forum Heels Clicking on Tile Floors and a Blood-Covered Coat Over a Designer Dress (o/o Closed)

Started February 01, 2022 by @emilyevewrites group

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O'Hara kissed her back sweetly until Finn asked her question. She smirked knowingly. "Of course," she murmured. "I have plenty of clothes in my closet you could wear, and I bet they're all look amazing on you."

Finn smiled, cupping O'Hara's face in her hands as she tilted her head to the side. "you do have an impeccable taste in fashion, my love." She chuckled

O'Hara flushed. "M-My love?" she stammered. "Oh?" A warm, loving smile spread on her lips, and she pressed a quick but deep kiss to her lips.

Finn flushed, realizing what she had just said, but couldn't fully process when O'Hara's lips sunk against hers. She leaned in, holding the woman's face a bit tighter while she thought it all over. My love??

"How was that, my darling?" O'Hara asked, gently rubbing Finn's hips temptingly since the girl was still in only her undergarments.

Finn bit her lip, trying to keep from making any sounds. She closed her eyes, feeling herself be pressed deeper into O'Hara's skin. "Oh god…."

O'Hara smirked and massaged deeper with her lithe fingers. At the same time, she subtly pulled Finn closer and grinded on her. "Is that good?" she murmured.

Finn let out a moan, leaning her head back as she pushed her own hips forward. "Oh… p-please…" She muttered

O'Hara smirked and grinded faster while her lips attached to the sweet skin of Finn's neck, but just as she began to kiss, her pager buzzed again. "Fuck!" she moaned. "Damn… shitty… job."

Finn's breath hitched and her heart started to beat faster, but the moment didn't last and she was once again brought down to earth. He huffed, taking a step backwards and looking at O'Hara's bag. "What if… what if it's an emergency?"

"They can wait," O'Hara moaned, throwing her head back in frustration. "Ugh!" She reached back into her bag and checked the device again. "It's probably because Dr. Cooper can't come in," she muttered. "I'll murder him, then I'll save him, and I'll murder him again!"

Finn sighed, looking over at the pager and rubbing her arms. "Are you sure?" He mumbled, tapping her foot nervously

O'Hara nodded. "I'm sure," she murmured, kissing Finn's forehead gently before releasing her and going back to the bed to grab her phone. "But I'm going to call Jackie just to make sure."

Finn followed, nodding gently before looking into O'Hara's closet and picking out a comfortable outfit that was a few sizes too big. The shirt started to slip off one of her shoulders while she joined the other on the bed, watching her intently

"Jacks," O'Hara said in greeting. "Akalitus is paging me like a madwoman. Do I…" She caught a glimpse of Finn wearing her clothes, and she trailed of for a moment, smirking, and then continued. "Do I have to come in?"

She listened for a moment and nodded. "Exactly. That's what I thought. I'll be in at noon." She hung up and put a hand on Finn's hip to pull her close. "Good news," she purred.

Finn listened, twirling the sheets through her fingers while her eyes lingered on O'Hara's expression. She held her breath, waiting for bad news, then sighed once all was well. "Really?" She chuckled, crawling to O'Hara's side and leaning on her

"Yes. It's just Coop being incompetent," O'Hara murmured. "I'm not going in until–" Her phone rang with another call. "Fucking dammit!" she exclaimed. "I only want to be left alone!" Her eyes met Finn's, and she winked. "All except you, of course." She looked at the number and rolled her eyes. "Damn Akalitus."

Finn jumped at O'Hara's outburst, rubbing her arm in an attempt to calm her down. "He seems really intent on reaching you." She mumbled, looking over at the other's phone

"She," O'Hara corrected. "And yes she does." Reluctantly, she answered the phone.

"I've been paging you for the past fifteen minutes, Dr. O'Hara. Where are you?"

"Gloria, I'm not meant to come in until noon today," she reminded the woman.

"And when I page you, you know there has to be something wrong?"

"And what exactly is wrong?" O'Hara asked tiredly.

"There's been a major car accident. We haven't gotten the patients in yet, but we need you. Cruz and Roman can't handle all of it, and frankly, I don't trust Roman."

O'Hara closed her eyes. "Dammit."

Finn continued to slide her fingers up and down O'Hara's arm, then blushed as she was corrected, remembering the name of the person now.

Finn could only pick out parts of the conversation, but knew it meant O'Hara had to leave. "What happened?" She asked quietly, looking up at the other tentatively

O'Hara held up a hand to keep Finn quiet, but she gently stroked the girl's hair to comfort her. "Okay, I'll be in soon." Finally, she hung up the phone and looked over at Finn. "Huge car accident," she whispered. "Not enough doctors to help with all the injured."

Finn's heart dropped and her face paled with fear as memories from her accident not long before flickered through her mind.
"Oh… my god…" She muttered, eyes tearing with anxiety

O'Hara gently cupped her face. "It's alright, my darling," she whispered. "Come here." She pulled Finn into her arms and hugged her gently. "It's alright, you're safe."

FInn sniffed, heart pounding as she wrapped herself around O'Hara. "I… this is so weird. I thought…" She started to cry, holding tighter onto the other. "I'm sorry"

O'Hara gently rubbed Finn's back. "Oh, darling, I'm the one who should be sorry. I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have brought it up." She was uncharacteristically gentle with the girl, holding her delicately and whispering sweet little nothings in her ear to calm her down.

Finn stayed silent, wanting everything but O'Hara to blame herself, but the worlds simply wouldn't surface. She leaned into O'Hara's touch, her words calming her frazzled thoughts and pounding heart. "Eleanor…" She mumbled, everything she needed right in front of her.

Just as she had the night before, O'Hara absolutely melted when Finn called her by her first name. "Only you are allowed to call me that," she whispered in Finn's ear. "No one else. Just you." She ran her fingers lightly down Finn's arm. "Only you."

The words, her voice, it sounded like silk. Finn nodded, knowing then just how special she was to O'Hara. She laid on the woman's shoulder, letting herself be touched as she whispered her name again. "Eleanor…"

The doctor couldn't help herself – she gasped lightly as Finn said her name again. It was like an old, dormant part of her was being reborn, and Finn was the cause of it. Her hands cradled Finn gently, still feeling guilty for bringing up her accident.

Finn rocked back and forth, Eleanor's soft skin was enough to bring her back to earth. '''m sorry.'' she said again, quite frazzled and a little embarrassed