Coco // madampresident
rating g - r
pairings mirandy & miranda gen
disclaimer I own nothing herein. I make no money off of this stuff.
warnings sex, drugs and
author's note i can't resist playing, too!
|A N G S T|
|"Give me a fucking break, Miranda." Stephen snarled as he threw his shirts into his suitcase. "I caught you redhanded. You're going to have to deal with the consequences!"|
|A L T E R N A T E U N I V E R S E|
|Max Priestly sat behind his desk, his soft white hair falling over his forehead, his face unmarred by bothersome smile lines. He scrolled through the files that Nigel had sent over, sighing, as Andy entered the office.|
|C R A C K|
|"Okay," Miranda said, lighting the pipe, "this is the last time..."|
|C R O S S O V E R|
|The more La Priestly thought, “I must stop this whole thing!”
“Why, for fifty-three years I’ve put up with it now!”
“I MUST stop incompetency from happening! But HOW?”
Then she got an idea! An awful idea!
LA PRIESTLY GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA!
|D E A T H|
|Miranda always imagined that attending Jacqueline Follet's funeral would be one of the highlights of her life. But as she stood in front of the open casket looking down at Jacqueline's closed eyes, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.|
|F I R S T T I M E|
|"I've... never done this before." Andy admitted shyly.
"Well, Andrea," Miranda's lips curled into a wicked grin, "there's a first time for everything, isn't there?"
|F L U F F|
|Miranda had never felt love so deeply than when she looked into Andrea's soft brown eyes.|
|H U R T - C O M F O R T|
|The girls clung to Miranda, knowing that it was their turn to comfort her. Gone were the days of kissing boo-boos and softly spoken assurances, now it was Miranda who needed them.|
|S M U T|
|Miranda exhaled slowly and shakily. Andy's head bobbed between her legs as she swirled her tongue around her clit.|