Sarah Paulson Characters One Shots - SMUT

Mildred Ratched ✦ Denial

You're staying in a cheap motel in Lucia. You want to be an author one day, and you've been working on your first novel which is about an asylum. You made some calls and only the Lucia State Hospital agreed to make observations for your novel.

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You're sitting on your bed and thinking about Mildred. She's staying in the room next to yours. You like her. You can say she sometimes looks at you that way but doesn't want to admit it. You know that she is a lesbian but still denies who she is, she doesn't want to admit it. You actually understand her because she works in an asylum where lesbians are "cured" as if they were sick or something.

You hear she comes to her room. The walls are thick enough, but you have good ears. Some days, you hear Mildred and that guy staying in one of the other rooms enter hers. His groans can be heard as he cums, but her moans are totally fake. You know exactly how a woman moans when she's close to her high, but her moaning is like her talking voice, a bit louder, dull. Everyone who has had at least one sex experience with a woman can say that her voice lacks passion. She just tries to keep in step with him, and when he stops, she stops. She tries to learn how to be a straight but this cannot be learnt. Whether you are straight or not, that's it, you're just born this way. You want her to learn this, accept herself. You jump out of the bed and exit the room.

You're in front of the door of Mildred's and knock it slowly. She takes herself out and closes the door behind. She wears a small black hat on her small bun and a brown coat. You come closer to her and recline her against the door. You take your hands on the door arch, each side of hers.

"I like you, and I know you like me." You say confidently. She couldn't see that coming, so her cheeks turned red.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She breaks the eye contact.

"I think you do, I know you do." Your face comes close to hers. "Don't say you don't like this." You peck her lips. She breathes out slightly, shutting her eyes. She pulls herself together quickly, but you don't have the intention to give her a chance to escape.

"Don't deny you like this." You lean to her for a longer but soft kiss while cupping her clothed boobs. She doesn't kiss you back, but you know she wants to do according to her heavier breath.

"Don't act as if you don't want to do this." You take her hands and make them cup your boobs over your shirt. Her eyes meet yours with lust in them.

"I know this will turn you on." You separate her coat's sides and cup her center over her clothes. She's on fire. You know she would be turned on but didn't expect this much. She closes her eyes, her legs tremble a little bit. Her hands are still cupping your boobs.

"Free yourself, please." Warm tears drop down on your cheeks gently while you kiss her with passion this time. Your hands caress her cheeks. When you're about to give up and pull out, you feel she kisses you back softly. Her hands find their way to your cheek and neck. You raise your leg up and press to her centre with your knee. She whimpers into the kiss so quietly that you barely hear. You break the kiss for oxygen. She kisses you again as her hand opens the door behind.

You step in and shut the door. This time you are the one who reclines against the door. Your tongues fight for dominance, and you let her win. When you suck her tongue, she lets out another quiet whimper of hers. You start to tear off her clothes still kissing, and she takes yours off too. When you bite her bottom lip, she moans.

Once you both are in your panties, you push her to the bed as your hands caress her bare chest. She approaches the bed, and you break the kiss.

"Sit on the bed and lean against the bedrail, you'll like this." You lick your lips. You're thinking about the things you're going to do to her.