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THE PITT S02E07 | S02E15
Dr. Melissa King + Dr. Trinity Santos in
THE PITT S2
something about the way victoria doesn’t even need to chase after cassie because cassie is always looking at her
Mcvadi doodle of the day
and if i choke up now
poses and color practice with mckay and dana i guess, i just wanted to draw them
Title: Soft Mornings, Slow Kisses
Fandom: The Pitt
Pairing: Trinity Santos x Female Reader
Summary:
After spending the night together for the first time, you wake up wrapped in Trinity Santos’ arms, discovering a softer side of her you’ve never seen before. In the quiet stillness of the morning, a gentle kiss turns into something more—unhurried, warm, and full of unspoken feelings neither of you are quite ready to name yet.
The apartment is quiet in a way that feels new.
Not empty—never empty—but softer. Like the world outside decided to give you both a break for once.
You’re lying on your side, half-tangled in unfamiliar sheets that already somehow smell like her—clean laundry, a hint of her shampoo, something warm and steady underneath it all. Your head is tucked just under her chin, one of Trinity Santos’ arms draped loosely over your waist.
she got the ick
SUPRIYA GANESH as SAMIRA MOHAN 2.10: 4:00 P.M.
outa the way boys it's woman o'clock in the pitt
SUPRIYA GANESH as SAMIRA MOHAN THE PITT 1.15 "9:00 PM”
making her hover over my strap as i slowly rub her clit, ignoring her pleas that she's ready, that she can take it. aww, i know, baby, but it's so big. i'm not sure you're ready yet. i'd hate to hurt you... what, you're that desperate? then prove how bad you need it. show me how wet you are. no, not with your fingers, baby. i want to see you drip. aww, you can do it. just once. one drip onto me and you can have what you want. that sounds fair, doesn't it?
you were pretty sure she wouldn't be home for at least another hour. double checked the schedule. enough time to make you anticipate, enough time to make you ache. so you slip off your clothes, throw yourself on bed, your shared bed…and rush to swirl your finger onto the wet, throbbing nub.
but what was it that she…always did? how did she make you shudder, make you squirm and whimper within just a few touches? what was the thing she did to make you realize for the first time you can actually, cum more than one, twice, however many times she wanted you to? that it was not some myth in smut you saw?
just…it feels different. you whine and change the angle again, but how different, and why? even your moans are different, more groans than those desperate whimpers that seem so naturally slipped out when she's the one playing you. your eyes squeezing shut, brows frowning, hopelessly, trying to find that sensation so easily ignited by her.
but you can't, you're just so lost in frustration, and frustration pulls more and more groans from your lips.
then the whimpers of her name roll out.
…
two fingers press at your entrance.
and your eyes shoot open, startled, hands automatically attempt to lift out of a defense instinct, but a palm presses them down, back in place, keep your wet fingers on your pussy. while the fingers probing at you, they drive right in and curl, pumping without hesitation.
your eyes snap shut again and with the blood rushing in your ears, all you can hear is that familiar chuckle.
"you know, i've been watching for a while now baby. pathetic little thing, can't even fuck yourself properly without me?"
"if you miss me this much, why didn't you tell me so i could come home earlier, hm?"
"or is this exactly how you hope for me to find you, insatiable little slut?"