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tao x ex-gf!reader | 18+ | est 1.5k

story summary; you're a renowned beastman rights lawyer in the gokuraku district and tao's longtime on-off again girlfriend. she visits you one evening at end of office hours to thank you for handling a case.

story warnings; female!reader, roughly proofread, p w/o p, explicit sexual details, fingering, mc and tao are yearning exes

notes; I cannot get enough of tao, it drives me crazy.

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the gavel swung down and struck the podium like thunder resounding outside your bedroom window at midnight. the type to startle you awake in violent body quakes and a rush of adrenaline. this wasn't such a terrifying thunder, rather it was a reaffirming sort which swelled your veins and brain in equal measures of pride and relief. just as you knew the sound of a key within a locking mechanism, that sound locked in yet another victory for you as a beastman rights lawyer in the gokuraku district.

undefeated in all trials; a symbol of abhorrence to the criminals, the slavers, the gangs, and the prejudiced—everyone knew once you stepped into a courtroom with your legal aid in tow, you came prepared to weaponize everything possible to win, to flay the opposition, to make them walk across hot coals until the winding ways of your cross-examination forced a slip of tongue and shattered their fortitude.

these weren't the kind of people you cared about hurting, nor what came of them once the trials had concluded. when those cases were sealed and tucked away prettily within the courtroom's archives, there was no option to overturn them, which was why it mattered so much to you to win. most often, the gangsters and pimps and slavers who gloriously fumbled their ways into your traps were never heard from again—disgraced, unwanted, traitorous scum who didn't deserve to live, so their employers would handle them accordingly.

"I heard from alma that you won."

tao swigged from the beer you'd given her after she wandered into your office that evening. at first, you'd been convinced you were hallucinating when you heard her voice from the doorway, which wouldn't have been the weirdest thing to happen to you, but thoroughly froze when a cold ripple shooting down your spine once you realized she was actually there.

"uh—did lenny let you in?" lenny. your cowardly lion beastman secretary and legal aid who'd witnessed each season of yours and tao's relationship. he'd seen every breakup and makeup, countless takeout dinners, clothes in disarray, hickies, and fucked out expressions that he'd learned there was no point in barring her from entering your office as she pleased.

"yeah. he hardly looks at me anymore." tao said, cradling an unmatched cigarette between two glistening, gloved fingers. there were signs all throughout your office that made it a no smoking zone, but tao only complied because of your aversion to the stale scent and gray smog. still, she rolled the brittle stick through her fingers self-soothingly. "everyone is riled up because of that trial you were involved in today."

that was when you had crowded one side of your desk with stacks of your paperwork and offered her a drink. it was difficult enough that tao came around as she wanted to (usually for a reason, though); it was harder when she actually wanted to have a conversation.

"if you're gonna stay a while, might as well unwind. it's been a long day—" you had slogged half of your bottle before speaking again—"yeah. alma was the one who came to me about the case to start with. when you have a kid like that showing you those big, miserable puppy eyes, do you think you could say 'no'?"

tao moved the smooth rim of her bottle along her lips in a way that you thought was methodical, meant to stir you up, but knowing her, she was simply contemplating what you'd just said.

"I guess not." then, she looked at you in a way that softened the needles around your heart and made you shift from the warmth rising around your cheeks and ears. "you didn't have to do it, y'know? take on the case. I know alma didn't suddenly come up with the sort of money to pay a lawyer—much less the best in the district."

"of course I didn't," you said.

"then, why did you?"

you let the office steep in anticipatory silence for a moment, aware of what this could possibly lead it and wondering whether it was something you should continue to entertain. tao wasn't the sort to engage in social nuance; the art of dropping crumbs, hinting at an outcome that she desired in fear of coming across as uncouth—rather, she'd never disguised that she still wanted you and she'd asked you plenty of times for sex.

you smiled at her.

"well, maybe he name-dropped someone by saying it'd make her really happy. I couldn't turn a blind eye after that." you hoped that smile came across as a little mysterious, flirtatious, even.

tao was a smart woman, a trained woman like a dog who'd salivate at the sound of a clicker. in this instance, she knew your coquettish ways; how you'd seat your buttocks on the edge of your desk, prim and pressed suit skirt rising up your thighs as the fabric stiffened from being pulled tight. she came to you, hand on the nape of your neck, lips readily devouring your own as she pushed her way between your legs.

the weight of her kiss was heady, made you exhale through your nostrils and groan out through your mouth—a sound that you were satisfied, that this was what you'd been missing over the past months following yet another breakup. these moments with her always weakened you, rusted those tall metal walls you'd built between both of you because you'd been convinced (many times now) that being apart, pursuing your goals separately was better than the distraction of togetherness.

you wondered about that now as the force of her kiss opened your mouth for her tongue. the wet, heavy muscle carried her saliva testing of sticky nicotine and rancid beer—something you'd usually find wholly off-putting with any other person, but with tao, it just felt so uniquely her. your coarse tongues meshed and tangled, breaths sharpened, and your lips turned slick from spittle and the heat of your groans.

"I don't have a lot of time," tao said, only slightly apart from the kiss as her fingers confidently groped inside your thigh. the material of your skirt was difficult to move with just a hand, but she managed to raise it over your ass until all heaped in your waist, giving her view of your cotton panties.

you preferred the sort that were thinner, lighter and airier so you had fewer issues with sweat and smell and discharge bleaching the fabric an off-shade of white. through the sprawl of your thighs, she already saw a small wet spot forming, adhering to the print of your cunt—a gorgeous valley of smooth, eroded mountains and an endless stream flowing between.

"we never seem to have time anymore, do we?" it was one of the myriad of reasons why you'd broken up yet again. she had her arrangements with alma, you had your law firm. but, you both always made time for this.

for her to slide your panties sideways and lay two fingers on you; first to slide them down to where you glistened and oozed, slathering her fingers in your arousal before rising up, forking your clit between those fingers where she began to massage you.

no matter how much you anticipated her touching you, the motion of her scissoring your clit—sliding from fingertips all the way down to the webbing between them—never failed to make you jolt, hissing through your teeth. finding rhythm with her strokes was all a deeply engrained memory for you at this point; the way your hips lifted, rolling forward and back while she worked.

"I was thinking about you all day, tao." you admitted, pushing your cunt harder against her fingers, reaching that point in your high where your clit throbbed with wanton need. she needed to start putting some wrist strength into you now, or put her mouth down on you. "alma said you'd be happy if I took the case for you. so I did. I thought about you in the courtroom—about when I'd get to see you again."

"you did good," she kissed you again, licked up into your mouth, suddenly situating her fingers to press directly on top of your swollen clit. she rubbed you harder, a little clumsier from how slick you were now. "you're a good girl."

"mm," you had to settle back on your arms, head making contact with your shoulder blades while your eyes searched for shapes in the pale ceiling, "is that why you came by? is this your way of rewarding me for winning today?"

"that doesn't sound like a problem." tao was underside your jaw now, her hot breath leaving a damp film across your skin. you felt everything she was doing to you: digging into your clit firm and hard to drag you closer to climax, sucking on your neck with her plump lips which were now red and raw, teeth pinching your teeth as she leeched pleasure and moans from your throat.

you shifted a little when the first few buttons of your blouse were unfastened and the starchy layers fell open for her to see the swell of your breasts tightly contained under your bra.

"show me." she left a dark, stinging wound on your neck that you couldn't see, but her hickies were historically a pain in the ass for you to hide. it didn't matter how many high-end color correctors and concealers you bought and tested, stowed away in your collection to never be used to again, none of them sufficed to make the marks vanish. if time permitted, she'd cover you in them. "play with your tits. show me how you actually feel."

sturdy as your desk was, it made noise when you laid flat on your back, hips still swiveling against her fingers which had abandoned your clit and gone lower. she delved into you with two fingers, sinking them to the knuckle without resistance, pulling a withering moan from your throat that grew in pitch and frequency when she reached deeper and curled up to that one spot.

"good girl." tao watched you fumble to get a grip on the band under your breasts and lift it for your breasts to fall free, flattening away from your sternum. your nipples hardened in the crisp night air of your office, appearing as small pebbles you rolled between your fingers and traced the pad of your thumbs across sometimes.

"mm, tao, I want you to make me cum. please, baby—i'm so close. so, so, so, sooo close." you were groping your breasts now, squeezing hard enough to leave impressions of your nails in your skin, angry half crescents that you couldn't feel. in the throes of your pleasure, the marks you were causing yourself came with no pain, only a desperate wish for release.

tao witnessed your ecstasy through the heat radiating off of your skin and seeping into her. your moans had dissolved into whimpers and whining, breathy words which had fallen off the edge of coherency, face wincing as you concentrated on her fingers stroking you from the inside and bringing you close to release.

she didn't stop you from taking a hand off of one breast to swipe at your clit, adjusting the pace and rhythm to match how she was finger-fucking you. the glide was an effortless, glistening thing that sounded as lewd as it looked.

her wrist was rigid as it snapped against your pubic bone, the thrusts into your body dampening your moans with moist slaps and thrumming wood. you were close enough now that she felt the tremble in your thighs love her body, reaching that narrow spot between pleasure and pain that made you reel away from your own touch against your clit, yet lean back into for more.

"make me cum. make me cum. make me cum. tao, please—" she waited until your tuneful noises snagged behind your tongue, sounding as nothing more than harsh, raspy exhalations, and your pussy walls clenched around her fingers to force three more hard thrusts up into you. she made sure to lean where she could see you unravel, melting beneath her while warm fluid and milky cum gushed out onto her hand.

"shit, shit, shit—oh, tao," you rode through your orgasm on her palm, keeping her wrist steady as you used her fingers to come down off of your high, unmindful to the fact that her skin and the floor was sodden with spend.

you took a winded breath, letting your body deflate on the desk as you released it. "goddamn."

"we should get back together." tao said, having untangled herself from your legs to hunt her pockets for an unlit cigarette. once she had one, she sat on the edge of the desk beside you, rolling the stick between her lips in want of it. "what do you think?"

you didn't mind it so much when she matched the ugly little thing and smothered you with all her gray smoke.

"I think that's a good idea."

#YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE YIPPEE #op this characterization is immaculate #the tension #i will ALWAYS eat up exes who r still bonkers bananas for each other ARGHHHGHHHHHH #the voices in my head r telling me to reblog like a madman. but i shall refrain

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