Flailing

Part 18: It Is Done!

A/N: Hiii! This is the last part, there is smut. Also, it is almost 3k words so don't say that I never give you anything ;) 

It was done. There were two perfectly drafted emails, both addressed to the same man and all she had to do was send them. This sounded easy but in reality this was the hard part. Siobhan wanted to do this, she really did but something in her hesitated. What if this doesn't work out... What if Vivian gets sick of having her around... What if she isn't everything Vivian wants her to be? What if Vivian isn't what she wants in the long run. These doubts were ways of delaying the inevitable. She knew the character of the woman she was falling in love with and she knew that even if this went to shit Vivian would do anything to help her. So why is this hard?

Then she realizes it, the voice in her head telling her that this might be the wrong move is not her own, it is Roger. This enrages Siobhan, it makes her angry enough to press send on both her resignation and the strongly worded breakup message. It was done. She was free. Siobhan had forgotten this feeling, Roger's grasp on her had been so infectious that at times she doubted that she would survive it, she doubted that there would ever be a time like this. A time without Roger Knight. Everything was falling into place and for the first time she knew what she wanted. She wasn't just flailing.

The front door opened and Vivian walked in with two big bags of groceries. Siobhan was startled, she knew that Vivian would be back but it felt as if time had played some kind of trick on her and all of a sudden life was giving her what she wanted. She sat on the couch and watched Vivian struggle to take her shoes off without putting the bags down. She was astonishing. Siobhan followed Vivian into the kitchen, as Vivian put the bags down Siobhan walked up behind her and put her arms around her waist much like Viv had done this morning.

"I did it" She whispered and Vivian was a little confused as to what Siobhan was referring to. "I left him and I quit my job. He is out of my life. Forever" Vivian put her hand on Siobhan's and smiled. She slowly turned around.

"So I guess you are a free woman" Siobhan nodded. "It suits you" Vivian brushed some hair away from Siobhan's face.

"I have realized something..."

"Mhm?" Vivian looked interested.

"Most of my life I have wanted very little. I needed very little. I felt like maybe I had no real core, no depth. I followed the stream and I did what I was supposed to" There is a small pause. "I used to wonder... I used to wonder if I was alive. If I really existed or maybe this was just a dream or something. I had no control, no agency. Then I met you"

"Siobhan, you did this for yourself, I helped but you did the work"

"Well, You gave me this. You gave me a place to go and you made me a part of something. You became my context" Siobhan smiled and put her hands on Vivian's shoulders. "I want things now, I finally know what I want"

"And what would that be, Miss Serpent?" Vivian smirked, she knew where this was going.

"You" Siobhan leaned in slowly and Vivian met her halfway. Siobhan pulled her in and it took Vivian's breath away. It was different, in the light of day leaned against the kitchen counter a free Siobhan kissed her and nothing could compare to this.

Vivian's hands found Siobhan's hips and she pulled her in, she needed her close. Siobhan put her leg between Vivian's and she pushed it up a little, grinding on Vivian's leg at the same time. She opened her mouth a little more, still attached to Vivian's, to let out a soft moan and Vivian knew in that very moment that she was done for. She was all in and she was down bad for Siobhan. They stayed like that and Siobhan kept moving, making both women moan as they moved against each other. Siobhan moved her hand down, first softly touching Vivian's breast through her shirt, she wasn't wearing a bra and Siobhan thanked god for this. She ran her thumb over her nipple over and over again, it was hard and she knew Vivian liked it by the way her breathing picked up.