julia hoffman x elizabeth collins one shots

Doctor-Patient Confidentiality (NSFW)

Elizabeth teaches Julia the concept of Doctor-Patient Confidentiality; or, how Julia ended up working at Collinwood
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Julia hesitated before knocking on the door to the old mansion. When her old professor told her a wealthy family were looking for a live-in psychiatrist, she'd expected something strange, why else would they need a shrink, but Collinwood went beyond her wildest fantasies. It was like something out of a horror movie.

The lady of the house opened the door, and Julia was taken aback. She hadn't expected the woman to be so tall, so blonde, so beautiful. She was almost too captivated to speak.

'Good morning, Ms Collins, I'm Dr Hoffman - Julia,' she cringed at the squeak of her voice.

The matriarch smirked at her, almost knowingly, as she welcomed her into the mansion. 'Please, it's Elizabeth.'

Elizabeth led her to an office in the west wing. Julia attempted to take in her surroundings, but she was captivated by the swinging of the matriarch's hips as they ascended the stairs. She barely noticed the dated furniture, bewitched by the woman ahead of her.

Elizabeth encouraged her to take a seat, a plush armchair opposite what Julia assumed was Elizabeth's desk. The blonde remained standing, leaning against the desk in front of the doctor.

Julia pleaded with herself to Just make it through the interview. She knew it would be almost impossible to focus on Elizabeth's questions with her long legs displayed at her eyeline, it was difficult enough meeting the woman's gaze.

Julia managed to fumble her way through the interview, Elizabeth's eyes boring into her as she paced the office, asking question after question. She was slowly getting closer to Julia, and the doctor was sure she would notice the heat radiating from her. Julia didn't know if it was nerves or desire, but Elizabeth was fascinating to her.

She stopped in front of Julia and leant in to ask a final question.

'Doctor Hoffman, are you aware of the concept of doctor-patient confidentiality?'

'I believe I am. You can trust me with your family's secrets.'

'You misunderstand me, Julia,' Elizabeth purred, taking a step toward the doctor.

She placed a hand on the smaller woman's shoulder, their faces inching impossibly closer. Julia's breath hitched as Elizabeth brushed their lips together for a second, pulling apart to see the doctor's reaction.

Julia's lips were back on hers instantly, clawing at Elizabeth's shoulders to pull her onto her lap. Elizabeth submitted instantly, straddling the doctor as their lips crashed together.

Breathless, Julia pulled away. 'I want you,' she murmured. Elizabeth trailed her hands down Julia's sides, her fingers digging in as she grasped her hips.

Julia fumbled with the zipper of Elizabeth's dress, hands shaking as she exposed the smooth skin of her back. She pushed the fabric off her shoulders and cupped her soft breasts through the lace bra. Elizabeth gasped. She rolled her hips against Julia's thighs, aching for more friction. Her breath rattled as the stimulation became almost too much.

Julia stood, lifting Elizabeth and hooking her legs around her waist. She seated her on the desk and stood back to admire the blonde as she whined for Julia to come closer, her dress bunched around her middle.

Julia could have stood there all day, watching the frustration build on Elizabeth's face. Instead, she knelt between her parted thighs, drifting her hands up her smooth skin. Her fingers danced along the hem of her lace panties, tugging slightly as Elizabeth held her breath. Julia slipped a finger under the material, teasing Elizabeth's clit.

She finally pulled the material down Elizabeth's thighs, smirking at her impatient whine.

Julia teased her slit with a manicured finger before plunging into her, savouring her warmth.  Elizabeth moaned and spread her thighs wider. She tangled her own hands in Julia's hair, urging her mouth to join her fingers. Julia obliged, pressing a feather light kiss to her clit before swirling her tongue across the nub.

Julia's other hand reached behind Elizabeth to cup her ass and lift her from the desk. Elizabeth purred as Julia thrust her finger deeper, adding a second when she heard Elizabeth gasp.

Julia rubbed her thighs together, desperate for friction. Hearing Elizabeth's moans made her ache with want. Elizabeth's hand tightened in her hair, clinging to Julia as the pleasure mounted in her core.

'Please,' she begged.

Julia worked her faster, moaning against her cunt to bring her closer to the edge. The hand on her ass massaged roughly and lifted her bucking hips further from the desk.

The new angle brought Elizabeth to her peak and she cried out as pleasure washed over her, clenching around Julia's fingers. Julia almost came from the mewls Elizabeth let out as she rode out her orgasm. She slid her fingers out agonisingly slowly and lapped at the wetness dripping from Elizabeth's core.

Elizabeth pushed her away. It was too much, too soon. She basked in the aftermath of her orgasm, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

Julia made to stand, but Elizabeth stopped her. 'Your turn.'

'It's okay,' she protested. But Elizabeth insisted. She hopped down from the bed and pushed Julia back into the armchair, straddling her once again.

'I'm so glad you came for this interview.' She whispered, flicking her tongue against the shell of Julia's ear.

Julia could only nod in response, too turned on by the blonde writhing in her lap. She savoured each touch from Elizabeth as she explored her still clothed body.

Elizabeth worshipped Julia, taking her time to rid her of her blouse. She didn't bother removing her bra, instead pulling the cups down roughly to expose Julia's hardened nipples. Julia cried out shamelessly as Elizabeth wrapped her mouth around the left, bringing her hand to cup the right at the same time.

Julia was writhing under Elizabeth, her own hands pulling the blonde ever closer.

Elizabeth's other hand fumbled at Julia's skirt. When Julia shifted to make it easier for her, Elizabeth pulled her up, ridding her of her skirt and switching their positions so that Julia could straddle her.

Julia bore down onto Elizabeth's thigh, letting out a gasp as she rode her. Elizabeth gripped her hips, setting a pace that had Julia whimpering.

The rough lace of her panties brushed her clit with every grind of her hips, bringing her torturously close to the edge. Elizabeth stilled her, and she whined in frustration until she hooked the side of her panties and pressed two fingers inside. She sighed as she began to ride Elizabeth's fingers, sighs that turned to moans as Elizabeth returned her mouth to her breasts, lavishing the soft skin with teasing kisses.

She kissed a trail up to Julia's neck where she latched on, sucking at the spot that made Julia groan.

Already aroused from fucking Elizabeth, Julia was brought to the edge in minutes. She fumbled for Elizabeth's other hand and brought it to her clit, the brush of pressure against her nerves had her seeing stars, she trembled, baring down harder onto Elizabeth's hand.

Julia cried out, holding tight to Elizabeth as she erupted. She let out a whimper as Elizabeth pulled out her soaked fingers, raising them to her lips and tasting her.

Julia collapsed into Elizabeth's arms, breathless. She stayed there, flush against the blonde as she listened to their heartbeats fall in sync.

Julia began to absently press feather light kisses to Elizabeth's jaw, wishing she could stay there forever as Elizabeth caressed her slim waist.

'I'd like to offer you the position as our psychiatrist, Dr Hoffman,' she told her. Julia chuckled and captured Elizabeth's lips with her own.