(Fem! Oc X Art Donaldson)
(Fem! Oc X Partick Zweig)
(Fem! Oc X Tashi Duncun)
Sabrina, is a Barbie girl, living in her perfect tennis world, life's fantastic...
She has Art and Patrick at her Mercy, they adore her... She loved her world!
That is unt...
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After her kiss with Art... It ignited a realization she had been desperately suppressing—her life had become an unfulfilling facade.
Abruptly, a harsh hand jolted her, turning her around. Before she could react, a stinging slap echoed across her cheek. 'What the fuck?' Sabrina exclaimed.
'That's for kissing my husband,' Tashi hissed, striking her again with venomous force. 'And that's because I fucking wanted to.'
As Tashi turned to walk away, Sabrina lunged forward, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her against the wall. 'Fucking bitch,' she spat.
Tashi smirked. 'You needed Art to touch you for you to get your mojo back?' Sabrina laughed mockingly. 'Did you learn something from it?'
'What?' Sabrina asked, bewildered.
'Why do you think his touch lit up the spark in your serve?' Tashi challenged. Confusion washed over Sabrina. Tashi continued, pinning her against the wall. 'Sex. He brought out that feeling of submission that you needed, the feeling of...' Tashi paused, her eyes burning into Sabrina's. 'Being fucked, Sabrina! You don't play because of what happened... it's the sex, the love, the power, of what we had that gave you the motivation,' Tashi revealed.
'We?' Sabrina questioned.
'Me, Art, and Patrick,' Tashi explained. 'You shared a different connection with each one. That's why it was so easy... I have to give Art credit, didn't think he had it in him. I guess you bring that out. Connection?' Tashi sneered.
'Great, now that we established that, I'm going,' Sabrina declared, trying to pull away.
But Tashi held her back. 'When you play against Gabriella Mack tomorrow afternoon... use that as your power.'
'Power?' Sabrina asked.
'Sex, Sabrina. Even if that means thinking about one of us to do so,' Tashi said. 'And you beat her ass.'
'Play the game,' Tashi repeated.
Sabrina's lips parted as she realized the truth in her words. 'Play the game,' she echoed softly. Tashi watching her walk away slightly shaking her head laughing
Sabrina stood in the doorway of her hotel room, a mischievous glint in her eyes. The kiss with Art, the conversation with Tashi, it was all starting to make sense. A sense of power, of control, that she hadn't felt in years. The playful submission, the thrill of the game, it wasn't something she could ever understand or given her.
As she walked into the hotel room she sae Patrick, sprawled on the sofa, Gracie nestled in his lap, a smile bloomed on Sabrina's face.
She walked behind him, her hand finding its way to his shoulder. 'Hey, how was training with the bitch?' Patrick mumbled, his eyes still half-closed. 'Surprisely good?' Sabrina asked, a playful lilt in her voice. Should she tell him about the kiss? The thought lingered, Patrick open his eyes fully and noticed.. that smile, before everything changed, it was the girl he fell in love with..
