Imagine your icon as a pole dancer.
*sinister bellydancing music*
Title: Dance With the Devil (part 1/12, completed fic)
Fandom: A Woman’s Face (1941), original fiction
Pairing: Torsten Barring/Laura Erika Barring (genderswapped and aged Lars-Erik), Torsten/Laura/OCs
Genre: Erotica, Darkfic
Warnings: Incest, underage, anal sex, hard BDSM, watersports, fisting, some noncon, some scat (full list of tags on Ao3)
Length: ~100 000 words
Summary: Laura and Torsten leave war-torn Europe for America, taking on new lovers and indulging in new debaucheries. As they descend into the clandestine world of New York’s elite sex clubs, they soon discover the patrons gamble with more than just their reputations. After falling afoul of a sinister English nobleman, they realise their very lives may be at stake.
A/N: A sequel to Because the World Belongs to the Devil. Will not make much sense without knowledge of the first part. You needn’t have seen the movie to enjoy either story, however. (And if you’re here just for the Tom Hiddleston OC slash scene in this chapter, CTRL+F to “Little Empress”.)
"Then why did you come?" I asked, spread his legs and lay on top of him. "Why did you come?" I asked again and rubbed my cock against his, trapping them both between our bellies. When he still refused to answer, I pinned his wrists down upon the pillows and stared into his eyes. "Is it that no one has hurt you the right way yet, Robbie? And you’re curious?”