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's lips twitched into a smile. "You suppose. Well, in the meantime, what would you like to talk about? We can stay here as long as you like, talk about whatever you want…"

Finn laughed as she casually stroked O'Hara's arm, leading them to her favorite spot - just beside a fountain surrounded by flowers. "I guess… what's your family like? Do you have any siblings?"

O'Hara sighed quietly at the relaxing atmosphere of the park, and she enjoyed Finn's touches even more. "I have a sister," she answered. "She still lives in London. And I moved here. God knows why. But now I'm starting to regret that decision a bit less."

Finn felt a smile across her lips, knowing full well she was blushing. A sharp breeze wandered through her sweater and she shivered, leaning a bit closer. "So…you're from London?"

O'Hara welcomed the movement and obliged by pulling Finn a bit closer as well. "Indeed I am an Anglo. Though the accent gives it away just a touch, don't you think?" she remarked a bit teasingly.

Finn nodded, feeling a bit out of place against the doctor. Even more so then she had previously felt.
She chuckled, nodding a bit. "Yeah, well, I could have guessed that." She spoke softly, almost a whisper, but enough for O'Hara to hear.
"I'm just from Brooklyn." She blurted. "not as interesting as you."

O'Hara arched her eyebrows. "Well, just because you don't find yourself interesting doesn't mean other people don't. I happen to find female music store workers from Brooklyn to be incredibly interesting."

This only made finn blush even harder, the warmth O'Hara gave her was welcome against the chilling air. She chuckled, leaning her head against O'Hara's shoulder. ''Glad you think so… because I think hot doctors from London who save my life are even more interesting.''

It was O'Hara's turn to blush. If Finn saw, she could just pass it off as the cold air blowing against her face… but the girl wasn't stupid. "So you think I'm hot?" she purred casually, leading Finn over to a bench and guiding her to sit so close their knees brushed.

Finn laughed lightly, ,the breeze carrying most of the sound away so it was only a whisper to O'Hara's ears.
"Well, I mean… we did just uh… make out in the back of a car for god knows how long." She joked, shivering at the feel of their touch more than the feel of the cold

O'Hara pursed her lips. "We did, yes. But that doesn't necessarily mean that you thought of me as hot. But you said it now, so…" She smirked, trailing off her sentence and inching closer to Finn and letting her gaze sink from their eye contact to her lips, which were still full and slightly-colored from their make out session.

Finn swallowed, biting her lips which were still tingling with the feel of O'Hara's. She simply couldn't resist, bringing herself closer as she made them meet again

O'Hara didn't complain, but she smiled a bit at Finn's eagerness for her. She tilted her head and poked her tongue through Finn's lips, already working to deepen the kiss. She didn't care if anyone saw them – it was chilly and getting darker anyway. And if someone did see them and decided to make a scene, O'Hara would just tell them off. She let her hand slowly venture onto Finn's thigh, just above her knee.

Finn brought a hand to O'Hara's hair, the other going to her lower back, starting to knead with her fingers, as she let the woman make the kiss go even deeper. The world seemed to stop and time seemed to slow whenever they were like this

O'Hara moaned very quietly. Why was her hair such a weakness? And Finn's fingers were working wonders on her lower back. She cupped her cheek with her right hand while her left hand, the one already on Finn's thigh, began to slid up closer to Finn's hip.

Finn's breath stopped, her head leaning slightly back as she pulled on O'Hara a bit more. She simply couldn't get enough, and the warmth O'Hara was providing was all she needed

This time, the doctor's moan was audible. She pulled away from the kiss and rested her forehead on Finn's. "God…" she breathed softly. "You sure know how to work a woman, huh?" she teased, catching her breath for a moment.

Finn chuckled, huffing labored breaths as she closed her eyes. "Believe it or not… this is… one of the first time's i've ever done this." She whispered

O'Hara arched her eyebrows, studying Finn's face intently. "Done what – kissed someone or kissed another woman?" she asked, her exhales temptingly hot on Finn's lips.

Finn laughed, wanting nothing but O’Hara’s lips on hers. “I’ve never… really liked men…” she murmured, her lips barely fluttering against the other’s

O'Hara giggled quietly. "They can be alright, but I prefer women," she whispered. "But you didn't answer my question. What is this one of your first times doing?"

Finn sighed, sitting back as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
“Loving someone…” she sighed, staring at the ground with slight embarrassment

O'Hara softened. She caught the notes of embarrassment on Finn's face, and she wouldn't stand for it. "Hey," she murmured softly, using her fingers to tilt Finn's chin up so she could look her in the eye. "That is nothing to be ashamed of. It costs a lot to truly love someone. And, for what it's worth… this is one of my first times too, technically."

Finn leaned into O’Hara’s hand, graciously accepting the gesture as she stared into the woman’s mocha colored eyes.
“Really?” She asked, a bit taken aback

O'Hara smiled sadly. "This wouldn't be my first relationship," she explained slowly, "but I don't think I've ever… fallen in love before. It's not for the lack of trying. And my family… they make it difficult to love sometimes. I…" She trailed off, looking away at the fountain.