast to show her thanks. At one point, she had to lift herself up, panting heavily as she held herself above the woman’s face.

“What’s up?” Joon asked.

Chen let out a quiet laugh. “Keep going like that and I’m going to cum on your face.”

“She says like it’s a bad thing,” Joon remarked sarcastically. Chen shook her head and adjusted herself, giving Joon a quick upside down kiss as she moved.

“No. You get to cum first tonight.”

The duo adjusted again so Chen was settled between her legs, teasing Joon’s opening with her tongue just a little more to make sure she was wet enough. Once she was sure, she carefully slid one finger into her, moving it in and out slowly to get her accustomed.

“That feel good?”

Joon bit her bottom lip, closing her eyes as she nodded. “More.”

“So greedy.” Chen joked before sliding another finger in. She started slow, simply moving her fingers in and out until she felt fully lubricated. She then began curling her fingers, beckoning for the woman to come to her. After a few moments of watching her take her fingers, she leaned in to flick her clit with her tongue.

Joon’s short, quiet breaths soon turned into heavy panting, her hand sliding into Chen’s hair to hold her closer. Chen gave her a quick suck, causing the woman to have to cover her mouth with her spare hand to keep from crying out in pleasure. Chen’s smirk was met with a weak glare, neither of which stayed for long as she continued pleasuring the woman.

As she felt her friend tense around her fingers, Chen began moving at a quicker pace, letting her thumb take over teasing her clit so she could look at her. “You gonna cum for me?” There was no response from Joon, who was too consumed by the moment to think straight. “Wow. Speechless. That’s a new one.”

Chen felt a hand push against her forehead, which she took as Joon telling her to shut up and get back to work. Her fingers curled again as she sucked and felt her friend cum hard around her. She held her thigh down with her free hand, the leg trembling under the waves of pleasure. After taking a few seconds to work her down from her high, Chen pulled her fingers out, making a show of cleaning them off with her mouth as she straddled Joon’s waist.

She sucked her finger clean with a satisfying ‘pop.’ “And to think, you were worried about her waking up.”

Joon’s panting slowly turned into normal breathing as she ran her fingers along her friend’s thighs. “Still a possibility.”

“I haven’t even heard her stir.” That smirk returned again as she began rocking her hips.

“You really want to risk it? She could wake up before you’re done.”

“Or she could sleep soundly through the night.” Chen raised an eyebrow. “Admit it. You’re too much of a pussy to let me at you again.”

Joon’s hands gripped behind Chen’s knees and yanked her up her chest, causing Chen to have to catch her balance behind her with one hand and leaving her wet cunt spread in front of Joon.

“Fine,” the redhead said, a playful smirk of her own growing. “But this time, you better use the strap.”

#nsfw #rp drabbles for chen

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Day 29 – Toy

Pairing – Sterling/Chen

It had started off as a mean joke. People saying that she probably pegged her husband since she had the bigger dick in the relationship. And while she had never appreciated the jokes, she had been curious about what it would be like. So when Sterling asked her what she wanted for her birthday, she had shyly suggested the concept. At first he laughed. Then asked if she was serious. Then laughed again. But she had done her research.

Chen had a number of items that she had looked at, all of which were designed for beginners. She found tips and tricks people had posted online and shared them with him. And most importantly, she'd let him decide everything. Sterling took a few days to think it over, then agreed to a thin purple ridged dildo. Chen thanked him for taking her request seriously and allowing it to happen, assuring him that he could call it off at any point and she'd never bring it up again. But she wasn't going to lie—she was excited about the opportunity.

She had wanted to put her husband completely at ease tonight, which meant changing her usual romantic procedures. She was usually ready to go at any time and wore black or red lingerie to set the mood. But not tonight. She took the time to make the bed with her Frette sheet set, lit warm candles around the room, and set up everything they would need on a silver platter next to the bed. As for lingerie, she decided to go for something softer: a lavender colored set with ivory stockings. The harness she chose was a worn leather, sturdy but not irritable against the skin. She kept the harness and toy on the ground so it wouldn’t linger on both of their minds.

When Sterling came into the room, it was obvious that he was nervous about the night. Chen gave him a soft smile and walked over to him. “Erikson.” Her voice was soft as she spoke, taking his hand in hers. She pressed a kiss against the back of each hand. “You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to. We can have a fun night without it.”

He squeezed her hands. “I want to try it.” He leaned in to kiss her, his lips lingering a bit. “I do.”

“Okay.” She cupped his cheek for a second before sliding her hand down to his chest. “Let’s get you ready then.”

Chen made quick work of his shirt and slacks, peppering kisses along his skin as she removed them. He went to remove his boxers, but she stopped him. “Not yet,” she said, keeping her voice soft and smooth. “Let’s have you relax a bit first. Then we’ll get to that.”

She led him to the bed and kneeled onto it. “Lie down. I want to give you a massage.” Sterling did as he was told, stretching out onto the soft sheets. Chen smiled as he sighed. That was the reaction she was looking for. Reaching over to the tray, she put a small amount of oil on her hands, swung her leg over him, then began working her hands into his skin. The knots in his back took a while to loosen up, but every second was worth it to her. Soon, he was like putty in her hands, almost becoming one with the mattress. Her hands worked lower and lower until they were right above the band of his underwear. Her lips left a trail of kisses along his shoulder and up his neck to his ear. “Would you like me to go lower?”

“Yes.”  

She smirked, then gave him a gentle tap on the hip. “Then roll over.” He did just that as Chen repositioned herself lower on his body. Her fingers caught the waistband of his boxers and she carefully peeled them off of him. She then massaged his chest, dragging her hands lower and lower until they reached his hips. While her original plan had been to stroke him, she changed her mind and positioned herself over his length. Starting at a painfully slow pace, Chen began to grind against him. Sterling’s hands reached out for her and she took them to help balance herself as she worked. The friction of the fabric between them was doing wonders for both of them. She could feel herself getting wet and it was easy to see the desire rising in him.  

“Are you ready?” Sterling only responded with a nervous nod. She leaned forward to give him a reassuring kiss before sliding off. Putting the dildo and harness on had been an awkward problem she hadn’t foreseen. A small chuckle actually escaped her as she tried to tighten the straps. She glanced over at her husband on the bed. “I think I’ve found the vaginal equivalent of trying to put a condom on without ruining the mood.”

Sterling laughed at her joke. “Welcome to my world.”

“Uh, excuse you, that was your old world.” She frowned down at her work. “There has got to be a sexier way of doing this.”

“If there is, I don’t know it. And I’m not about to ask around.”

“Oh, come on. Don’t tell me we’ve stopped sharing sex tips around the water cooler.” She finally got everything in order and took her place back between his legs. The joking and awkwardness had helped relax them both. Sterling actually handed her the bottle of lube and Chen took it, squirting some into her hand.  

She started stroking Sterling first, helping him get back into the mood. “I’m going to be gentle,” she assured him as she moved to stroke the erect silicone strapped to her. “And I’ll go slow. Just tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

“Okay.”

With a loving smile, Chen leaned forward to kiss him, whispering a soft thank you to him as she pulled back. She put a little more lube on the strap-on before positioning it at his hole. Using one hand to support it, she teased his opening while stroking him with her other hand so he would associate the movement with pleasure. Once she was sure he was ready, she pushed the tip of her fake cock into him.  

She felt him tense up under her and watched him squeeze his eyes shut. “Did that hurt you?” Sterling shook his head, but that wasn't good enough for her. “Erikson, was that too much?”

“No.” His eyes were still shut, but his voice was firm.

“Do you want me to pull it out?”

“No.”

“Okay.” She looked down at the silicone piece connecting them. “I'm going to start moving. Tell me if it gets to be too much.”

Chen began slowly rocking her hips, barely pushing in. She assumed he'd need a little time to adjust to the sensation of being stretched. Her hand continued to stroke him as she moved, matching her slow and gentle pace. Eventually, she began pushing in a little more at a time, getting about halfway before Sterling spoke.

“That's too much.”

“Okay,” she said, pulling out a little. “You're doing so good, baby.”

Now knowing where his limit was, Chen began picking up her pace. Rocking her hips back and forth, she worked up until she was at a steady thrusting, her hand mimicking her speed. His cock was getting harder and harder in her hand, which only fueled her desire.

She watched her husband’s face as she fucked him. What had started out as nerves had turned into something far more lustful. He was swallowing between groans, his head pushed back into the pillows. Riding him had allowed her to see similar images, but it hit differently knowing she was able to do this to him by fucking his ass. Seeing him like this made her want to fuck him even more. It only seemed fair that he got a good view too. Using her other hand, she pulled down the straps of her bra, the fabric shifting down her skin thanks to her hard thrusts. Her now exposed breasts bounced in sync with the rest of her. Guiding his hand, she placed one over the sensitive mound, which he then gripped firmly as she fucked him.

Chen could feel his cock twitching in her hand. “Are you ready to come?” Sterling again only responded by nodding. “Then come for me.”

She let go of him and instead gripped his hips, giving him a few more thrusts. A loud groan escaped him as the man shot his load all over himself, the streaks of cum squirting across his stomach. Chen slowed her pace to a stop, carefully pulling out of him so she wouldn’t hurt him.

“Look at what you've done.” She flattened her tongue against his skin to lick off his cum. “You made a mess of yourself. And of me.” She practically ripped the harness off of her so she could lead his hand to her wet pussy. She grinded against his fingers as she finished cleaning him up with her mouth. Once she finished, she crawled her way up the bed, resting against him as he held her.

Chen wasn’t sure how often they'd do that again, but there was one thing she was sure of: fucking her husband would never get old.

#rp drabbles for chen #nsfw

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Day 17 – Breakup Sex  

Pairing – Barton/Chen

It was never meant to be anything more than a physical relationship. That's what they had agreed upon when they started and that's how it had stayed. There were no emotional attachments; they were just two people grieving looking for a physical release. And it had worked out fine. Neither one of them had worried about what would happen if he came back because neither believed it was possible.

And then he did.

Heavy sacrifices allowed those who had been blipped from existence to come back. And when Chen had opened the door to her apartment to see her husband standing there, it was the happiest she had felt in five years. But that happiness was soon tainted by a looming guilt. One that she was forcing herself to address. She had willingly entered a sexual relationship with his best friend. One that she had taken great pleasure in. It wouldn’t be fair for her to keep that from him. But first, she needed to make sure Barton understood it was never going to happen again.

Which is how she found herself in the archer’s apartment, standing there with a stern look as he paced the floor. Chen knew he had been through a lot lately, but this needed to be done. Sooner rather than later.  

“You know it has to be this way,” her voice calm and even. “He deserves to know the truth.”

“I know.” Barton stopped pacing, ruffling his hair with his hands before he looked at her. “But why now?”

“Why? Because he's back!”

“I know that! I mean, why do you have to tell him right now?!”

They were both starting to get heated. Chen clenched her fists as she spat back, “I am not going to lie to him!”

“I'm not asking you to!” Barton took a step closer to her. “I'm just saying, after all he's been through--"

“What about what I've been through?!” She was practically toe to toe with him at this point. “My husband died--"

“I'm aware!”

“--And you want me to what? Keep him in the dark about this while he thinks everything is just as it was before?”

“I want you to take five seconds to think about what it will do to him!”

“What it will do to him?! Or what it will do to you?!”

There was a tension in the air, one that wasn’t entirely fueled by anger. They both could tell. Their faces were only inches apart, their bodies almost painfully close. They were heading into dangerous territory.

“What's done is done,” she said, trying to keep the same strength she had earlier. “It's over.”

Chen had turned to go, but a strong hand gripped her wrist. She pivoted to continue the fight, but was silenced by a fiery kiss, one whose aggressive passion had her stumbling back into the wall. His muscular body had hers pinned in place. She knew what she should have done. She knew that she should have pushed him off of her, spat back that it was over, and left.

But she didn’t.

Her red nails tangled into his hair, her tongue sliding into his hot mouth. Barton's hips grinded into hers, his bulge pressing firmly against her. His hands went to work on her blouse, carelessly ripping it open enough to reveal her cleavage, the buttons scattering to the floor below them. His mouth began traveling downwards. Hot kisses seared her skin until his teeth nipped at the parts of her breasts not covered by her bra.

“Fuck!” Chen gasped, her nails digging into his scalp as she urged him on.  

He didn't bother removing her bra. Instead, he simply pushed it down until her breasts were exposed, his tongue teasing each of them. Meanwhile, Chen's free hand slid into his sweatpants and stroked him while he worked.

Their relationship had always been a rough one. She had allowed him to do things to her no other man had done before. Mostly because she knew Barton needed a way to physically relieve himself of the emotional Rollercoaster he was on. And a tiny bit because she wanted someone to fuck the anger out of her. So when he abruptly stopped, she knew what was coming. A firm hand gripped her shoulder to flip her over, her sensitive nipples now pressed against the rough wall. Her skirt was hiked up over her waist, her pantyhose torn, and the slim fabric covering her wet slit shoved aside. Hot breath met the back of her neck as he penetrated her from behind, one of his legs pushing hers open even more.

“Ah!” Chen didn’t care if his neighbors heard her. Her left hand went to grip the arm holding her waist while her right braced against the wall. Barton's free hand took a fistful of her hair and pulled her head back, forcing her to look up as he fucked her. His rough thrusts hit her in all the right places while her breasts were savaged by the wall. Her dripping cunt took in all of him, his cock taking full claim of her body as she writhed against him. She could tell this wasn’t being done for her pleasure. This was a man needing to let go of the frustrations inside him and she was more than willing to let him.

“Ah, Clint! Fuck!” Her moans interrupted the sound of their slick skin colliding. “Fuck me! Harder! Harder!”

He silenced her by yanking her head back further and sticking his tongue in her mouth. His already rough thrusts grew harder; his hips slammed into her, held his cock deep inside her, then released only to do it again. His grunts made her wetter and wetter, to the point where she wondered if she could take much more. She didn’t have to wonder for very long.

Barton's hands went to her hips as her drove into her some more. Freed from his grasp, Chen let her forehead rest against the wall as both hands braced against it, her moans echoing in the room. He was close. One. Two.

He came hard into her, his warm liquid filling her wet cunt. When he pulled out, she could feel traces of him ooze out down her thigh. She took a moment to catch her breath and was about to comment on how he should clean up his mess when her open eyes saw it.

Her ring. The one proudly worn on her left hand. The sign of her love and dedication to her husband. Her husband. The man currently sitting at their home, most likely wondering where she was. Any lustful thought was immediately replaced by crippling guilt. Oh God. What had she done?

Barton appeared to be in a similar boat, his voice soft as he spoke. “Rebecca, I--"

“I told you.” Chen spat the venomous words out. She shimmied her skirt down and held her blouse closed as best she could. “What's done is done. It's over.”

With that, she walked out, silently praying that she would find forgiveness for her actions.

#rp drabbles for chen #nsfw

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Day 7 – Undress [Bonus Drabble]

Pairing – Jenny/Gordon feat. Ted

There were a number of things Ted loved about being a father. He loved watching his kids play pretend. He loved how they went bananas whenever mac and cheese was suggested for dinner. He loved how Oliver managed to turn everything into a drum set. He loved how Jenny never let go of her imagination. He loved his kids, no matter what they tried to do when he wasn’t looking.

He was needing to remind himself of that today.

While Emma was stuck working at the kitchen table, Ted had decided to surprise her with a perfectly clean house when she was done. Clean dishes, clean floors, clean clothing, clean children. That was the plan. His current mission: to gather the dirty laundry so he could complete step three. Getting Oliver’s had been easy. All that had required was putting a movie on while he scooped up the young boy’s clothes. Jenny was next. Grabbing the half-filled laundry basket, Ted walked down the hall and knocked on his daughter’s door.

“Jen? I’m coming in.” He really wished he hadn’t opened the door.

The majority of her furniture was pushed up against one wall, leaving a wall completely blank. Jenny was sitting crisscrossed on her bed, wearing what appeared to be a Spider-Man shirt that was definitely not hers and tiny boy short underwear with nothing else over them. Standing in the middle of the room was Gordon, who—for some reason—was only wearing a pair of boxers. It took Ted a full minute to completely process the scene.

“What is happening right now?”

“Our science fair project,” Jenny said, her mouth full of chips. Even though she hadn’t finished the stuff in her mouth, she took another handful from the bowl on her bed and stuffed it in her face. “It’s due next month. We wanted to get a head start.”

The confused look remained on Ted’s face. “And... what exactly is your project?”

“We’re testing a human’s ability to stick to a surface.” Gordon answered this time as he slowly inched his way over to grab one of the dirty towels Jenny had thrown on a chair to cover himself up. “We’re seeing if there are any manmade substances that can uh...replicate the abilities of um...Spider-Man.”

Spider-Man. That was Gordon’s shirt she was wearing. Ted’s eyes narrowed at the young man, a look he did not often give, which made his target shift uncomfortably on his feet. “I’m sorry,” he said, looking about the room. The clear wall was already suspicious, but the number of various open containers of liquids was way more concerning. “Are you telling me that you’re rubbing sticky stuff on yourselves and then throwing yourselves at the wall?”

“No,” Jenny scoffed, pointing a greasy finger at her friend. “We’re rubbing sticky stuff on Gordon then throwing him at the wall.”

“And you’re doing this in my house because...?”

“It’s too cold to do it outside.”

“And you couldn’t do it at Gordon’s house because...?”

“My mom lives there.” Okay, Ted could actually give the kid credit for that one. He looked over at Gordon when he answered the question.  

“And you’re practically naked because...?”

“I didn’t want to get my clothes all sticky.”

Ted then looked at his daughter. “And you aren’t wearing pants because...?”

“Solidarity.” Jenny nodded as she spoke. “We are pantsless brethren. I was not willing to take my shirt off though.”

“Good. Because.” Ted moved his finger between the two of them, trying to figure out exactly what to say in this situation. In the end, there was only one thing he really wanted to know. “You know what? I don’t want to know. I don’t. Want. To know. I do not want to know.”

He kept repeating the words as he walked off, abandoning the laundry in the hall as he went downstairs. Emma looked up as he walked into the kitchen. “Hey, Teddy. I was thinking--”

“I. DO NOT. WANT. TO KNOW.”

#sfw

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Day 6 – Caught Naked

Pairing – Sterling/Chen

She never thought she was the type of woman to care about marks on her body. Freckles and scars were already brushed across her skin. She shouldn’t care about any new appearances. And yet she did. She was standing naked in front of her bathroom mirror, hating the little discolored lines on her stomach. Her fingers traced along each one, as if somehow that would erase them all.

Chen was too distracted to hear the bedroom door open and the voice of her husband. “She's definitely your daughter. Ten minutes into the movie and she's sound asleep.” Sterling chuckled as he changed for bed. “I put the monitor on my side so I can hear her if she wakes up tonight. Maybe we'll luck out and get a full eight hours.” The remaining words were tuned out. She was still staring in the mirror when he called her name, fingers still tracing her stretch marks. She wasn't sure how long he had been standing in the doorway when she finally noticed.

Her head snapped over to see him smirking at her like he had made some sort of dirty comment, but the look quickly turned to one of worry when he saw her face. “What's wrong?”

“Nothing. I--" Chen was suddenly aware of how naked she was and wrapped her arms around her stomach. “I was just thinking.”

“About?”

She tried not to look at herself in the mirror again, but she couldn’t help it. All she saw was those marks streaking against her skin, covering every inch of her that she used to like. It felt like they were going to consume her.

“Do you…” She felt silly for asking, but she needed to know. Her eyes remained locked with her reflection as she finished the question. “Do you still think I'm beautiful?”

Chen didn't hear him move, but soon his reflection appeared next to hers. His hand softly cupped her cheek and turned her face to his. “You know I do.”

“No, I mean…” She still couldn’t look him in the eye, instead settling for a spot on his shoulder. “I was the hot model. You know? The one with the long legs and perfect stomach that you couldn't wait to hop into bed with. And now I'm…” Her arms tightened around her waist as if they could hide what was underneath. “…this.”

“This?” Sterling's hands gently gripped her shoulders. “I'm not sure what you think this is. Because all I see is a drop dead gorgeous woman with long legs and a perfect stomach that I can’t wait to get into bed with.”

“I'm not though!” She didn't mean to sound so aggressive about it, but it was impossible for her to believe that. Chen  stepped back and threw her arms out to reveal her naked body. “Look at me, Erikson! How can you see that?”

The calm look on Sterling's face didn't change at all during her little outburst. He simply waited patiently until she was finished, then slowly closed the gap between them. “Okay. You want to know what I really see when I look at you?”

“Yes.”

He nodded, again cupping her cheek with his hand. “I see a woman whose mind is a complete mystery to me.” He leaned forward, placing a soft kisses on her forehead and cheeks, where the faint sign of her freckles could still be seen.  

“I see a fiercely loyal woman, who does whatever it takes to protect the people she cares for.” His lips brushed against her shoulder and down her arm, loosely following the burn scars along it. Chen allowed her arms to drop and he kneeled down to continue his path along it. His face turned towards her hip, another soft kiss placed against a small surgical scar.

“I see a woman who had to make sacrifices and chose happiness instead of fear. But I’ve always seen those things. So what do I see when I look at you now?”

Traveling along her waistline, Sterling placed open mouthed kisses along her stretch marks, the tip of his tongue tracing them. Chen shivered at his work, her hands instinctively going to his hair, a soft gasp passing through her lips. He stopped under her bellybutton, looking up at her with loving eyes.  

“I see a woman who has brought me happiness I thought I'd never had. A beautiful woman who wants to spend her life with me. A perfect woman who brought our daughter into this world. Every time I look at you, all I see is how absolutely wonderful you are. And there is nothing in this world that could change that. Nothing.”

Chen wasn't sure if it was the loving look, the soft smile, his words, or a combination of all three, but something about him made her misty-eyed. She squatted down to kiss him, her arms locking around his neck as his slid around her waist, carefully lifting her up as he stood. Sterling carried her into the bedroom, awkwardly depositing her on the bed as he positioned himself above her. Her hands gripped the hem of his shirt to remove it but she only got halfway up his torso before the sound of crying came from the monitor.

“I've got her.” Sterling whispered, peppering a few more kisses on her shoulder as he moved to get up. Chen propped herself up on the bed to watch him leave, giving him a wink when he looked back. She settled back onto the mattress once he was gone and began tracing the stretch marks again. Maybe she wasn't the same woman she was before. But maybe, just maybe, she really was all he saw.

#rp drabbles for chen #sfw

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Day 5 – Sex in Public / Sex in Car

Pairing – Clint/Chen

They weren’t a couple. That word implied that there was some sort of romantic relationship, where they would hold hands and actually know one another. But neither of them was interested in that. They didn’t care for the candlelight dinners or sweet love notes. Those were all signs of people who loved each other.

This wasn’t the scene of a loving couple. The car was parked in a darker part of the lot where people wouldn’t dare to walk. The tinted window of the backseat was cracked only enough to let the cool air in. Her dress was hiked up above her hips; the waistband of his pants was around his knees. This was a very simple thing: two people looking for a physical release. Nothing more.

The backseat of the rental wasn’t exactly roomy, so Chen had taken the lead on this round. It hadn’t taken much to get him hard—a few strokes and the rough handling of their clothes had done wonders to both of them—and she was soon straddling him. Her left hand held onto his shoulder for support while her right gripped the console behind her, allowing her to angle herself better onto her lover. She teased his tip by slowly grinding her wet slit against it then finally lowered herself onto his cock.

“Ah!” she yelled, not particularly caring if anyone heard her. She wasn’t in the mood for shy, sensual sex. She was looking to be fucked. Clint’s firm hands immediately went to her waist and guided her as she began riding. It was hard and rough. She drove herself down as he lifted himself up, the sound of their skin colliding drowned out by their short grunts. Her nails dug into his shirt as he leaned forward to bite at her neck.

Clint’s head dipped lower to nip at the exposed parts of her bouncing cleavage, allowing Chen to see out the back window. She could see faint figures hustling about the street in the distance. They had no idea what was happening just a stone’s throw away from them. The idea that at any moment, someone could come walking down and catch them—she'd be lying if she said the thought hadn’t made her wet.

Keeping her grip on the console, she leaned back as far as the seats would allow her and slid a hand between the two of them, her fingers rapidly playing with her clit. “Faster,” she moaned. Her lover listened, his hip bucking harder at the new angle. She could feel herself tightening around his cock, her legs shaking as she tried to control herself. When she finally came, she came hard, to the point where Clint had to cover her mouth with his hand to make sure no one heard her.

She could tell he was close too. Another awkward shift of their bodies left Clint with his back pressed up against the door and Chen somewhat positioned between his legs. It was strange tasting herself as she took his throbbing length into her mouth. His hips continuing their thrusting as he resumed his fucking. He was just between a different set of lips this time. She let him go deep as his load shot into her mouth, sucking him off once he stopped his movements. She swallowed and wiped her lips while he composed himself.

There was no conversation happening. She readjusted her dress so she was fully covered; he hiked up his pants. She stepped out of the car and went straight to her own, quickly turning the engine on and taking off. He went to the driver’s side of the rental and went his own way. That was their normal routine.

They weren’t a couple. They were just two people who happened to fuck sometimes.

#rp drabbles for chen #nsfw

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Day Four - Bath

Pairing - Sterling/Chen

There's a reason why Chen splurged on a large bathtub. She had wanted a tub where she could feel submerged if she so desired. She liked having plenty of space to relax. And she didn't mind having a partner in the water with her. She was enjoying the first two parts one night when she heard a soft knock then the sound of the bathroom door opening.

She smiled up at her husband as he slipped into the room. “Hey handsome.” She could see the wear and tear of the day all over him. “Long day?”

“You could say that.” Sterling sat on the edge of the tub and leaned down to kiss her. “I'm just glad it's over. What about you?”

“Oh, you know. A kid puked on my shoes. Hence the relaxing bath.” She reached up to take his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. “I know you can't talk about it, but I’m here if you need anything.”

His smile softened at her offer. “I could use a massage…” His fingers brushed the surface of the water as his eyes followed the length of her legs underneath it. Chen smirked, spreading her legs slightly.  

“Then come on in.”

Sterling stood and removed his clothing, folding them neatly on the counter. She spread her legs a little more to give him enough space to get in. Her hands went to work on his shoulders, massaging the knots away as a content sigh escaped him. “Thank you,” he whispered, one of his hands reaching up to cover hers.

“You're welcome.” Chen leaned forward to place a kiss on his back. “You know I'd do anything to help you relax.”

Despite the fact that she couldn’t see his face, she knew he had that smile on his face when he spoke. “Oh? Anything?”

“Mhmm.” She kissed up along his shoulder and neck, catching his earlobe between her teeth. Her hand snaked around his waist. “Anything.”

His head turned and she took the opportunity to give him a real kiss, her tongue teasing his lips. Her hand slid lower and wrapped around his length, slowly stroking him. While she was enjoying herself, she wanted to watch him come undone by her work. She gently pushed him forward so she could get around him. The water sloshed as she straddled his thigh, one arm draping over his shoulder for support as her other picked up its pace. She grinded against him and moaned against his lips.

Groaning beneath her, Sterling pulled away enough to kiss down her chest, his mouth capturing one of her nipples. “Ah!” she gasped, her grip tightening on him at the new sensation. She wanted more, but she also knew there was no way they were making it the bedroom.  

“Need you,” she whimpered. “Now.”

They both quickly stood up, the water sloshing around again as they repositioned. Chen stood with one knee up on the edge of the tub, one hand teasing her clit to bring back her natural lubricants while the other attempted to brace on the slick tile of the wall. Sterling positioned himself behind her and easily slid in. “Fuck,” Chen moaned, her free hand trying to grip the tub as he began his thrusts. The normally quiet bathroom was soon filled with the sounds of their grunts and moans. His hands firmly gripped her hips as he drove into her, the movement of his hips so rapid that she actually had to reach back and hold onto his forearm to keep her balance.

“Fuck, Sterling. Yes!” She could feel herself inching closer and closer to that euphoric edge. “A little harder,” she begged, something she was not known for. “Make me cum.”

Sterling slowed his pace—which earned a rather pathetic whimper from her—before driving hard into her again, each thrust angling to hit her sweet spot. That was all she needed. Her nails dug into his arm and the tub as she came, her standing leg shaking a bit from it all. Her husband wasn’t far behind her. A few more hard thrusts and he came undone, his throbbing cock filling her from behind. He collapsed on top of her as he finished. Their heavy panting soon grew more manageable and she turned her head to give him a kiss.

“See?” She said between pants. “I told you I’d help you relax.”

“Mm...I don’t know.” Sterling chuckled, placing another kiss on her shoulder. “That seemed like hard work.”

“Oh, in that case, we’ll never do it again.”

The couple laughed together as they went to clean themselves up. She smiled as her husband helped dry her off. Yeah, making sure they could both fit in the tub was a great idea.

#rp drabbles for chen #nsfw

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Day Three - Shower

Pairing - Sterling/Chen

Chen had developed a nightly habit over the years. After dinner, she'd sit down to work on a crossword puzzle, read a few magazine articles, tuck the kids in, then tell Sterling she was going to take a shower. She did it mostly so he wouldn’t accidentally roam into the bathroom while the water was running. She had never really put it out as an offer to join her.

So when he asked if he could join her one night, she was a little surprised. Nevertheless, she accepted and went to turn on the water. She kept a close eye on him as the both stripped down, looking for any sign of his discomfort.  

There was nothing particularly sensual about them showering together. Sure, she enjoyed looking at him and a few dirty thoughts had passed her mind, but she didn't vocalize them. His hands went to her waist as she stepped into the water. Despite being smaller than him, she tried her best to block as much of the water as she could. Her hand rested on his chest, feeling his even breathing. Good.  

“Help me lather up?” The offer was soft, an invitation rather than an order. His hands were a little shaky as he worked the soap into her skin, though he did seem to give a little more attention to her breasts than any other area. He took a step closer to her as she rinsed off, resting his forehead against hers as the water hit them both.

For a very short moment, it felt like everything she had ever wanted. Yes, it wasn’t a stroll in the rain or standing on the beach, but it felt like a start. Her hands slid over his shoulders as she leaned into him. She loved him. More than anything. And she felt like the happiness in her chest would last forever. But when she pulled back to tell him how much she wanted him, she could see the streak of red running down his face.

Chen went into emergency mode, quickly shutting the water off and grabbing a towel for him. She held it to his nose as they both went to sit on the shower floor.  

“I'm sorry,” Sterling said, his voice shaking as he reached over to cover her hand. “I thought…I thought I could handle…”

“Shh…” She pushed the wet hair out of his face. “It's alright. You're okay.” She quickly wiped the moisture off her upper body and pulled him in to rest against her. “You’re here. You're safe with me.”  

They stayed on the floor for a few minutes, Chen softly speaking sweetly to him as he regained control of his mind. “I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you, too.” She smiled warmly at him. “I always will. Even if you totally missed a spot earlier.”

He raised an eyebrow at her. “I thought I was extremely thorough with my work.”

“Nope. Missed a spot.”

“Where?”

Her finger pointed at her lips. “Right here.”

He smiled at her, the sight making Chen relax. Seeing him more like his old self always made her feel that way. “Well,” he said, sitting a little straighter. “I should fix that.”

As he leaned in to kiss her, Chen allowed her eyes to close, enjoying the small moment. She knew she'd have to help him up off the wet floor and hold him until he fell asleep tonight. But the fact that he even wanted to try the shower with her tonight…that brought that warmness back to her chest.

She loved him. Every aspect of him. And she knew that it would never change, no matter how much they might have over the years.

#rp drabbles for chen #sfw

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Day Two - Skinny Dipping

Pairing - Joon/Chen

Sometimes, girls just needed to take a girls' trip. Escape from it all and enjoy each other's company. Sure, normally girls’ trips included more than just two girls, but Chen didn’t have any other female friends she could tolerate for a weekend. Her and Joon were more than enough.

She had convinced the redhead to take a vacation with her down to her mother's cabin, where they could be as obnoxious as they wanted without having the cops called on them. After dropping Greenlee off with Sterling—knowing full well she'd absolutely destroy him—they packed up Chen's car and headed out.  

When they arrived, they dumped their bags in the cabin, Joon only making a few snarky remarks on how lavish it was, before heading out to enjoy what was left of the sunlight. The air felt crisp and clean, the trees looked bright and inviting, and the water was crystal clear. By the time they made their way down to the bank of the lake, the sun was already starting to set, covering the water with a warm shadow.

“Way to go, champ.” Joon joked, giving Chen a soft shove. “If you hadn't been such a lightweight on gas pedal, we could have made it here in time for a swim.”

Chen stuck her toes in the water, checking the temperature. It was a little chill, but nothing too bad. “Who says we can't have one now?” With a devilish smirk, she grabbed the hem of her shirt and yanked it over her head, tossing it onto a nearby bench. Her shorts followed soon after.  

Joon followed suit and the two women stood at the end of the dock. “So. You jump, I jump, Jack?” Joon smirked over at Chen, but a puzzled look crossed her face when she saw concern on the other. “What's wrong?”

Chen's mouth opened and closed a few times before she finally spat it out. “These are Fleur of England,” she said, gesturing to her remaining undergarments. When Joon didn't seem to understand, she sighed and added, “They're stupid expensive and I don't want to ruin them.”

“How much did you spend on that?” No reply was given to Joon's question. Instead, Chen quickly removed her bra and panties, then dove into the water. She poked her head up out of the water and laughed.

“Nice ass.” Joon teased, earning a splash from Chen.

“Come on and join me. The water's great.” Chen watched as her friend crouched down. “Oh, come on. Live a little you coward.”  

Glaring, Joon stood up and finished stripping down, walked back a few steps, then cannonballed into the water. The redhead shot up next to her friend.

“You liar! This is fucking freezing!”

“Wimp.”

As they treaded water, Chen realized how much she enjoyed this. Acting foolish. Swimming naked with someone she cared about. A part of her wondered if there was some universe out there where her and Joon did this often. Maybe be even more than just friends.

She was brought out those thoughts by a splash of water. Laughing, she splashed back and soon they were having a water fight in the dark. She wasn't sure how long they stayed out there, but it was one of the most times she had enjoyed in a long time.

“You know,” Chen said as she put her clothes back on, intentionally leaving off her expensive underwear. “If this was some shitty romantic comedy, this is where we'd make out.”

“Sorry,” Joon smiled. “I saw how much water got in your mouth. I'm not going near that.”

“Please. I’ve put far worse in my mouth.”

They made their way back up to the cabin, cracking jokes about each other's sex lives the entire way. Yes, sometimes you just needed a girls’ trip. Even if that trip was just skinny dipping with your only female friend.

#[meh] #rp drabbles for chen #sfw

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Day One – Oral

Pairing – Sterling and Chen

She had expected long hours to be a part of his new promotion, but Chen hadn't thought that meant those long hours would be spent in their own home. If he was working on base, that was fine. There wasn't anything she could do about that. But when he'd lock himself up in the home office, wasting time on paperwork instead of wasting time on her—that got a little annoying. She found herself constantly peeking over the corner of her magazine, waiting for him to come out. She was determined to have some fun tonight. Her silk robe barely covered the new lingerie she had purchased and she intentionally was lying on the couch with her legs fully exposed. She was a goddamn meal and somebody better savor her.

Sterling finally made an appearance, tiredly shuffling down the hall into the kitchen. She gave him a few minutes to rummage around for a water bottle, teasingly draping a leg over the arm of the couch to grab his attention. “So, I was thinking…” she said, her voice low and sultry. “It's getting late. We should really head to bed.”

“You should,” Sterling replied, completely oblivious to her tone. He walked over and placed a soft kiss on the top of her head. “Good night. I love you.”

“Love…you too.” Rebecca replied as he walked back to his office. She was flabbergasted. What the hell just happened? She was practically oozing sex appeal tonight and it did nothing. Something was up. She hopped up off the couched and went down the hall, determined to find an answer.

Chen found him sitting at his desk, head hung as he signed off on some other document in his file. She could tell he was worn out. The tired eyes, his normally slicked back hair slightly disheveled, the loose tie around his neck. They all were signs of a man who needed a break, but didn’t have the time to take one. Well, she was about to make time.

She slowly made her way over to him, startling him slightly when she placed her hand over his. Leaning forward, she caught his lips with her own, a free hand gently pushing his chair back enough for her to squeeze between him and the desk. “Rebecca,” he whispered, a mixture of exhaustion and faint desire in his voice. “I have to finish this tonight…”

“I know.” She knelt down in front of him, her fingers making quick work of his belt. “I'll be quick.”

She undid enough of his pants to free him, tugging them down to give her some room to work with. Open kisses were placed along his length as one hand went to fondle his balls. His sharp inhale urged her on, her tongue slipping out to slowly lick him, giving his tip a sharp flick when she reached it.

Sterling's hands slid into her hair and she took it as a sign to get to work. Her tongue swirled around his tip a few times before she took him into her mouth, sucking as she slid him in. Her hand stroked the part of his shaft she hadn't taken in as her head began to bob, the mixture of her saliva and his precum creating a lubricant in her mouth.

As her work earned a groan from her husband, Chen found herself growing bolder. Each time she slid him in again, she began to take him deeper and deeper. Soon, her hands were gripping his thighs as she took all of him in her mouth. She looked up at him, his lustful eyes burning into hers. She'd file that look away for the next time she fingered herself. She held him there for a moment before needing to release, gasping for air when she pulled back.

Her hand quickly went back to work, stroking him wildly as his hips bucked, her eyes remaining on his. “Rebecca,” he groaned. She could feel him twitching in her hands. He wasn't going to last much longer.

“Cum for me.” It wasn't a request. It was an order. She began sucking him off again, her pace far faster than before. His hips thrust his throbbing cock into her mouth deeper and deeper, and she took him in fully again as he came. She felt his warm liquid shoot into her mouth, sliding down her throat as she milked it out of him. She managed to swallow most of it—save one dribble of cum that had oozed its way out of the corner of her mouth and down her chin. Her finger slowly caught it and wiped it off her face, though she made sure to out on a show of her licking it off her finger as she rose.

She placed a soft kiss on Sterling's head. “I love you,” she said quietly. “I'm going to go to bed. Hold me when you join me.” Her husband reached out as if to silently ask her to stay, but she shook her head and kissed his hand instead. “No. You have work to finish.” She made her way to the doorway, giving him one last glance over her shoulder.

“Goodnight, lover.”

#rp drabbles for chen #nsfw

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Costume References: (Broadway) Orpheus

Need some Hadestown costume references for drawing ?? Here you go 🌹

Orpheus wears an off-white colored shirt; buttons run along the top half, but are left unbuttoned so his shirt opens up in a V. The shirt itself looks tattered/worn out with faint stains. The sleeves are ripped at the ends, but are occasionally folded up so the rips aren’t as visible. He wears a red bandana, brown suspenders, baggy gray pants, and black shoes.

He also has a white apron to indicate his job at the bar. He wears this from the start of the show until he takes it off in “All I’ve Ever Known.”

In Act 2, as he enters Hadestown, he looks more beaten up with visible wounds on his face.

And for reference, his guitar is a 1955 Gibson ES 140.

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Broadway Refs >> Orpheus | Eurydice | Persephone | Hades | Hermes | Fates | Ensemble / Workers

London Refs >> Orpheus | Persephone | Hades | Hermes

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Next to Normal Sentence Starters part one

“What are you doing up? It’s 3:30.”

“Are you snorting coke?”

“Why does he hate me?”

“Because you’re a little twat.”

“Now you head on upstairs. I’ll be up for sex in a minute.”

“Great. Thanks. I’m so glad I know that.”

“’Cause some days I think I’m dying, but I’m really only trying to get through.”

“I said ‘Isn’t it a beautiful day?’“

“I mean it’s rainy and cloudy and really cold for September.”

“I never know what she’s talking about.”

“You’re living on a latte and a prayer.”

“It only hurts when I’m here.”

“It only hurts when he goes.”

“You have no idea what I do all day.”

“The calendar is still on April of last year.”

“Can you do the shopping today? I’m slammed at work and we’re out of everything.”

“If they say we’re not, then fuck ‘em.”

“Everything’s fine. I’m just making sandwiches...on the floor.”

“You give up way too easily.”

“You’re kind of a confusing person.”

“Oh, you’re one of those pretentious stoner types.”

“They say love is blind, but believe me, love is insane.”

“I don’t put anything in my mouth that is on fire.”

“I’m like one fuck-up from disaster.”

“This is one fucked up seduction.”

“How do you know this isn’t a sign saying we belong together?”

“How do you know it’s not a sign saying get new rubbers?”

“I miss my life.”

“Do you feel he’s still real?”

“Do you read obituaries and feel jealous of the dead?”

“Do you know what it’s like to die alive?”

“Can you tell me why I’m afraid it’s me?”

“I am the one who knows you. I am the one who cares.”

“He’s immortal, forever alive. Then there’s me.”

“I wish I could fly. I’d fly far away from here.”

“He’s not here. I am here.”

“I love you as much as I can.”

“They have depression chat rooms?”

“Three women at work know I’m nuts?”

“Most people who think they’re happy just haven’t thought about it enough.”

“I am what you want me to be.”

“I'm alive, I'm alive, I am so alive.”

“And I need you to need me, it's no surprise.”

“I am destruction, decay, and desire.”

“I’m your wish, your dream come true.”

“And I am your darkest nightmare too.”

“And though you made me, you can't change me.”

“I’m the perfect stranger who knows you too well.”

“I’ll tell you the truth if you let me try.”

“You say forget but I’ll remind you.”

“You can try to hide, but you know that I will find you.”

“This is never going to get better, is it?”

“He is never going away!”

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