Love's Rough - LSoH A03 Fic (teaser)
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(Orin x Audrey, Seymour x Audrey, Orin x OFC, Orin x Seymour (suggested), Orin x Arthur (suggested))
Main Tags: Angst, mentions drug use, BDSM, swearing, blood play, pet names, wedding night sex, cock size kink, dom/sub, FxM, MxM
Summary: Audrey is bored. She is due to marry Seymour in a few months. She should be happy, content in planning for a family. But news about Orin leaving the hospital arrives on her doorstep; in fact, he's been out months and has just joined the board of directors for the dental association, promoted, dating some CEO's daughter and looking just as deadly handsome as the day she met him. Just now, he's clean and even richer.
She's bored, and she wants that thrill back. She wants his roughness, his voice, his command and his bedroom skills.
She's bored; she wants Seymour's gentle mannerisms, his understanding, his patience and almost innocent clumsiness in the bedroom.
She's bored and she's sneaking out of work to find Orin.
She's bored, and she knows she deserves better; she wants more, and by now, after everything, she's going to goddamn take it.
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"Now since when were you drinking in places like this?" Orin snorts as he looks at the front of the slightly more uptown bar she had led them to.
"I come here every weekend to see the girls from my book club." She smiles, and Orin grimaces.
"Book club? Jeez, you are bored."
Seymour frowns. "I think it's a good thing; there's nothing wrong with having a hobby."
Orin laughs. "Seymour, when are you going to get the fact YOU are a hobby, huh?"
"It's hubby, short for husband, dick," he retaliates, and Audrey rolls her eyes.
Orin smirks as they follow Audrey inside. "Not yet, you idiot," he mutters.
She makes for the almost empty bar front, where an older woman and three younger men were cleaning around. It's very plain; the only real colour was that of the rich blue carpet that spans most of the room. The tables and chairs were all dark polished wood, and the walls were white-washed and smothered with photos. Orin spots a few drinkers sitting sparsely around the open-plan dining area, but otherwise it's very quiet for this time of day.
The older woman at the counter looks her over, surprise bleeding from her features as Audrey trots up to the bar with her two very different men in tow. "Hey, Drey, um, what you doing with these boys?"
"Hey, Sam, oh, this is my fiancé, Seymour, and my boyfriend, Orin..."
"Boyfriend?" Someone pipes up from behind Sam.
Sam blinks. "Babe, you got two men? And they both know each other?"
Audrey chuckles, turning to, and reaches out to Seymour to her left. "Yeah, Seymour, let's me keep Orin; it's kinda fun."
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