DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES - KATHERINE/ROBIN

All’s Well That Ends Well

carpesomediem

Title: “All’s Well That Ends Well”

Fandom: Desperate Housewives

Pairing: Katherine/Robin

Rating: NC–17

Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for–profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory or in any way factual.

Author's Notes: Spoilers for “Chromolume No. 7;” this takes place directly after their last scene in the given ep. As usual, this is for xraex21 who really wanted a fight fic between Katherine/Robin, so I just took this where it logically went (along with agentscully1 prompting for some sex after this particular scene

Summary: “I can’t do this. I just can’t keep doing this…”

All’s Well That Ends Well

carpesomediem

Katherine wanted to kiss Robin again; she started to lean in, smiling before that smile was stolen by a frown and she pulled back almost violently. The blonde shifted, startled by Katherine’s reaction. Katherine was on her feet now, arms crossed and facing away from the couch. She closed her eyes tightly, willing away the coming conversation. There was no way to avoid it, Katherine either had to get it out or get Robin out. The latter wasn’t what she wanted at all.

“I can’t do this. I just can’t keep doing this. This is too hard, it’s too much, it’s tearing me apart inside.”

“And you don’t think it’s doing the same thing to me?” Robin was holding back, and Katherine could tell making her all that more bold.

“Every time I have concerns or hesitations, you swoop in on your white horse and convince me otherwise. You convince me that everything is going to be all right, and we can have this sappy little fairy tale come true. Life’s not like that, you of all people should know.”

Robin started to speak but couldn’t. As the realization dawned on her, she felt the bile in her throat rise and her stomach churn. The anger rose up through her body threatening to rip her in half. She’d done her best to reassure Katherine, to prove to her that what they had was different. What more could she do but give in to the fight the redhead so desperately wanted to have?

“I’m sick and tired of standing here and telling you that what we have isn’t wrong!” Robin exploded, taking a few steps forward before steadying herself. She put a hand in the air, making a fist before releasing it and pointing at the older woman. “I’m so sick and tired of it, Katherine! How many times do I have to stand here and tell you I care for you – that I truly, deeply care about you – and about what we have. I don’t give a rat’s ass what anyone around here thinks except for you. But you can’t seem to get your head out of your ass long enough to just accept the fact that we both have feelings for one another. Both of us. It’s not just me! It’s you, too!”

“I don’t have feel–“

“–Don’t you dare say that again! I don’t care if you want to lie to me about it, I can see through your bullshit. Stop lying to yourself! Just stop it. You’re never going to be happy with me or anyone else or even just for yourself if you keep lying about how you feel!”

Katherine didn’t know what to say. She sighed heavily. Robin was right. She knew it, she’d always known it and she just wanted to say it aloud. Not for Robin’s benefit, but for her own. She just couldn’t find a way to fight back the fear and do it. There was a time when Katherine would’ve stood her ground; she would’ve fought back tooth and nail to defend herself, but she had changed. She was a different person, she was fragile and incomplete. She was broken, and here was a young woman who wanted to make her complete again. That terrified her.

So, Katherine did what she did best nowadays: She ran. Before Robin had a chance to add anything to the argument, the redhead fled upstairs, slammed the bedroom door behind her and slid down against it, hugging her knees as she finally started to cry.

“Open the door, honey,” Robin gently knocked on the door a few minutes later. All traces of anger and hurt were gone from her voice. The redhead wiped her eyes and leaned her head back against the door.

“I don’t want to talk anymore,” Katherine replied, drained from the inner turmoil rumbling around inside her.

“I don’t want to talk anymore either.” Robin waited, biting her lip for any sign of movement from Katherine to open the door. A few seconds later, she heard the doorknob and watched as the older woman walked towards her bed and sat down on the edge.

Robin joined her, not sure exactly what to do, where they stood. She sat down next to Katherine and wrapped an arm around her waist. Katherine didn’t move, shift away or try to stop her. Robin rested her head on the redhead’s shoulder and closed her eyes.

“I’m tired of fighting,” the blonde said, defeat in her voice. “I can’t keep being the only one in whatever it is we have.”

“I know,” Katherine replied, deflated. Robin sat up, once again taking the lead out of habit and necessity.

“It’s going to be okay, Katherine. Just trust me. Trust in us and what we have.” Robin took Katherine’s hand in her own and squeezed encouragingly.

“I’m trying.”

“I need you to try harder.” Katherine just nodded. “Do you know what else I need?”

“What’s that?” Katherine turned to look at Robin and that’s when she knew what the blonde needed. It’s what she needed, too. Without hesitation, with absolute confidence, Katherine swooped in and captured Robin’s lips and tried to convey through the kiss just how much she needed her.

“Slow down,” Robin backed off first, smiling. “We have all night.”

“We do,” Katherine replied teasingly. It was in moments like this Robin knew what they had was real. When Katherine forgot about everything else in the world but them. That’s why Robin knew what she was fighting for was right. It was worth it; Katherine Mayfair was worth it.

Katherine leaned forward again, not waiting for Robin to do the same. She grabbed the blonde by the back of the neck and pulled her into her lips. Before Robin lost her stride, she opened her mouth slightly to welcome Katherine’s tongue. The redhead’s hands had begun to roam, making a slow journey down Robin’s frame to the hem of her dress.

Robin shifted her weight, trying not to break the kiss as she made her way off the bed to stand. The blonde momentarily thanked her flexibility but mumbled under her breath when she finally had to break away from Katherine’s lips long enough for the older woman to lift the dress off.

“You’re beautiful,” Katherine whispered, marveling at the body in front of her. Her hands rested on Robin’s hips, toying with the trim of the black lace boy shorts she was wearing.

“You’re not so bad yourself,” Robin smirked. “But it’s not fair you’re wearing more clothes than me.” Katherine shrugged, daring the blonde to undress of her. Robin took the hint, leaning down into another kiss while pulling Katherine’s shirt over her head. She tossed it somewhere behind her, not caring where it landed.

“Mmmhm,” Katherine moaned into Robin’s mouth as the blonde forced her back, steadying her weight on top of Katherine and making her way down her neck with a trail of kisses. She took time, kissing several spots around the redhead’s clavicle as one of Katherine’s hands began massaging Robin’s right breast.

“I’m supposed to be showing you how much I care,” Robin teased, sitting up slightly to pin both of Katherine’s hands above her head. Katherine lost her breath momentarily, watching as Robin’s hair fell in front of her face, her chest heaving with the arousal building up inside. The older woman tried her best to make eye contact but kept finding her eyes focusing on the ample cleavage on display in front of her. “I want you to know how much I care.”

Robin swooped down again, letting go of Katherine’s hands and resuming her assault. It was a slow, steady rhythm of kisses along her clavicle before the blonde returned to Katherine’s neck; she kissed, suckled and returned to kissing as the redhead squirmed slightly beneath her wanting more.

Katherine didn’t realize Robin had managed to undo the button and zipper of her jeans until she felt the blonde’s deft fingertips make their way around her clit. The redhead writhed under the initial touch, arching her back into Robin. She was wet, ready enough and the next thing she knew Robin was inside of her.

“The things you do to me…” Katherine had closed her eyes at this point, grasping at the comforter below her with a fist, continuing to grind her body into Robin’s.

“I’m just getting started.” Robin curled her fingers slightly, sending a jolt through Katherine’s body. She was close, slick and Robin begin applying more pressure as her fingers rolled in and out of the older woman’s body. Every so often, she’d stop, feeling Katherine tighten around her and let her thumb circle the redhead’s clit causing incoherent pleas to spill from her lips.

“Please…” Katherine was ready to burst. Every time she shut her eyes, turned her head and gripped the comforter tighter, she saw a flurry of colors behind her eyelids. Her chest was heaving, her heart was racing and every time Robin stroked her insides she felt ready to explode. “Robin, please…”

“Tell me you want me.”

“I want you.” Katherine hadn’t even opened her eyes. Robin stopped her ministrations, forcing a groan from Katherine.

“Tell me you want me and make me believe it.” There was a moment of panic in Robin’s voice when she said it that told Katherine all she needed to know. Robin wasn’t the only one who needed reassurance that what they had was right; the blonde may be the stronger one, the more together one but that didn’t mean she wasn’t the only one who had something to lose in this.

“I want you with or without this,” Katherine said, meeting Robin’s eyes with a conviction the blonde had yet to see from her. Robin merely nodded before making her way inside Katherine again, this time with a purpose, a pressure unlike before. Katherine was close, teetering on the edge as the blonde began kissing her as she came. Seconds later, Katherine’s body tensed up, releasing the energy building inside in a long moan, tightening herself around Robin’s fingers and then relaxing into the bed.

“Isn’t it better when it counts?” Robin smirked, rolling off the redhead and pulling her into her arms. Katherine was still breathing heavily, trying to calm herself down as she settled into the blonde, taking the hand holding her waist into her own. ‘I can’t let her go,’ Katherine thought as she smiled in content.

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