garsanshimi first threesome! established garsantos :)
trinity and yolanda and baran have been orbiting around each other for a while. trinity’s an attending now, she and yolanda are in a stable, committed relationship, and baran no longer feels the sharp sting of power dynamics between them.
it’s actually yolanda who suggests a threesome — sees the way baran (now openly) looks at trinity in stolen moments — while her fingers are inside her girlfriend one night. and she’s shocked when it makes trinity cum almost instantly. yolanda always knew trinity found baran hot and intimidating, but this is just exciting. yolanda is excited. by all of it.
so, they make a plan, discuss it, negotiate it. baran can strap trinity, but only yolanda can land a slap to trin’s inner thigh the way she likes. baran can talk down a little to yolanda, push her and tease her, but only if it’s trinity who’s inside her girlfriend. yolanda can eat baran out while trinity rides her face…
they take baran out to dinner. wine and dine her! ask her carefully. they know how private and professional she is, not wanting at all to jeopardize a working relationship. baran is surprised, shocked even, going flushed and sputtering for a moment, which surprises them. they always imagined her more cool and collected in this situation (and they’ve imagined a lot). oh, that is not what i… i would — yes, i want that.
yeah? trinity asks, low as she slides a brave hand over baran’s on the table while yolanda’s remains squeezed on trinity’s thigh under it. we’ve wanted this for a while. baran’s whole face goes hot, wondering how long is a while.
me, too. she offers, voice breaking, squeezing trinity’s hand, her eyes drifting to yolanda, who quirks the corner of her mouth into a smirk.
so, they discuss it — on a different day, content to let the excitement of the initial yes carry them through the rest of the evening. baran establishes some hard limits, trinity and yolanda share their boundaries. they’re not exchanging a comprehensive list of all their preferences, but they seem initially compatible.
and when they set a date, trinity’s hand slides up and down baran’s arm, and yolanda’s settles low on her back. they’re excited. and they’re so turned on that as soon as they get home they’re pouncing on each other, speculating on what controlled, firm, professional baran al-hashimi will do to them as they fall into bed together.
so they’re so, so, so surprised when the day comes and baran just melts to putty between them. yolanda is kissing her neck from behind, and baran whines, grinding into trinity, whose thigh is between her legs in front of her. baran al-hashimi, who is measured and careful, is suddenly panting into trinity’s neck as she ruts on her thigh. baran al-hashimi, who they thought would be more of a dom, is suddenly mewling into yolanda’s mouth as trinity takes her back to have a turn with her hand down baran’s pants.
and instead of baran strapping trinity, suddenly trinity is the one dragging it in and out of baran as she moans and arches. as yolanda touches herself and is the one saying, fuck, i bet you love when trin fucks you. louder, baran, you can do it.
and when yolanda kisses trinity above baran’s writhing body and she cums, loud and sudden, they know it’s going to be a fun night. not unfolding as expected, but then baran starts whining again — please, trin, yolanda, god, please — and they share an adoring smile. they can work with this.
When Adam bit the apple he did it because he trusted Eve. Because he loved her. Adam bit into the apple because the woman he loved told him to, no matter what God said. No matter the rules of heaven. What's heaven to a woman's love anyway? What's God to your wife? The first sins of humanity were trusting others. Eve trusted a snake, Adam trusted Eve, and I trust you. Maybe that's a sin, just like the first couple. Maybe everyone's right about us and we're sinners and we offend God. But like i said, what's God to a woman's love anyway?
What has heaven got that I can't find sitting next to you on a cool autumn morning?
Hi, I wrote a GoldenLavender (Goldenrod, to ME) drabble a hot minute ago and I figured I'd post it for Yuri Day <3
Takes place at the bar during Hollow Sorrows!
"Lila, I can literally see you sneaking!" Jaune laughs, trying to snatch away another straw that Lila keeps trying to dip into her glass. Aaron smiles from next to her with a playful shake of his head as he sips his own cocktail.
Lila likes this game; they used to try and take turns seeing how many straws they could sneak into each other's drink before they care enough to notice. Frankly, she's doing a pretty piss poor job of it.
The two of them laugh over whatever sports game is playing on the bar televisions. They're in their own little world of intoxicated stupidity. The bar is hot despite the crisp air that slips in when patrons leave and enter. Jaune swings an arm around Lila's shoulders and pulls her close to press an affectionate kiss to her cheek.
"Jauneee, not with Aaron here," Lila whines with little to no bite in it from her dying giggles.
"You know he doesn't give a fuck, babes," she reassures, pulling her closer to pepper more kisses on her cheeks. "You're literally the hottest lady in this bar, just want people to know it!"
Lila laughs again and leans her head against Jaune's shoulder. The second she feels Jaune press her cheek to her head, a straw is searching for a glass to find home in.
Aaron is chuckling again and moves Lila's straw from his cocktail and into Jaune's. He doesn't join, but the laughter and warmth is pretty contagious.
What were Anakin's thoughts/feelings toward the Chosen One Prophecy? I always thought (and still think) he harbored resentment toward it and the expectations/pressure that were put on him because of it, but I once heard Hayden Christensen say that Anakin genuinely believed he was the Chosen One.
I just reblogged a question I answered about this :) But the gist is: he was conflicted. I think part of him wanted to be believe he would/could accomplish great things (it was his childhood dream after all) but was also wary of being some sort of savior-type kind of guy. It’s just a guess, but I think fully accepting his role as the chosen one would mean also accepting all the responsibility and commitment that came it. And Anakin, having a complicated relationship with the concept of freedom, probably wasn’t ready to let go of everything he loved and wanted for the greater good, as dictated by people who didn’t seem to like him all that much.
