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cross that line — sodani x fem!reader

cw: hard dom!daniela, soft dom!sophia, sub!fem reader, switch!sophia as well, voyeurism, alcohol, rough sex, jealousy, degradation, orgasm denial

synopsis: a suffocating jealousy shatters the quiet, as daniela and sophia unleash a cruel game of possession where desire becomes the ultimate weapon

the apartment air was a tangible thing, heavy not with heat but with the dense, suffocating weight of dani’s silence. It clung to you, sticky and electric, as if you’d walked into a thunderstorm that refused to break.

she didn't look at you right away. she closed the door with a pointed finality, the lock clicking like a period at the end of a hostile sentence. her brown curls framed fox-like eyes, which, in this moment, were all blade. you had felt their gaze on you all night: at the bar, in the car. you remembered the clench of her jaw when you laughed too long with sophia and the tightening grip of her hand on your thigh when the girl’s hand brushed your arm in passing.

within seconds, sophia’s voice cut through the silence from the kitchen. “do you have some wine, dani?” she called out, a breezy tone that didn't pretend to ignore the tension vibrating through the walls.

“fridge” she replied flatly, her eyes still locked on yours.

you didn't move. you couldn't. not until sophia padded into the living room, a bottle in one hand and a glass in the other. she poured herself a drink with the casual ease of an uninvited guest who had no intention of leaving, then sank into the couch as if she owned the place. her big eyes swept over you lazily, and a smile that was equal parts sweet and mocking curled on her plump, glossed lips.

“you’re so quiet now,” sophia murmured, tilting her head. “not so giggly like you were earlier.” she took a slow sip, letting her gaze drag over you before landing on dani. “i like her better like this.”

the latina didn’t smile. she took a deliberate step toward you, then another, until her presence filled your space entirely. her voice dropped to a low growl meant for your ears alone. “you think i didn’t notice?”

you throat went dry. “notice what—”

“don’t play dumb,” she snapped, her fingers curling around your chin to force your gaze to hers. “you were practically in her lap.”

sophia made a small sound: half laugh, half hum, as she swirled her wine. “your girlfriend a little shameless, isn’t she?”

dani’s hand slid from your chin to the back of your neck, gripping just enough to guide. no, to force you forward. “on your knees. now.” you breath hitched, but you obeyed. the carpet was soft under your knees, but it did nothing to cushion the heat of their stare.

“face her” dani ordered.

the shift of your body was slow, deliberate. when your eyes met sophia’s, her smile deepened. she leaned back, draping one arm along the back of the couch, wine glass balanced in her other hand.

“mm” sophia purred. “i like this view.”

daniela crouched behind you. without warning, her fingers hooked under the hem of your dress, dragging the thin black fabric slowly to the side. as her fingers brushed against your bare skin, the fabric moved aside completely, leaving your legs and hips exposed and vulnerable. “she’s soaked…” the latina murmured, her voice low and harsh, as her fingers spread and explored you. your shivered, arching against her touch, nails digging into the carpet as she worked you open with practiced precision, the wet sound of it an echo in the silence.

sophia’s laughter was quiet, smooth, and cruel. “look at her, a mess, and you haven’t even started yet.” she purred, swirling her wine, her eyes half-lidded with amusement. “i could watch this all night.”

you tilted your head back, breath coming in short, shuddering bursts. heat pooled deeper, your hips grinding into her hand, unable to stop the involuntary arching. dani’s grip on your hips tightened, holding you just still enough to feel every tremor of your reaction.

“mommy—”

she froze, her grin sharp enough to wound. sophia’s eyes widened, and a soft, amused laugh escaped her lips. “ooh…she calls you mommy? that’s so stupid…but honestly, it fits her,” she whispered. she leaned forward, her voice soft and taunting. “look how obedient she is…such a good—”

daniela cut her off sharply, her voice low and dangerous. “no.” she pressed her fingers deeper, making you gasp, her lips brushing your ear as she growled, “she’s not. she’s a slut.”

without warning, dani slid two fingers inside you, her movements deliberate and fast, testing your limits. you body jerked violently, hips snapping against her hand, a strangled gasp ripping from your throat. shivers rolled through your spine, nails digging into the carpet as every nerve lit on fire. your back arched, and your breath came in short, ragged bursts, your body trembling and utterly undone.

the filipina leaned back on the couch, drink in hand, a wicked smirk on her lips. she reached out, brushing gently against your cheek, her thumb stroking slowly as her eyes glittered with cruel amusement. “fuck, baby…you’re so loud,” she murmured.

the curly haired girl’s grip on your hips tightened, dragging you forward, pressing her fingers in deeper without mercy. you gasped, arching as every nerve in your body burst into flame “didn’t you want her attention?” she growled, her teeth grazing your shoulder. “then why are you lowering your head now? show her all of yourself.”

your body trembled, slick and shivering, hips jerking helplessly. “p-please…don’t…” your voice broken, words spilling out. “i’ll take it…just don’t stop, I’ll…I’ll be good…”

sophia leaned forward, her wine glass forgotten, fingers sliding to your jaw. “good?” she whispered, her voice soft but venomous. “oh… you think begging makes you good? you don’t even realize how pathetic you sound.”

you hovered at the brink, again and again, but never fell. every involuntary shiver only reinforced their victory. your shallow breaths, the quivering muscles, the slick heat coating your thighs. each one was a trophy.

just like that, the heat in your core was snatched away. dani’s fist tangled in your hair, forcing your head back until your face was fully bared to sophia. your cheeks burned, your lashes heavy over glassy, overstimulated eyes. they drank in the sight of you, as if your frustration was their favorite game, savoring your helplessness, your disoriented state, the way your body sagged under the weight of the pleasure they refused to give you.

the seated girl’s gaze dragged down your body like a slow, invasive touch, her lips curling in quiet satisfaction at how wrecked you looked. the air felt heavier, thicker. you tried to close your legs, but dani’s hand pressed down on your thigh, keeping you spread and exposed.

then, without breaking her grip on your hair, the latina slid her fingers away from between your thighs. the absence made your stomach drop, your body screaming for more. you heard her low hum as she raised her wet fingers to sophia. she didn’t hesitate. she leaned in, her tongue curling around one finger, her eyes never leaving yours as she sucked it clean, slow, deliberate and obscene.

your skin burned hotter. this wasn’t about touching you; it was about making you watch. the sound of sophia’s mouth releasing dani’s finger seemed to echo in the suffocating quiet, leaving you trembling, raw, and powerless.

she held the other finger in the air for a moment, before bringing it to her own mouth. she took it in slowly, her tongue curling and dragging over every inch in an obscene, deliberate swirl. when she finally pulled it free, it was still glistening. “sweet…but not sweet enough to deserve coming,” dani murmured.

they stepped away like predators finished with a warm-up. dani wiped her thumb against your inner thigh once, then jerked her chin toward the doorway. no words, just a curt motion. the black haired girl rose from the couch like she was stretching after a nap, her hips swinging, her eyes hungry. the three of you moved into the dining nook, the light there harsher.

daniela dropped back a pace, watching you with that familiar glare. sophia slid into a chair, lifting her dress enough to show off her thighs, legs parting slightly. her look was not really kind. your knees hit the cool tile, grounding you in the moment. you could feel their presence above you.

soph lifted her wine glass, let a drop cling to her lip, then watched you swallow it with lazy, clinical interest. “good” she breathed. “now taste it again.” you leaned forward, the motion mechanical. her lips parted, and you pressed yours to the rim, slurping the wine off her mouth like a dog. the taste was bitter, metallic, and obscene.

dani’s hand found the back of your neck, rough, guiding. she pressed, so that when sophia withdrew her lips, you were facing the dark hollow of her mouth. she chuckled, and then extended one finger toward you. it still glistened. you took it. dani’s hold was unrelenting. the other girl’s finger was slick in your mouth, and you sucked, tentative at first, then harder because the pressure wouldn’t let you do anything but obey. sophia’s plump lips twitched into a smile. she pulled the finger free and licked it clean in a tiny, perfect motion.

avanzini watched like an owner surveying her trophy. she leaned in close, murmuring something against your ear that wasn’t kind. sophia eyes glittered. she patted the space between her knees, an absolute invitation.

when you knelt between sophia’s legs, the world shrank to the heat of her thighs, the sheen on her skin, and daniela’s punishing weight behind you. soph spread slightly, a command. you pressed your mouth to her inner thigh. her hand came down to cradle the back of your head, a condescending touch.

avanzini shifted her weight, pressing just enough that your head rocked forward and back with every involuntary twitch of your hips. you were trapped in that motion, tasting sophia again and again. she tilted her head, watching you struggle, her lips curling into a wicked smirk. she spread her legs a little wider, pressing the heat of her thighs against your face without giving comfort.

you mouth watered, tried to pull back, but daniela tilted your head downward again, her sharp thumb digging into the base of your skull. “keep your mouth on her. don’t think about pulling back.”

every nerve was on fire. your body strained for release, but their eyes made it clear: there would be none. you were left tasting, kneeling, obeying, utterly undone, and they reveled in the sound of your helpless whines.

dani shifted, sliding a finger along your inner thigh to test how far you could endure. the friction made you gasp. soph chuckled. “look at her” she murmured. “so desperate and she still doesn’t get what she wants.”

your hands curled into fists against the tile. the curly haired girl leaned close, teeth grazing. “beg all you want” she growled. “it won’t change a thing.”

“hands,” dani growled. you obeyed, trembling, as your fingers reached toward sophia’s wet spot, covered by lacy panties.

laforteza’s lips curled into a soft, indulgent smile. she let out a low, airy hum, almost a contented sigh as you traced your fingertips around her throbbing and still covered pussy. “good… yes, just like that,” she murmured, voice soft and slightly slurred. the fabric was smooth, slick with residue. you touched her warmth. sophia hummed again, a long, drawn-out sound of pleasure. she leaned back, letting the tipsy haze and the feeling of being worshiped wash over her. “you… you’re… such a good girl…i like…how careful you are.”

“push her panties to the side and bury your fingers in her.” dani commanded.

another small, drunk-sweet sigh slipped out. “mmm…that’s…perfect” sophia whispered, “you… you’re doing so well… even though i know how much you must be hating all of this.”

her legs twitched involuntarily as you thrust your fingers inside. harder, faster. her moans grew louder, shaky, and breathless. “oh… oh yes… that’s…” her body shuddered, spine arching in slow, tipsy waves as her climax washed over her.

sophia’s hand lingered against your cheek, stroking once, before sliding away. she didn’t even look at you.

the latina’s hand tightened in your hair, yanking your head back so abruptly your fingers dragged away from laforteza’s skin with an obscene wet sound. tou gasped, neck craned, throat exposed. “stupid,” she growled, low and sharp against your ear. “she comes, and you sit there drooling like a dog waiting for scraps.”

sophia let out a languid laugh, still tipsy. “mmm… don’t be too cruel,” she murmured, licking her lips. “she was useful.”

dani scoffed, forcing your face forward, but not toward the girl in the white dress. she dragged you sideways, your cheek pressing against sophia’s bare thigh, pinning you there like an ornament. her free hand slapped lightly at your ass. “she doesn’t get rewarded for doing her job.”

you whimpered. laforteza tilted her head to watch. “ohh…you’re so strict,” she teased dani softly. “I like it. makes her even cuter.”

daniela bared her teeth, leaning down until her breath scalded your ear. “cute doesn’t matter. she needs to learn.” her hand slipped lower, trailing along your slick inner thigh, but instead of granting relief, she stopped just short. “this is mine to decide. not hers. not even yours.”

sophia giggled, swirling the last of her wine. “mmm…territorial,” she purred. “fine. teach her. i’ll just enjoy the view.” she sprawled deeper in the chair, her dress askew, thighs still glistening where your hand had been.

daniela seized your wrists, dragging them behind your back with merciless force. “hands behind, just like that.” she bound you in place with her strength. “you think you’ve given enough?” she snarled into the curve of your neck. “you’ve given nothing.” then, she pressed her mouth against the shell of your ear, biting hard enough to sting. “get used to it,” she hissed. “because you’re not getting what you want. not tonight. you know what? let’s head to my bedroom. i have something prepared for both of you.”

your girlfriend didn’t give you the chance to beg. she yanked open the nightstand drawer, metal clinking as she pulled out a pair of cuffs. in one brutal motion, she dragged your wrists behind your back and snapped the cold steel around them. “on your knees,” she ordered, shoving you down onto the floor at the foot of the bed.

“stay,” she growled, and when you dared to glance up, her eyes burned like fire. “you don’t get to touch. not anymore. you’re here to watch.”

she walks toward sophia, fisting a hand in her hair and crashing their mouths together. it’s not tender, not soft. it’s all teeth and tongue, a devouring kiss that makes laforteza gasp against her lips. the bodies press flush, breasts grinding together through thin fabric, the heat between them palpable.

sophia moans into her mouth, clutching at dani’s shoulders like she’s starving, like she’d let herself be consumed whole. the latina takes everything, tongue pushing deep, dragging a low sound from the girl’s throat that makes your stomach twist with something feral as dani’s hands found the thin straps of her dress. with a sharp tug, she dragged one down her shoulder, then the other, the fabric slipping lower until the bodice collapsed around her waist.

now there’s nothing left to hide.

sophia is bare, luminous under the low bedroom light. the rise and fall of her chest betraying how fast her heart beats. her toned body on display, her abs and thighs tense, her nipples hard and begging to be touched. the latina’s gaze devours her, sharp and hungry. she doesn’t waste time. her fingers hook into the waistband of sophia’s panties and tear them down her thighs, slow enough to make her tremble.

daniela cups her jaw, tilts her face up, and kisses her again, slower this time, but still possessive, as if sealing her in place. one hand drags down sophi’s chest, pausing to squeeze a breast, thumb brushing softly over her nipple.

“perfect,” daniela murmurs against her lips, a smirk curving. then her eyes flick down to you, still bound on the floor, forced to watch every second. “look closely. this is mine now.” then, she broke away just enough to hiss in sophia’s ear, “on the bed.” dani’s gaze flicked to the nightstand: she yanked open a drawer, the clink of metal echoing in the room as she pulled out her strap. the material gleamed faintly under the dim light, cold and taut in her hands. she slid it around her waist, adjusting the fit with a meticulous, almost ritualistic precision, the soft click of the fastenings echoing through the room.

with deliberate, almost predatory slowness, dani climbed onto the bed behind sophia, knees sinking into the mattress, pressing close. one hand gripped her hip, the other securing her arms behind her, holding her perfectly in place.

“spread your legs for me, darling” you could feel your own pulse in your throat as dani whispered in sophia’s ear. and the girl obeyed, shivering under her touch, the faintest whimper escaping her lips.

the strap pressed, rubbed, teased her clit just enough to hint at what was coming, letting the tension build. sophia’s body jerked on her cock, eyes half-lidded, caught between pleasure and restraint, while you swallowed hard. your girlfriend gaze flicked to you, sharp and triumphant. “you better keep your eyes on us, babe” she growled.

that would be a long night.

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