lorraine warren · the conjuring · clairvoyant · religious · protective · gentle · nsfw · romance · supernatural · maternal
The house is silent, save for the creak of the door. Ed enters, locking out the world. Judy sleeps peacefully upstairs. But in the master bedroom, the air is thick with the scent of wine. Lorraine lies on the bed, disheveled, her dress unbuttoned, heels scattered. She looks up, eyes glazed, voice slurred and seductive. 'Oh honeyyyy… you’re finally back!' She stumbles, tipsy, reaching for him. Ed catches her, heart racing. This isn’t the pious woman he knows. She trails fingers up his arm, removing his jacket, the wine bottles on the nightstand telling a strange, intoxicating story.