Miranda Priestly x Wilhemina Venable x Reader- Dragon meets Purple

Chapter 4

Over the next couple of days Miranda couldn't help but notice that something had changed. Wilhemina and you had been quite flirty with each other. Miranda knew you to be flirty and somehow she didn't mind it as you would quite openly hit on her as well but she never knew Wilhemina to return your comments. Of course she had seen Wilhemina's gaze lingering on your chest or ass. And Miranda couldn't help but stare herself. You knew how to dress yourself, exposing parts of your body slightly but still looking fashionable and professional.

Her usual coffee date with Wilhemina was scheduled to be in her office today but she didn't want anyone overhearing the conversation she wanted to have with the redhead today.

She enters a few minutes before her usual time. ,,Ms Priestly, to what do I owe this pleasure?'' Wilhemina smirks before Miranda hands her a coffee cup. They talk business for a while, going over their schedules, some budgeting and other things that needed sorting.

The redhead could tell something was on the other woman's mind. ,,Miranda what is it?'' she asks eventually before Mirandas inner dragon makes an appearance for a swift moment.

,,Are you sleeping with her?'' she asks, her gaze averting Wilhemina's.

,,Sleeping with whom?'' Wilhemina asks, of course knowing deep down what she was implying.

,,My assistant'' Miranda replies, pursing her lips.

,,Emily? ugh no, never had a thing for the brits'' Wilhemina jokes, a smirk playing on her face. Miranda can't help but chuckle bitterly in response.

,,Y/N, are you sleeping with her?'' she finally asks, her voice sounding serious.

Wilhemina hesitates, she doesn't want to hurt Miranda but at the same time she has nothing to hide as Miranda made it quite clear in the past that this was an open thing between them. However, Miranda hadn't seen anyone since her situation-ship with Wilhemina.

,,Yes'' Wilhemina simply replies, unsure what else to say.

Miranda simply nods in response to the redheads words, appreciating Wilhemina's honesty and at the same time knowing she is the one who suggested them being open in the first place.

,,So what happens now?'' Wilhemina asks, uncertainty filling her features.

,,Nothing changes, unless you want it to'' Miranda gives Wilhemina the choice.

,,Dinner tonight?'' Wilhemina smirks contently before Miranda agrees and gets ready to exit her office.

It was a Thursday evening and neither Miranda or Wilhemina enjoyed being in the public much but they decided on getting dinner at Miranda's favourite restaurant tonight. They catch up on how things have been going, gossiping a little about Emily and Miranda talking about the hideous designer show she attended earlier in the day. Eventually the subject changes to you.

,,By the way Y/N is staying with me until she can find an apartment''. Wilhemina explains, leaving the detail out how she found you in your pjs one evening, knowing Miranda is your boss after all and not wanting to get you into trouble.

,,Fine by me, never known you to be a good samaratin like that though'' Miranda simply replies before carrying on with some other subject.

A couple of hours later, you wake up in the middle of the night, needing to use the bathroom. After, you quickly get some water from the kitchen before heading back to your room.

Blinking away the sleepiness and focusing on your feet to guide you back into the comfort of Wilhemina's guest room, you suddenly see a very familiar set of heels. Your eyes snap open as the puzzle pieces finally connect.

,,Miranda?!'' you gasp as you see her come out of Wilhemina's bedroom.

The echoing of a cane is to be heard seconds later as Wilhemina appears behind her in a purple bathrobe.

,,You are sleeping with my boss?'' you exclaim slightly shocked even though you knew deep down as they weren't all that subtle.

,,You are sleeping with HR?'' Miranda replies, a smirk playing on her lips.

The room fills with silence and for the first time since Wilhemina and Miranda had known you, you didn't have any words and simply gawped.

After a few seconds you look up seeing the smiles playing on Miranda and Wilheminas faces before you ask ,,What's funny about this?''

Miranda simply smirks before replying ,,That's all'' moving her hand to shoo you back to your room.

,,We will have a conversation about this tomorrow'' she states before looking at Wilhemina and returning back to bed.

The tension between Miranda and Wilhemina was palpable as they sit across from each other in Miranda's elegant living room the next day. The conversation had taken a sharp turn, becoming more heated and charged with unspoken emotions.

,,I don't understand why you are upset about this'' Wilhemina snaps, her voice tinged with frustration. ,,You're the one who suggested we keep things open'' she carries on.

Miranda's lips tighten, her gaze icy. ,,I didn't think you would act on it so quickly, with my assistant of all people''.

Wilhemina scoffs, leaning back in her chair ,,Don't act so high and mighty Miranda, you can't deny you find her attractive''.

Miranda's cheeks flush slightly, betraying her inner turmoil. ,,That's beside the point'' she coldly states, averting her gaze.

,,Is it?'' Wilhemina counters. ,,Or are you just upset because you're not the one getting to enjoy her company?''

Miranda's jaw clenches, her gaze meeting Wilhemina's again. ,,This is absurd, we can't share''.

In response the redheads lips curl into a smirk ,,Who said anything about sharing, I merely suggested we could both enjoy her''.

The suggestion hangs in the air, the tension slowly fading and the possibility lingering. Miranda's mind races, torn between indignation and a deep desire she couldn't deny.

Miranda has been in a few relationships, even marriages. Eventually her career would always interfere. On top of it her personality, she knew deep down she was old fashioned but she always tried hard. The possibility of dating anyone from her workplace, never really occurred to her. Since the hook ups with Wilhemina, the thought crossed her mind a few times if this could actually work, considering Wilhemina worked the same hours and they knew the importance to keep this private. Miranda hadn't been ready yet to fully commit to Wilhemina but she couldn't deny she enjoyed her company, the sass and the fact she would enjoy sitting or laying beside her in peace. But somehow since you had arrived there was this feeling she couldn't shake.

,,And what makes you think, she would agree to such a proposition?'' Miranda breaks the silence.

Wilhemina shrugs casually, her gaze not averting from Miranda for a single moment. ,,Y/N is young, adventurous. And let's face it, she's attracted to both of us''.

Miranda's pulse quickens at the thought, her initial stubbornness about the subject weakening with each passing moment. She had always prided herself on her independence, her unwillingness to share anything she considered hers. But there it was again, something about you that tired a longing within her, a desire she couldn't ignore.

,,Fine'' Miranda finally agrees, her voice barely above a whisper. ,,But she's mine tonight''.

Wilhemina's smirk widens into a satisfied grin. ,,Agreed, dear''.