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over my skin (where you left your own mark), part 1 | audrey tindall & dara ann lynch

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warning: a bit nsfw-ish? just in case.

summary: series of drabbles about how Audrey got to know, one day at a time, little by little, one of the two women she wished to meet in every one of her lives. Part 1: when Audrey learnt about Dara's tattoos; why they were such important part of her and also how she felt their bond start to deepen.

n/a: I wanted to dwell in their friendship and part of relationship through little drabbles, taking in count I see Dara and Audrey eventually becoming good friends. They are too cute for my own safety and also for Billie’s, that’s all I’m saying.

"When did you say you got those?" Audrey couldn't help but put her hand in the back of her neck, feeling a bit of shame, while she tried to follow with her eyes the way Dara's breathings made her body move softly.

"Mhm when I was...eighteen or so," Dara looked down where she was pulling the side of her old t-shirt up, showing the whole area of her left ribs. The ink there, four names engraved with heavy gothic letters, was something to be afraid of. "First I got my parents, then I got my abuelita when she passed away and a couple years ago, my thirty or thirty-one birthday, I got my abuelo too. He even came with me to the studio! It was awesome, he stayed with us here and all for a few days."

Audrey couldn't help but hide her wince at the remark of Dara's age, but she was really interested in the story behind the woman's tattooed skin.

Billie did have a little something in her ankle, done in a drunk night at college, but her...girlfriend - and Audrey refused to address Dara otherwise, because she was Billie's girlfriend - was full of surprises. She had seen from time to time glimpses of her tattooed tanned skin, but many times they saw each other bare there wasn't much light to dwell on contemplate them. Audrey knew for a fact Billie knew each of them by hand, taking in count how skilled she was in tracing them with quick fingers, but she never got to ask or see them all.

It didn't help that she always felt...shy around the younger woman, so it was a blast the only fact that they were doing this at all. Dara didn't look at her weirdly, her brown eyes lightening up by the only mention of the request, and she had asked right away if it was okay to know about Audrey's tattoos too. That was the part that made her feel ashamed, taking in count the first tattoos Dara showed her had such strong meaning, because her tattoos were kinda... meaningless as to speak.

"You really love your family, don't you darling?" Audrey said seeing how, by the inked names, there were some kind of...triangles? scales? tattooed there. Those were enough to go around her left rib towards her back, and there was a change between black and red here and there.

"My family is the most important thing for me, that's why I have them all close," Dara smiled, tracing with her own fingers those little colored triangles, tickling herself in the process and chuckling. She signaled then the first row, five black scales. "My siblings and I," Dara then moved to another four, another two, and a solitary one. "My cousins," and then signaled to the red scales that conformed the middle gapes in between them. "And my nephews and nieces...I still hope to have a couple more of those, so they have their spots reserved." And then she laughed openly, letting her shirt down to take her lemonade glass from the table.

Kids. Audrey had met them a couple times, taking in count Dahlia also had insisted to bring her over to their childhood home. And it made her feel self conscious all the time, she thought to herself while moving her tea a bit before taking a sip. But now it wasn't time to dwell on that, because she was pretty content by spending some time with Billie's girl.

"And which more do you have?" Audrey asked as soon as she left the teacup over the table and crossed her arms over there too, resting her cheek in her own forearm.

The afternoon was pretty calm, an early spring one, so they were in Billie and Dara's apartment chilling with the kitchen's window open. They never...interacted much if Billie wasn't around, but they had been trying to connect a bit more as of lately because they felt closer after two, almost three, years of being in this relationship they three shared.

And Audrey felt lucky that Dara didn't rejected her when she suggested to have some gathering only the two of them, taking in count Billie would work till late that day.

"You never saw 'em fully, right," Dara said, lifting her short a bit, to show Audrey the start of the bunch of daffodils she had tattooed in her left thigh. "Each one of them, for every time I lost something close to who I am." and it was a mere whisper coming out from her lips while she traced those flowers that seemed to fade a bit when you looked at them in separate groups. "I got one every now and then, so it's an ongoing project. When I met Billie, I had three...now there are seven."

Those flowers were beautiful on their own, without color, and Audrey couldn't help but trace them with her fingertips lightly and making Dara giggle because she tickled her. The meaning of those resonated with her, almost scaring her because of the weight of Dara’s words. How many things did she lose while being with Billie? Audrey was scared to ask that, so she only focused on describing with her eyes the arc that the flowers made from her hip to almost the inside of her thigh. It also helped her to not focus in the state of Dara’s right thigh, which, almost in the same area in which her tattoo mirrored, had the scars from her car accident three years ago. It wasn’t only the cut from where she had surgery, but also where her skin was scratched from when she rolled in the pavement.

Billie had told her about that and Audrey never saw the medium that...wasted and scared and sad. She had promised her to never tell Dara, so she was never going to ask directly either.

“As much as I love them, I won’t like for you to get more,” Audrey joked and Dara laughed, crossing her legs and leaning back in the chair, taking a drag of her cigarette. Another little detail that Audrey found fun about the couple it was that they both looked flawless smoking, even when they smoke different kinds of cigarettes. “If that means you lose more things about yourself, then Hell to the no.”

“You’re too sweet with me, darling,” it was then when Audrey heard Dara’s true voice, not the a bit-all-mighty one she was used to hear, watching how she stretched her arm and another tattoo peeked from her sleeve, right in her left biceps, to get more lemonade.

“And what about that?” Audrey signaled, her index pocking where the start of the back of a woman started.

Dara looked down to her arm and then she smiled fondly at that particular tattoo. It was a representation of one card of her deck, the only one she never got in a reading in almost fifteen years that she was doing this. Her grandmother always said she already was the change, that she was everything and nothing at the same time, that Dara proved to be what the rest needed unknowingly. She always felt there, with what her Mamá Alicia said, that it was a really selfish point of view...but one that made sense in a really scary way.

"My...lucky charm, my lucky card," she took advantage to lace her fingers with Audrey's, not seeing how the blonde woman blushed ever so softly with the gesture, and brought their hands towards the skin. The tattoo pictured an almost naked woman clad with a purple cloth and an eagle, a bull, a lion and some kind of human around her. She almost looked like a virgin of some sorts, taking in count various details. "I never got it in my readings to other people or in the few times I got myself a reading"

"You really have to excuse me with this, but I literally have no idea about...reading cards or things like that," Audrey put that face people always had when they learnt what Dara did for a living most of the time. She didn't believe in those kind of things, but she respected it as far as Dara knew, like she did with Billie's line of work as well.

"It's okay," Dara laughed again, clear, but didn't let go of Audrey's hand and placing their still held hands against her tummy, making the older woman to come near her. "This is the card called 'the World'. My abuelita had a card for every one of her children and well, I got that one for myself."

Audrey hummed in response, pensive, and then her eyes fixed for a few seconds in Dara's stomach. She was sure, ninety nine percent if not hundred percent, there was one more under that shirt. Not only because she caught a glimpse of it when Dara showed her the ones in her ribs, but because Billie's hands were always wandering around that area of her girlfriend's body if they weren't touching her thighs.

Dara followed Audrey's gaze until it was obvious where she was looking, making her smile softly because she knew the next and last one really important in her body.

The eye of Horus in the back of her neck was already explained, the one that always gave her protection, and all the tiny meaningless ones - the moon in her left shoulder; the three lines that circled her right forearm near her elbow; the crosses in the inside of her wrists; the little star behind her left ear; and the one she shared with her siblings, four clear dots with a full fifth in the middle, under her left collarbone) were ready to go too along the biggest ones in her body. But that one in particular, the one that defined her breasts from the end of her sternum, was one that always found weird to explain.

Dara had got it before meeting Billie, around the time she still was with her previous partner. She had always loved the idea to get a tattoo there, taking in count how sensitive and erogenous part of her body was, but she also had her doubts about what to get. Until one day she looked up some geometric designs and thought about what made her feel attracted to those hard lines and dots...and then found about what the meaning of lotus was after seeing how many of those forms reminded her of the flower.

The area was basically the very own core of her being, what she truly was and not what the rest made her be or how she was seen by others. Dara knew from where she came from, what was she capable of and, most importantly, why she was still there in this existence in spite of everything that transcended in her life.

Audrey, who didn't know why Dara was so distracted suddenly, didn't move at all in case her companion said something. But what surprised her the most was that Dara's unique reaction was to press their laced hands further to her tummy and slip them under her shirt, going up until Audrey felt how the woman opened their hands so Audrey's was left pressing her stomach.

"I think one day you'll learn about this one," Dara's skin was warm and when Audrey ran her thumb lightly over there, she bit her lower lip and closed her eyes. "Not even Billie knows what it means...so maybe you two find out together." And then she chuckled shyly, letting Audrey touch to her heart content the noticeable ink lines while she lifted her shirt enough for the actress to see the design and some of Dara's stretch marks along the way. "Or I keep it in secret for the rest of my life, who knows."

That last movement was enough to fry Audrey's last bits of sanity and curiosity about Dara's tattoos.

Not only because they were really close, not because Dara's warmth was drawing her in nor because Dara was clearly not wearing bra at all - Audrey found that if she was at home, the younger woman refused to wear it. Now there was something else that was working her up like no tomorrow and she was pretty sure all the touching was the culprit of it.

And, of course, not even Billie coming home in that moment made Audrey to back out of the situation.

Her eyes were firm in holding Dara's gaze, curious and clear yet it was obvious something darker and more intense was building up in her. Audrey pressed softly over the ink, over Dara's stomach, and that made her moan low and soft only for her to hear.

"Oh, what were you two doing without me?" Billie joked somewhere behind Audrey. "Did I arrived on time?"

"I mean," Dara still held Audrey's gaze while taking a last drag of her cigarette and finally standing up, making the actress' hand to fall from its place in her skin. "I think one of you is totally up for it," she started to say while moving towards the master bedroom slowly, taking in count she wasn't using her cane, until she made a halt and took her shirt off. Showing her bare back to the two blonde women in the room, Dara barely looked at them over her shoulder. "And I'm out of my shirt already...so what do you think honey?"

Audrey, even in her hypnotized haze, knew that Dara had Billie hypnotized as well. She didn't need to see the future or read cards or feelings to notice how Billie was probably already worked up just by the way Dara did that. And Audrey hummed softly when her best friend placed her hand over her nape, caressing the short hair there with her thumb, leaning to place a kiss in her pulse point and another one near her ear to whisper there ever so softly.

"Why don't you two warm yourselves up while I get a shower, pumpkin?"

Billie didn't need to say more, because Audrey only needed that little permission to follow the woman that in that moment was making her lose fucking goddamned mind.

Of course the tattoo lesson was one of the most interesting things they did together, Audrey managed to think upon seeing Dara's almost fully naked figure - except her panties, everything was off - the second she put her foot in the room. But as she managed to get some of the sweetest moans from her lover thanks to that, her lips and tongue kissing and tracing invisible paths in her tanned and inked skin, Audrey thought that it got her closer to the unapproachable figure that Dara had meant for her.

It was a good change, she thought when Dara pinned her down to the bed and kissed her hot skin ever so slow, the shower running already in the background.

Maybe a change that would made them finally close that distance both had since the day they three started all of this, having the blonde in the shower as their only common thing between them.

But for the moment Audrey was pretty much content that Dara was letting her have her way around her body, even when her lips still were forbidden to touch, indulging finally in the knowledge of why Billie loved to kiss her girlfriend's stomach so much.

It truly made her whimper in the cutest way Audrey ever heard in her life...cutest and hottest, to say the least.

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