Torchwood: Fanfic: Bad girls

[m_findlow]

Title: Bad girls
Fandom: Torchwood
Characters: Alice Guppy, Emily Holroyd
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 986 words
Content notes: NSWF, contains femslash
Author notes: Written for badly_knitted's prompt "Torchwood, Alice and Emily, Girls in charge" at fic_promptly
Summary: Alice knows how good it is to be in charge.

Emily leaned over and traced circles around her lover's stomach, eliciting small giggles and twitches. 'You're so ticklish,' she said, leaning down to kiss the same piece of skin with her lips.

'I'm ticklish other places, too,' Alice replied, lying back in bed and enjoying the feeling of Emily's lips tracing all over her skin.

Life really didn't get any better, did it? Emily might have been her boss, but there were very few times when she'd ever invoked the right to tell her companion what to do. They were a team, and as long as they stuck together, no one would ever dare challenge them. Not that she was concerned about their authority being challenged. Who would dare stand up against them? Charles? He was a teddy bear, and about as gutless as they came when push came to shove. Alice might have technically been less senior than him, but she was the one leading the charge and banding about orders when they were out in the city's streets. Charles rightly knew his place and that was just how she like it.

Jack on the other hand... Well, he was something of a handful. Stubborn as a mule for sure, but even he couldn't stand up to Emily. Not for long, anyway. They could kill him over and over again if need be, and punish him endlessly if it came down to that. But more deliciously, it was they way that her dear Emily had him over a barrel. It was his own fault, really. He should never have confessed the truth about his situation. Two turns of the century before his beloved Doctor returned for him, assuming he even would. When he did, she hoped their future selves would capture him just as their gracious Queen Victoria had intended in her charter for their organisation.

More amusing was that he was so easily taken in. Torchwood held his purse strings, and for as long as he needed money, he'd keep crawling back to them, doing their dirty work. It was so delightfully simple, it almost made her mouth water. Her lover was a genius at manipulation, but with Jack she made it look like shooting fish in a barrel.

She reveled in having the two men so powerless to their will. It didn't hurt that either of her colleagues were easy on the eyes as well. They would never match Emily for beauty, but if the opportunity ever presented itself, she wouldn't mind finding out just how good they might be together as a three... or even a four.

As Emily tortured her nipples with her fingers, Alice let out a sigh. 'Tell me what you're going to say to Jack tomorrow when he comes in,' she said, having caught the folder on Emily's desk, skimming the briefing and smiling with sadistic pleasure. This was one of her favourite games, letting Emily tease her whilst she outlined her own plans for their wayward employee.

'There's a respite hospital, down by the docks. It's an old ship they've converted for the poor and the homeless, but they're housing more than just cripples there.'

'Ooh, tell me more,' she begged, as Emily kissed her from navel to neck and back down again.

'They're breeding,' she said, licking up her stomach and nuzzling her head between Alice's ample breasts. 'We're going to put an end to all that. Or at least Jack is.'

'He won't like that,' she replied, drifting her hands up and down Emily's back, pulling her closer for a kiss. 'He's such an advocate for all those filthy creatures. As if they have a right to live in our city, let alone procreate.' She nipped Emily's neck in her frustration, before letting her resume her own nibbling. The only procreation she wanted was the kind in bed right now.

'Jack needs reminding who's in charge around here,' Emily crooned. She kissed one breast, sucking on the hard pink nipple, then moving across to attend to the other, letting her fingers trace lower, eliciting more moans. 'If I say jump, Jack will learn to ask me which roof he should do it from.'

'He won't do it,' she replied, arching up to be closer to her lover's curious tongue. Oh, the things that tongue it could do...

Emily pinched the skin on her neck with her teeth, leaving a red mark and forcing a hiss out of her lover. 'He will. Or else we might have some playtime together. I might let you bring out that little whip of yours again.' Emily let her fingers drift lower and lower down Alice's torso, finally curling in her her fine hair, tugging and teasing.

'I do love to give a good spanking,' Alice purred. 'He might even enjoy it,' she said, knowing how much she'd at least enjoy it. She loved it when Emily stood back and watched her doing it, cracking the leather over Jack's skin. She could feel herself being slowly undressed by those gorgeous eyes, almost wishing she could do it in real life, disrobing until she was clothed in naught but her whip. Perhaps they could torture Jack by tying him to the chair and watching them make love right there in front of him. 'But it won't change his mind,' she added as an afterthought.

'Who's in charge around here?' Emily demanded. She pressed her fingers deep inside and Alice cried out in pleasure.

'We are! 'she uttered, shaking with arousal at being violated so pleasurably.

'Yes,' she said, moving her long fingers about inside her lover. 'We are, my darling. And there's nothing he can do about it except take it like a man.'

Alice moaned loudly beneath her. Yes. Emily had taught her long ago how to take it like a man, and many other ways as well. Jack should learn to enjoy it just as much as she did.

Comments

[bk_forever]

Oh, those girls! Sadistic and cruel, yet passionate.