BARAN SPANKING TRINS PUSSY PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLSASEPLEASEPLEASSPLEASSPLEASEEPEASSPLEASWPLEAASSSEEEEE
finally getting around to my asks hehehe. Iām just gonna put this out here and run away
(kinda?? mean dom!baran and desperate!trinity enjoy)
Theyāre in Baranās bedroom with Trinity writhing in the older womanās lap. Trinity lets out a moan as Baran sucks her tongue between her lips. Her hands slip into the older womanās curls that frame the sides of her face. She tries to aim her hips in a way that creates the friction she needs, but she keeps coming up short. She lets out a whine half in frustration and half in bliss as Baranās lips begin trailing down her jaw.
Trinity feels the older woman smile against her skin after she nips behind her ear,
āDesperate baby?ā Baranās voice gets so much lower when sheās turned on and Trinity feels the words run down her spine so deliciously she begins to tremble.
āBaran, please.ā
āPlease what, baby?ā
āFuck, I need you.ā The evil woman below her chuckles.
āIām right here my love. If you need more than this youāll have to use your words. I know youāre good at that.ā
Her baggy sleep shirt was discarded long ago and tossed somewhere for Trinity to find tomorrow. She feels Baranās eyes follow the blush that travels from her cheeks down her bare chest.
But why be compliant, when she could do the opposite?
āWhy canāt you just touch me? Afraid you wonāt be able to handle me?ā
In what feels like half a second, the hand that had found its way up from its grip on her ass deep to into the hair at the back of her neck, is wrapped around her throat. Baran pushes her back as her fingers grip the side of her windpipe and forces her to meet her eyes. The older womanās eyes are pitch black and so cold that Trinity wonders if this is what the people on the Titanic felt like before impact.
āYou think I canāt handle you? Oh my love, you have no idea what I could do to you.ā
āProve it then.ā
Baran scoffs, āYouāre such a fucking brat,ā and then yanks her toward into a kiss much messier the before. The older woman bites her lower lip so hard that Trinity distantly thinks about how swollen itāll be at work tomorrow. She moans low in her throat as the pain radiates to the lower half of her face.
Baran laughs lowly in her throat as Trinityās eyes glaze over from the mix of pain and pleasure. She pulls back just enough to meet her eyes, āAww the slut likes pain? However will I punish you baby?ā
Trinity pants open mouthed like a dog begging for water, mind too hazy to properly respond.
āMm you look so dumb with your tongue out like that babygirl. Head so empty; all you can think about is having me inside you, yeah?ā
Trinity thinks sheās gone to heaven. Or hell. She doubts angels would speak to her like this, and Trinity has never claimed to need an angel.
āBaran, please.ā
Baran hums as she trails her teeth down the side of Trinityās neck. Nipping at her collarbone before harshly sucking a mark on to her skin. Trinity moans at the feeling and rolls her hips again trying to ease the ache between her legs. Sheās gushing, thereās no way she hasnāt soaked through her boxers.
āYou have to tell me what you want Trinity.ā
āFuck, Baran I need you inside me. Your fingers, tongue, your cock I donāt care!ā
Finally, Baran grips her hips so tight that it stops Trinityās uncoordinated movements in her lap. She hopes that her fingers leave a bruise.
āWell, only since you asked.ā
In a flash, Baran has them flipped over with Trinity staring up at her, her chest heaving.
āIām gonna ruin you, baby.ā
Trinity whines as Baran pushes her thigh firmly against her soaked cunt. She ruts against it like a dog in heat as Baran sucks and bites marks onto her neck. The older woman lets her do as she please for a few moments, selfishly enjoying feeling the evidence of Trinityās arousal against her leg. That is until she firmly places a hand on Trinityās stomach effectively stopping her from continuing her movements.
Baran coos as Trinity whimpers, āOh baby, you know good girls wait for permission.ā
If Trinity werenāt so far gone sheād be a brat, say something like, āYouāre taking so long I thought Iād have to do it myself,ā but as it is Baran has completely reduce her to a puddle, and she knows it. The woman has a glint in her eye that makes Trinityās toes curl. She looks hungry, like a predator stalking its prey in a dark forest.
Baran brings a hand up and grips Trinityās cheeks roughly forcing her to hold eye contact. The feeling of her nails digging into the soft skin of her face has her fighting not to roll her eyes back. With their eyes locked Baran slowly brings her other hand to the waist band of Trinityās boxers and slips her fingers underneath. They find only slick heat and Trinity breath shudders as her loverās eyes somehow grow even darker.
āI can feel your desperation baby.ā
Her fingers find her clit and rub slow, aching circles that cause Trinityās hips to buck. Baran is still holding her face, keeping her mouth open as desperate whines and garbled pleads fall on deaf ears. Baran is past the point of listening, she is in full control.
Her fingers continue their torturous adventure but starting tracing her lips. She massages them slowly and completely avoids where she knows Trinity wants her most. It continues like for what feels like forever until Trinityās whines turn into pleading.
āMommy please..need you inside.ā
Baran leans in, her grip on her face disappearing as her forearm rests next to Trinityās head and she nuzzles her face into Trinityās neck. She nips at the skin and trails her lips up to her ear. āMmm but Mommy isnāt done playing with you baby. Want you to ruin our sheets without me inside. Can you do that for me baby?ā
Trinityās still deciding between heaven or hell. Her brain feels like tv static but she nods anyway. Sheāll do whatever Baran asks of her, anything to cum for her.
Baran smiles against her ear, āGood girl. Letās get you out of these.ā Her hand comes out of Trinityās boxers and the younger woman has to bite her bottom lip to keep from groaning. Even the seconds it takes for Baran to slide her boxers off of her feel like torture. All she wants is for Baran to keep touching her, keep touching and touching and touching..
And then her fingers are back tracing her lips and Trinityās back arches off the bed. The breath is punched out of her lungs and Baran hovers above her with her eyes glazed but sharp. She watches every emotion pass over Trinityās face and feels as her cunt pulses against her fingers.
āSo desperate for Mommyās fingers youāre clenching around nothing. I bet you feel so empty.ā Trinity hiccups and bucks her hips involuntarily, her body screaming at her for more stimulation.
Suddenly, Baranās hand disappears and comes down hard on her clit. A sharp slapping sound echoing the throughout the bedroom and Trinityās vision whites out. She thinks she screams but sheās not sure, all she knows is that sheās coming. Hard.
She comes back to herself slowly, Baran stroking the sweaty hair out of her face as she lays next to her. Trinity blinks slowly and looks to the side to meet her eyes. Baran is smiling so lovingly it makes Trinityās heart clench. God, she loves this woman.
Baran leans in and pulls her into a soft kiss before leaning their foreheads together. They breathe each other in as Trinity comes back down from the peak she just reached.
Itās only a few moments later when she finally breaks the silence, āDid I tell you, you could cum?ā
Trinityās breath hitches in her chest and she quietly replies, āNo, mommy.ā
The hand on her face slowly shifts to her throat. Baran leans back in a says against Trinityās lips,
āThen I guess weāll have to go again until my good girl learns how to listen.ā
i wanna write more Barsantos but need some ideas !! my ask page is open for anonymous (or not if ur freaky) requests for one-shots :) fluff, smut, angst itās all welcome <3 whatever youāve been wanting to see written with the 2 of them send it my way
āI donāt think Al-Hashimi is fit to run this placeā and literally all sheās been doing the whole season is clocking people and getting shit done. Donāt pmo
the pitt makes such interesting commentary on overt and covert discrimination and the abuse that arises from it, but when it comes to the sexism and misogyny that has been exhibited since the first season by the white men in this show all of sudden some of you are incapable of seeing it bc youāre so far up their fucking asses
after the drug diversion was revealed to dr. al hashimi she suddenly was able to see a fuller picture of the hierarchal abuse from the white male doctors to their subordinates (of the doctors, majority of which are women of color) that has been allowed to thrive under robbyās supervison
while robby was berating mohan about her panic attack he looked towards langdon bc heās seeking validation from his fellow white man; langdon does the same thing when dr. al hashimi disagrees with him over the treatment of care, langdon looks toward robby in hopes that heāll side with himāthey feel comfortable doing this even though their personal relationship with each other has been damaged bc they are both white men
i will stop talking about this when everyone stops babying grown men, and downplaying the severity of their actions especially when it comes to the abuse they committed against āannoyingā women
Al-Hashimiās switch up on Langdon is completely logical given that sheās now recontextualized the Langdon/Santos beef. Itās likely not even about the stealingāitās about the fact that she can now connect the dots that Langdon was a senior resident retaliating against an intern who reported him for a legitimate reason. Her understanding of how he handles power has completely shifted. Not to mention Langdon also spoke with deliberate vagueness when Al-Hashimi asked him DIRECTLY about the nature of the issue with Santos. Now that she knows the truth, his evasiveness in that prior exchange is probably more damning than the actual info. If anything, she might even take it as Langdon trying to manipulate HER (and lowk he was, just to protect himself).
So of course sheās now gonna make sure heās not steamrolling over Javadi (even if that wasnāt his intent). She probably has questions about his treatment of those who rank lower than him and is moving quickly to put up guardrails until she has a better picture of whatās going on. Iām interested to see what she does next or if she takes any action this season at all, but so far I appreciate how often weāve seen her immediately reorient herself to protect the most vulnerable person/people in a situation.
Al-Hashimi is like "I've only been here for one day and witnessed five separate mental health crises and only two of them were patients, that ratio is absolutely unacceptable."
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