Quiet Hours — Maude x Fem!Reader
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a/n: yes, this is for you @celasteria. for anybody wondering, this is a pam character from the show fucking adelaide, definitely give it a watch!
Summary: You’re too lonely so you sneak your way into Maude’s room.
Warnings: fingering (r!receiving), age gap, that’s about it I believe.
Word Count: 1.1k
Taglist: @shslbunnylover
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You peeked your head out the door from the room you were supposedly 'sleeping' in, and scanned the hallway for any movement. And thank god there was nobody there. Your bare footsteps made a few cracks in the old wooden flooring creak as you hastily made your way to the room you truly wanted to sleep in.
Part of you was gutted by the fact that you and Maude had to hide your relationship, her telling her children, who were not that much younger than you, that you were just a friend.
But you were much, much, more than that. And you knew that, but you also knew that Maude wasn't ready just yet to reveal the actual truth that the two of you have been seeing each other, as the older woman was afraid of what her offspring would think of her.
She was once married to a man, and now here she is, dating a woman. A woman who treated her like no other. Like she was a goddess. A treasure to be cherished. And that's exactly what she was to you. Someone you never wanted to let go.
Your mind raced as you failed to knock on your lover's door, letting yourself in without a moment of hesitation as to avoid being seen by wandering eyes.
"Darling, what are you doing? Shut the door!" Maude whisper yelled, her head tilting, and her eyes flicking over your shoulder to make sure nobody sees you.
You shut the door and turned the lock with a quiet 'click', Maude instantly taking in your barely covered and well more petite figure. "I missed you..." you stated truthfully, letting your bottom lip fall in a faux pout that only made the woman lightly laugh.
"Honey, it's only been an hour," she removed the covers from her body, revealing her satin gown, and gestured towards her lap with that adorable smile that you loved oh so much.
There was no hesitation to swing your leg over her body to straddle the woman, your own thin nightgown hiking up past your upper thigh. The view Maude had from her angle definitely made the older woman hold back a growl.
"Well I can't help it," you tucked a stray gray hair behind her ear as her hands fell to the curve of your hips. "I always miss seeing your beautiful face with those delicious chocolate eyes looking at me. And the way you constantly have some kind of finger on me, always keeping me close to you. Keeping me warm."
"Is that so?" She questioned, a familiar glint sparkling in her eye as her fingers slid down to your upper thigh, only to let her digits roam past the hem of your gown. "On... or in you?" Maude asked, letting a wandering hand cup your heated center.
"I think we both know the answer to that," you chuckled, wetting your lips with your tongue before capturing Maude in a tender kiss. You meant for it to be a short, sweet kiss, but Maude had just felt how wet you were. And when you went to pull away, her teeth clenched to your bottom lip, forcing you to stay.
Her tongue was welcomed into your mouth, your gasp from her fingers moving your panties to the side to glide along your folds was muffled. She gathered your slick from your entrance to your clit, slowly giving your bud some much needed attention.
"So, which one is it?" She asked between sloppy kisses. "On or in? Let me hear you say it, pretty girl." Her free hand left your hip to cup your breast, sliding her thumb across your nipple, and smiling at the fact that you weren't wearing a bra.
"In," you admitted, Maude's fingers now sliding back to toy at your entrance. "Definitely in— please—" Maude didn't even give you the chance to beg, as she sunk two digits deep into your core.
Your hand flew up to cover your mouth that was now freely moaning at her ministrations, while the other held onto her shoulder for support, moving the black and gray strands behind her back to avoid pulling her hair.
As filthy as this moment is, Maude was always taken back at how sweet, and tender you were with her. You could easily be rougher with the woman, make the sex dirtier, but you always chose not to. Instead, allowing yourself to be gentle with the older woman, knowing how bad her past was with her ex.
It was actions like this that made her fall for you even harder than she thought she ever would. She never thought she'd find someone as sweet and caring as you. Who treated her with the utmost love and affection. And she relished every moment she spent with you.
You made her realize her worth.
Maude's hand left your breast, to uncover your mouth, allowing a few of your moans to escape before she took hold of your chin and brought your face back to hers. She needed your lips back on hers. Needing to be as close to you as possible.
And it didn't take long for you to clench against her digits, whining into the kiss as you came, and Maude being oh so careful to not overstimulate you.
"Mmm..." you hummed contently, leaning your forehead against hers with your eyes closed, and cupping her face ever so gently with your hands. "I love you, Maude."
"I love you too, my sweet girl. More than words can even describe." She stroked your cheek with her thumb, while also easing her digits out of you. "Now let's get you cleaned up, and you can sleep in here with me tonight, hmm?"
You leaned back, eyebrows knitted in worry, "But, what about—" A soft finger to your lips cuts you off. "I'm telling them about us in the morning." Maude said, with a sweet smile and a faint blush creeping onto her cheeks.
"You are?" You asked, your face immediately lighting up.
"Yes," she chuckled. "I am. They deserve to know how happy you make me," Maude admitted. "Darling, this is the happiest and most loved I've ever been. I want everyone to know that it's you who is making me feel this way. I don't care what they'll think anymore, I'm doing this for me.... For us." She finished her statement with a loving kiss to the tip of your nose.
You couldn't help but melt at her words. Arms wrapping around her neck as you gazed happily into her brown eyes that looked back at you with both love and admiration.
For once in your life, you were truly happy. And you couldn't wait to see what the future had in store for not only you, but your blossoming relationship with Maude.
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I was going to save this until I reread Hollowpox, but that last ask reminded me that I should share this here, so I present:
Musings on Maud: Why is she considered so powerful, how does this affect her dynamic with Squall, and why is he so scared of her?
(Bonus: How can I connect it to Silverborn?)
Two disclaimers: I haven't reread Hollowpox in ages, so if there's anything that could prove or disprove stuff in this post, send it my way. Honestly send any discussion my way. I love discussing theories. Second, this was originally a reply to a Reddit comment on a post, to which you can find here. The comment discussed Maud being a signatory for a Squall safeguard, so since this comment is copied verbatim, it references that.
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If it’s not outright stated, it’s at least heavily implied that Squall helped create/build up the Republic. It’s only existed for about 90 years, and Squall has been exiled for about 100. He mentions in Hollowpox how he knows that Maud’s plan is to take over Nevermoor/The Free State, because the Republic took over the other states in the realm and he “helped them do it.” However, unless Maud is immortal and also 100 years old, she is not the one who started the Republic from the side of the Republic. Also, no clue how long it’s been around, but Squall Industries has likely been around for awhile as well (this is how he gets his connections and power in the Republic), with Squall just constantly grandfathering himself in with the vampire trick or something.
Interestingly, Squall says two things in this scene (Chapter 34 of Hollowpox) that stick out to me:
“I made the so-called Hollowpox,” he raised his voice above hers, “because I was asked to. Because I was compensated handsomely for it. And because when the most powerful person in the realm asks for a favour, even I don’t refuse.
And
“But you’re a Wundersmith.” Morrigan was utterly baffled. “Why can’t you just stop them if they’re such a problem? I don’t understand!”
“Do you THINK I HAVEN’T—“ Squall shouted, then cut himself off abruptly.
He also mentions how the Hollowpox was initially meant for the Republic, but Maud snuck in an infected otter across the border into Nevermoor— “That was never part of our deal.”
There’s definitely a business relationship between the two of them of likely consistent deals, one favor for another, quid pro quo. However, we also see that Squall can’t really go against her, something he seems to have tried before. Two chapters before this scene (Chapter 32), has this moment:
“Yes, shush. Maud said the Wintersea Party might help if there was a squid crow po.”
“Quid pro quo?”
“Right, one of those. She said they won’t do something for nothing, but if we could convince Prime Minister Steed to meet with her, just to have a conversation, then she would try to convince her party to share their cure.”
While it could be easily explained as part of her job, Maud seems to get most of her power and do things by extracting deals from other people. Maybe she’s knackless, or maybe she has some sort of connection to Puppeteering or a knack related to that. Not Mesmerism, but something that allows her to be persuasive, manipulative, convince people of things, and get them to do what she wants. A sort of parallel or companion to Squall’s connection with Puppeteering that we see in Wundersmith.
It’s interesting that when we first meet Maud, there is this exchange directly after she tells Mog that the Wintersea Republic would only agree to help the Free State if there was some sort of deal:
“But they’re your party,” Morrigan pointed out. “Aren’t you the one with the power?
Maud stiffened slightly and cast her a wary, calculating look.
And then soon later she says this:
“Even if I could persuade my party to do the right thing – and I’m not saying I won’t try – there’s no guarantee Steed and his government would come to the table.”
The whole exchange seems very manipulative, like, “oh, I’d LOVE to talk and get this figured out, but I can’t…” There’s a big focus on conversation. Maud is wary when Mog mentions power— she thinks she means a magical power, something secret that gives her an advantage, when really she just means politically— so I wonder if she was worried for a moment that Mog realized she had some sort of coercive power.
I wonder what exactly her power is that makes Squall so scared of her, and why it possibly makes it so that he can’t fight make and overthrow her. Aside from their business relationship, which allows Squall access to Wunder and being a Wundersmith, there’s this other layer as well.
As for safeguard: I don’t know if Maud would be a signatory for a Squall safeguard, as that seems to just be for Wunsoc students, but I think that whatever their deal is and whatever her power is allows her to keep him in check. Jess said that we will learn more about safeguards in Silverborn, and I think it would be interesting if Mog learns more about them from Squall instead of Jupiter— and maybe it does end up being similar to whatever he has going on with Maud, who knows! I don’t really have any safeguard theories myself, but I will keep an eye out for what you add to your comment.
A Silverborn “silver” side note: A “silver tongue” means that someone is persuasive when they speak….. perhaps this idea, theme, power, etc. will be expanded upon in the future 🤔
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