Immediately, Sorscha ordered an Uber, prompting her to pull Siobhan into her arms. They didn't have to wait long and as soon as the vehicle arrived, the blonde dutifully climbed into the backseat when prompted. Now she'd experienced Sorscha's hands all over her body she was completely under the Irish woman's spell. She felt disappointed when Sorscha didn't so much as touch her thigh or hold her hand in the taxi while simultaneously feeling slightly relieved. They weren't alone yet, and as desperate as Siobhan was feeling she wasn't sure how she'd actually react if Sorscha touched her while they were still in the presence of the driver.
The moment they arrived outside Sorscha's home, she hurriedly thanked the driver before pulling Siobhan out of the car and towards the front door. Having a woman who was usually so cold and stand offish essentially at her mercy was making Sorscha's head spin slightly. Once they were inside, Sorscha wasted no time, immediately slamming Siobhan against the wall. She made sure not to be too aggressive, no matter how rude the blonde had been in the past she didn't deserve to be hurt or intimidated. Finally, Sorscha kissed Siobhan as she ran her hands all over the blonde's waist and stomach. In that moment, she was sure that Siobhan would let her do anything and it was making her feel powerful.
Without warning, Sorscha broke their kiss and moved backwards, before proceeding to stare at Siobhan. She stared into her eyes, before allowing her gaze to drop downwards, lingering on every curve of the blondes body. Being admired was something Siobhan greatly enjoyed, and as she watched the way Sorscha's eyes were devouring her, she felt butterflies in her stomach. Since she'd been young, she'd been taught that capturing men's attention was the most vital thing in life. When men admired her, she felt like she was doing things correctly and it gave her a little boost, despite the slight sickness she felt deep down. There was something infinitely more powerful about the way Sorscha was admiring her, she wasn't simply looking at her, she was trying to understand her. It felt freeing, almost a little bit sacred and that was something a man's gaze had never even come close to. Sorscha kicked her trainers off, prompting Siobhan to follow suit with her black high heels.
As Sorscha grabbed her by the wrist and led her upstairs, Siobhan wondered what she was doing. She'd long since learned never to trust anyone, yet here she was giving Sorscha the ammunition to ruin her life. Perhaps she wanted to destroy the life she hated so much, maybe she even wanted to destroy herself - she'd never truly liked herself anyway. The moment the bedroom door was closed, Siobhan kissed Sorscha passionately before pulling the slightly taller Irish woman down on top of her on the bed. Siobhan was wearing a simple, tight black dress and immediately, Sorscha began to push it up past her thighs. Everything was happening so fast and as Sorscha gripped Siobhan's hips, the blonde involuntarily blurted out "please don't hurt me Sorscha."
The younger woman sat back slightly, alarmed by what she'd just heard. She was sat between Siobhan's legs and as she looked down at the blonde, she saw a raw vulnerability she'd never seen before. Something about it made her want to show Siobhan how beautiful the softness of her body was, she didn't need to be so hard and cold constantly. Sorscha began to trace her nails over Siobhan's inner thighs as she whispered "do you know how evil I'd have to be, to see you like this in front of me and want to hurt you?" She watched Siobhan's facial expression change as she processed what Sorscha was saying. The younger woman continued "I'm not going to hurt you. If you tell me to stop at any point, I'll stop, okay?" The blonde nodded in response before hesitantly lying down completely and allowing her legs to fall open as much as possible.
Sorscha proceeded to pull her own hoodie off, before she refocused her attention on Siobhan's body. As she leaned down to reconnect their lips, her touch became more frantic, while Siobhan began to tentatively reach out, running her hands over Sorscha's breasts before gripping the younger woman's arms, seeking security. All Sorscha wanted to do in that moment was see and hear the blonde let everything go, so she pushed her hand downwards and began to touch her where she was most sensitive. She listened to Siobhan's breathing intently, feeling satisfied when the blonde finally began to cry out in response to what Sorscha was doing. Looking down at Siobhan with her clothes in disarray made Sorscha's stomach drop as she wondered how and why she'd never truly seen the blonde.
As Sorscha continued to touch Siobhan, she leaned down and kissed her neck, before whispering into her ear. "It can be our little secret blondie. Be good and let go for me." She could feel Siobhan's grip on her arms tightening as she arched her back, so she continued to whisper little compliments, calling her beautiful and telling her how well she was doing. Sorscha's movements were slightly rough, but she was doing everything she could to make sure that Siobhan was comfortable. The younger woman had assumed that tipping Siobhan over the edge would feel like a victory but in reality, it felt more like a revelation. There was a vulnerability and a sweetness within the blonde that Sorscha would simply never be able to ignore now that she'd witnessed it firsthand.
The two women lay side by side in silence for a while as Sorscha held Siobhan, wrapping the duvet around them both when she realised that the blonde was shaking. Just for a moment, nothing else really mattered, not the things Siobhan had said in the past, not the implications of what had just happened, none of it. Eventually, Sorscha began to stroke Siobhan's hair as she looked into the blondes eyes and asked "don't you want more from life Siobhan? There's no way that man deserves you, he's awful. Why do you do this to yourself?" The atmosphere changed completely as Siobhan frowned, momentarily looking strangely devastated.
Suddenly, she pushed Sorscha's arms away and scrambled away from her, getting off the bed in a hurry. She pushed her dress down, looking embarrassed as she covered her body as rapidly as possible. Once she'd located her bag on the floor, she immediately grabbed it and found her phone so she could order an Uber. As she did so, she hissed at Sorscha "this was a mistake. If you dare tell anyone about this, you can say goodbye to your job." Siobhan ran her hands over her hair nervously before continuing "they wouldn't believe you anyway. I'm not...this isn't...oh my God..." Sorscha smirked slightly and nodded, simply replying "yeah, okay blondie." The furious look she received in response immediately made Sorscha laugh, so she sat up and looked into Siobhan's eyes. "So, I'm guessing you won't be back for round two then?" She stood up and closed the gap between them, now she was mere inches away from the blonde as she added "that's a shame. I really, really wanted to find out how good you taste." Siobhan's eyes widened as she involuntarily whimpered "ohh.." before she ran from the room. Sorscha let her go, but she did shout after her "I'll see you soon Siobhan. I won't even make you beg."
As she heard the front door slam shut, she whispered to herself "well, not too much anyway."
