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were_lemurDoctor Who, Lucy knows Tish is performing for her life. Teen and up, not mine.
TRIGGER WARNING: Rape/non-con.
Lucy was no stranger to lesbianism; she'd had her share of tipsy fumbles when she'd been at Cambridge. But always before, she'd had a sense of conspiracy. The shared awareness of their male audience would have been part of the electric thrill that ran between her and her partner.
There's none of that when she undresses Tish. Though they're both aware of Harry watching them, there's only fear in the other woman's response, and her kisses are desperate, not for Lucy, but to save her family from the punishment that awaits if she doesn't sufficiently entertain her lord and Master.
TRIGGER WARNING: Rape/non-con.
Lucy was no stranger to lesbianism; she'd had her share of tipsy fumbles when she'd been at Cambridge. But always before, she'd had a sense of conspiracy. The shared awareness of their male audience would have been part of the electric thrill that ran between her and her partner.
There's none of that when she undresses Tish. Though they're both aware of Harry watching them, there's only fear in the other woman's response, and her kisses are desperate, not for Lucy, but to save her family from the punishment that awaits if she doesn't sufficiently entertain her lord and Master.
