Author's Note: This is a story put together by both myself and my good friend, smilobots on tumblr and tuskedlioness on ao3, so please show her some love too as this started as a roleplay between the two of us.
Chapter One
"What the hell did you do? WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO?!"
Jasper was on the floor, stained with blood and cradling the limp body of her crime boss. Standing above her trembled none other than her sister, Rose.
"Jasper…please understand…I…I had to!"
It was thirteen years since it happened.
Exactly thirteen years. Pink Diamond was long gone. The Pink Gang fell along after her within the same year as her passing, and Jasper now adorned the Yellow Diamond symbols on her clothes. Today though, she decided not to wear anything yellow, or any gang color at all. All she wore was black.
It wasn't always she got the opportunity to leave gang territory. Jasper lingered at the graveyard of the strange city outskirts.
"Don't worry, Pink Diamond," Jasper grumbled as she set some flowers onto a grave. "One day I'll avenge you."
Pearl sighed at the crumpled up piece of paper.
"Alright. You can do this. Just throw it away like we practiced." She motioned her hand above the trashcan to drop it in, but stopped. She reopened the paper, looking at the damaged invitation for the billionth time that day.
A Little Rose Bud is On the Way
Join us for a Baby Shower Honoring
Rose Quartz
October 4th 11:00 AM
She cringed and crumpled it again, and threw it back in her purse. Why do I like to torture myself? She's moving on with her life. She's got a baby now for star's sake!
"Hey, convict. Break's over, you're up."
Pearl rolled her eyes and threw her hands up in exasperation. "Oh please, could you stop calling me that? Just because I got out of jail three years ago doesn't mean I like to be called a convict!" You deserve to be terrified of me anyway, she was so dying to add. But as an ex-convict…bad choices of words were bad choices of words.
The waitress put a stick of gum in her mouth. "Whatever. There's a customer waiting for you. Better not make them wait." She popped it obnoxiously.
Pearl sighed and smoothed out her apron and peach-colored hair. She plastered on her best happy-to-please-you face and walked into the diner area. As upset as she was about that invitation, she was at work and it was best to keep her emotions off her sleeves for now.
Strange...this new customer looked familiar. "Good evening," she mentioned as the customer peered over her menu. "What can I do for you?"
"Yeah, I never ate the over here before, so what kinda-" The customer looked up, and all her words braked to a stop. Blood seemed to drain from her face for a second, before she narrowed her eyes. "Hey…I know you. What are you doing here?"
"I beg your pardon?"
"You remember me, Pearl? Cause I remember you." Each word was coated in an icy venom, as if she was trying to kill Pearl with the words themselves.
"I…" Pearl had no idea what to say. Yes, she knew this woman all too well, but it was so long ago. That face of hers was unforgettable. Those sharp, piercing eyes. That thick, wild mane. Those pale stripes made of scars and vitiligo... Pearl knew this woman very well, but it had been so long since she had laid eyes on the problem-child-turned-gangbanger before her.
Pearl mulled over her words. "Hello…Jasper," she said carefully. She also decided to keep her tone cold; unwelcoming.
"Wow. Fucking wow. Took you that fucking long."
"Well sorry I haven't seen you in a long time!" Pearl said. She adjusted her notebook. "Now can I order you something?"
Jasper chuckled darkly. "So you work here," she purred. "I came here to eat, but…now I know for sure this place is shit." She loudly scraped the chair back as she stood up, now towering over much shorter, svelte woman.
"Y-yes I work here! What's it to you?!"
"Heh." Jasper shoved past her and stomped to the door. She paused dramatically at the entrance, slowly turning back as her fists were clenched and the sleeves of her suit were stretched tight over her biceps. "I hope you know what day it is," she growled. "Don't you go acting so brave, Pearl. It would be a shame for Rose."
A pit formed in Pearl's stomach.
"What do…I have to do with Rose?" she couldn't help but ask, voice embarrassingly cracking just a little. But Jasper had already slammed the door, shuddering the diner into silence.
Her coworker rushed out from the kitchen. "What was that all about?!"
Pearl shook her head. "Just another rude customer complaining about the menus," she said coldly. "Nothing new."
Jasper had been home for a while now, drooped on the couch while being subjected to her roommate's rants on whatever dweeby bullshit was going on.
"Peridot-" Jasper interrupted. "I finally know how to get my revenge on Rose Quartz."
Peridot groaned from her computer, a typical response. "And here you are, onto this pointless matter for the upteenth time," she moaned. "We have more important circumstances to be concerned about! You know, like rival gangs, not some clod who got out of jail a couple years ago!"
"You wouldn't understand," Jasper growled. "You weren't even a gang member when it happened! You never knew her. You never-"
"I'm sorry," Peridot said, voice slightly softer. "I understand it's the anniversary, but face the facts. It's been how many years? Thirteen? Still focusing on revenge is clearly not helpi-"
Jasper rolled her eyes and got up, throwing a jacket over her shoulder and grabbing her weapons. "Tell Yellow Diamond I won't be available tonight. I got a more important task."
"YOU CAN'T JUST-"
She slammed the door behind her before Peridot could argue about it. The last thing Jasper heard was some mumble about being too spoiled or something.
Time to go to that restaurant before it closes.
Jasper drove down the block, ready to park nearby the restaurant, until she discovered a recognizable figure walking under the streetlights. "Pearl," she snarled quietly.
Pearl placed her purse and keys on the counter and sighed, pushing a clump of her hair back. She cracked open some windows in her apartment to air it out, and then went back to the kitchen.
She paused to glance at the pink Congrats letter on the fridge. If we survived prison, we can survive anything! I love you! it wrote in Rose's cute swirly handwriting, with a heart and a smiley face drawn at the bottom. She frowned, then dipped into her cabinet and pulled out two bottles of wine.
Someone could pop in at any moment to check on whether or not she was back to drinking again, but Pearl didn't care. It was her life, dammit, and if she was on the path to being a high-functioning alcoholic, then so be it. She could make it work.
She popped off one of the bottles and then sank into her couch to reminisce on her day. Funny enough, she hadn't thought too much about the strange encounter with that gangbanger. Yellow Diamond's goons were always trolling the shops and parks and diners, but it was odd for this area of the city. Most gang activity was.
Still, Pearl frowned as she thought about Jasper and her vague threats. Hardly anyone ever sees her outside Yellow territory after Pink Diamond's passing...shit! Pink Diamond's passing...that was...
Pearl swallowed a hard bit of wine, remembering the date of Pink Diamond's demise. She guzzled the rest of the bottle rather fast and moved onto the next one until she felt the buzz in her cheeks.
"Jasper..." she whispered to herself. No wonder Jasper was so defensive today. So strange to see Rose's sister…she even sort of looked like Rose...in a wild sort of way...
"Mhnnn...Jasper…" Pearl's cheeks got red. Why did the bigger girls always drive her a bit wild?
Hold on. What am I even doing? Pearl stopped herself. Perhaps the alcohol was getting to her, but…she was starting to feel a bit hot thinking about Jasper. Probably because of how…how Jasper looked like a wilder, feral version of Rose…an untamable, rugged, amazon beast version of- Oh, cut it out! You really need to move on! she rebuked herself, taking another sip.
Brain not listening, her thoughts flashed back to the image of Jasper's biceps rippling through those sleeves, as though the fabric would tear at any moment. Those large, supple breasts filling up the top of that suit till the fabric was tight. That wild, voluminous hair that spilled over a face of those stripes. Just the memory of Jasper towering over her was enough to make Pearl's blood pump harder.
Pearl hummed to herself, setting the drink aside and laying across the couch. "Jasper," she breathed. "Touch me, Jasper..." On lonely nights like this, it didn't hurt to fantasize a little bit, would it? If she couldn't have Rose, at least she had her fingers and her imagination, even if it only satisfied her for a few moments.
Her pants unzipped a few notches and slipped down her legs. She took a few seconds to fold them then neatly discarded them on top the coffee table. All that was left as a barrier was a pair of lacy panties, to which Pearl massaged the fabric, moaning at the sensation. "Jasper...I want you to...take me, Jasper...just take me... That's it…just use your tongue, Jasper…." She slipped a few fingers under the fabric and thrusted into herself, pretending it was Jasper.
"That's it, you dirty thing…take your fill." She imagined Jasper below her, imagined tangling her fingers through that wild bleached hair, encouraging the gangbanger's mouth to taste her sopping slit. "Yes, yes, so close! Keep going, you filthy girl! Ah!" she cried, arching her back as she released, letting the rush of endorphins blow her worries away. She oozed back into the couch, breathing heavily.
She was just about to fall asleep, until she saw a figure looming ahead. "Wh…what?"
Sneaking into the house was a breeze. The window was cracked, and the lights were barely on. Pearl seemed to be in the kitchen.
Jasper had to resist snorting at the discovery that Pearl was a drinker. If this was thirteen years ago, Jasper would refuse to believe it. At least she'll be easier to catch if she gets drunk. Lucky me. Jasper crept up behind couch, trying her best to ignore the enticing wafts of alcohol.
She shifted to her knees. Just as she was about to rise and attack, a weird sound emerged from the couch. Jasper stopped. Was that…whimpering?
Was Pearl crying or some shit? Jasper wondered what she would cry about. Or maybe she was… Jasper's face got hot. It didn't take long to realize it. Oh Lord, what the fuck?!
"Jasper…." Jasper's heart jolted. Did Pearl know Jasper was here?! She listened and noticed more moaning, and the rustling of clothes. Was Pearl…was Pearl masturbating to her?! What in the fucking hell?! Seems Rose wasn't the only one that desperate lesbian wanted.
She listened, gawking, and flushed completely when the rustle of pants slid down her legs. Moans grew louder…there was a subtle wet sound. Sh…shit.
She had to cover her mouth, face as hot as fire, when Pearl audibly entered her climax, gasping faster and moaning very filthy things about Jasper, before shuddering and finally growing quiet.
Sh-shit. That filthy slut. She came because of me.
Morbid curiosity held Jasper back from her original plan. Not after…this shit! Jasper's face was hotter than the burning sun. But maybe this was a good thing. Maybe she wouldn't have to attack Pearl after all.
She stood up gently, wondering if this was a good idea. Her heart pounded, but fuck it, how could Pearl defeat Jasper, one of Yellow's most dangerous guards?
"Hey, Pearl," Jasper cooed, stepping carefully into the drunk woman's sight. "Shhhhhhh, this is just a dream…"
"Just…a dream…"
Even in her blissful daze, it was still so hard to believe Jasper was right in front of her.
Pearl clumsily stood up, expecting Jasper to fade away. But Jasper remained there. She tried to step forward, but stumbled against the coffee table.
"Careful now," Jasper purred with a chuckle. She reached forward. "Want me to help you?"
Pearl reached forward and intertwined her fingers with Jasper's. Jasper helped her up and pulled her close. Pearl leaned against her, pressing her head against that cleavage and fondling the bulk of those strong arms.
"Oh…wow," Jasper said, slightly awkward. "You're really into me, huh?"
"Mmmhm." It had been so long since she had been held in somebody's arms. And to think it was with Jasper of all people.
…Wait a minute. Something was weird here. A dream would not be this realistic or vivid. This was not a dream…this Jasper was real! Even in her drunk stupor, she snapped out of it enough to know Jasper was here…Jasper was really here!
Ugh…What is she doing here…?
Wait…why is Jasper is here?!
What is happening?!
She trembled under Jasper's touch, concern overflowing her body. She was too paralyzed and tipsy to properly react.
That snake! How much did she see?!
Jasper continued to hold Pearl as if Pearl was an idiot. "That's it, Pearl…just a dream," she murmured. "Now why don't we go to my car? We can drive somewhere real nice."
Car?! Pearl's heart pounded and raced in sheer terror now. Oh God, oh God!
Jasper prompted her gently. "C'mon, Pearl. Let's get going. I'll help you." When Pearl didn't budge, Jasper's voice rose in irritation. "C'mon, Pearl," she snarled.
Pearl felt Jasper's hand shuffle into the jacket pocket that was pressed against Pearl's abdomen. Something in that pocket felt weirdly suspicious. Pearl didn't know why, but it definitely wasn't something ordinary like a phone or a pack of gum.
Oh God! Now calm down, Pearl, think of something!
Fool thinking she's such a sly fox, is she?
Two can play at this game!
"Mmm…Jasper…" Pearl mewled, reaching up to unzip Jasper's jacket. Just as she expected, Jasper's hand defensively left the pocket. If only Pearl could get that jacket to come off.
"Woah! What are you doing!?" Jasper said, trying to pull Pearl's hands away. But it had already been unzipped.
"Fuck me, Jasper," Pearl pleaded.
"What?! Hell no, you're drunk!"
"But Jasper," Pearl drawled with a pout. "Isn't this just a dream?"
Pearl slid her hands around Jasper's shoulders and pulled the jacket down over her muscles. Beautiful stripes of vitiligo decorated those toned arms.
Jasper's cheeks darkened and her face stripes became beet red. "Well…yeah, but-"
"Then let me see that beautiful body of yours…" She gazed into Jasper's eyes with her own wide, tearful ones. "Please, Jasper…let me see your body…I want to worship you." Her feeble hand slid up Jasper's shirt and ran up her abs and below her breasts. If I can just get that jacket off or even stall her long enough.
"Jasper…" she hummed, cupping the savage's breast beneath the tank top as she planted a kiss on her neck. "Mmmmm…Jasper…" She grinned against the shiver Jasper got, and continued to pepper the woman with hungry kisses, going down her collarbone.
Jasper moaned against the touch. "Ughh, fuck," she huffed. To Pearl's delight, the jacket slipped off of her. Finally giving in, Jasper eagerly pulled the tank top off and unclipped her own bra, releasing those beautiful breasts for Pearl to see.
"There we are," Pearl said in awe as she ran her thumbs over the nipples. Pearl dipped down and latched onto one with her mouth like a greedy child.
"Mmm- Aah!" Jasper grunted rather loudly. Pearl held back a laugh. "Nnnng, Pearl! Ffuck!"
She let go and started to kiss down her stomach. Her hand went down to cup Jasper's crotch, then moved up and back down inside her pants. Wow…so wet already… she thought with a sigh, feeling the moisture on Jasper's panties.
"Nnng, Pearl, don't stop…" Jasper whined. "K-keep worshipping me…"
Pearl chuckled, and slipped her hand through Jasper's panties. "Wow..." she moaned breathlessly as she pulled away, sleek shining off her fingertips. "You're so wet...I can feel it... You want real worship, Jasper?" Jasper nodded with a shuddery breath, and Pearl chuckled again, slipping her fingers back in. She rubbed the hot, wet slit until she found the clit, and massaged it, creating louder moans of pleasure from Jasper. "There we are," she cooed.
"Mmmm… Oh, Pearl," Jasper mewled huskily.
She's so loud, Pearl thought in admiration. Who knew such a savage beast could be so at mercy to her touch?
But I can do much more than that. "Take them off, Jasper. I want to really worship your beautiful pussy...oh please, let me eat you out." Pearl gave her lips a sultry, little lick. "Go on…take them off."
Jasper nodded, and Pearl removed the savage's pants and panties. At last, all her clothes were successfully off, but the fun wasn't over yet. Jasper leaned against the couch, spreading her legs. "Go ahead then. Let me give you what you want," Jasper purred in delight.
Pearl's smile widened as soon as that beautiful, soaked slit was in view. She bent over with her own ass in the air and crawled seductively towards Jasper, placing her hands on each of Jasper's toned thighs.
"You're not going to forget this, Jasper," Pearl sang. Delivering a kiss to Jasper's clit, she then proceeded with soft licks to her folds, until she decided to take Jasper's swollen nub between her lips. "Mhnnn..."
Jasper gasped loudly. She ran her fingers into Pearl's hair enthusiastically, panting. "Oh yes, oh yes- aaah!" As Pearl suckled, she knew Jasper was absolutely overflowing with bliss now. Jasper moaned and purred, completely succumbing to Pearl.
"Th-that's it," Jasper gasped. "Eat me. Worship me. I'm all yours right now."
Pearl smirked into Jasper's pussy, continuing to eat her out with renewed vigor each time the striped goddess roared in ecstasy. Quietly, she slipped two fingers inside of her, pumping Jasper for all she was worth.
"You can come..." Pearl encouraged. "Fuck. Come as hard as you can. I want to really hear you!"
"AaaAAH!" Jasper threw her head back as Pearl's fingers curled upwards into her, continuously stroking Jasper's upper wall. "O-oh fuck, I want this, I really want this, f-FUCK!" She cried louder, panting even faster as she entered her climax. "I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come-" As she released, she spilled fluids all over the other woman's hand. "F-fuck!"
Excitedly, Pearl brought her two fingers to her lips to lick and suck the delightful essence Jasper just offered her. This was incredible...but still...
This was reality. And Jasper was still here.
Pearl stood up and stumbled over to her kitchen, pulling out a knife from a series of cooking knives on the counter. "That was fun. But you're not here for good intentions, are you, Jasper?"
Her blue eyes flashed back to the hot mess on her couch. "Now what do you want with me, Jasper?!"
Jasper slumped over in a daze. Who knew a drunk piece of shit could be such a good lay, she thought, starry eyed- until Pearl did the unthinkable. "W-what?!" she choked, snapping out of her bliss.
Jasper's mind spun. This bitch was thirsty for her, wasn't she? This couldn't have been a trick, could it? Fuck!
"Why are you here, Jasper?!" Pearl demanded, holding the knife.
"Aww, c'mon, now don't be like that," Jasper said. "Now why don't you have a few more drinks? You don't want this dream to turn into a nightmare, do you?" she added in a menacing growl.
"Next time, don't let yourself get fucked by your prey," Pearl lectured. "I want to know what's you're up to! You broke into my home. You watched me! And you tried to take advantage...so what do you intend to do to me?!"
"So you know you aren't dreaming..." Jasper stood up. She realized her weapons were in the pockets of her clothes, which were on the floor. This was the stupidest move. She had to think fast...not let these tables turn any further.
"Now you wouldn't hurt Rose's precious little sister, would you?" She used her foot to push her clothes closer to her.
"Rose...what makes you think I st...still care for Rose?!" The knife loosened from Pearl's grip. "Get out of my house, Jasper!"
"Hm." Jasper pursed her lips. "What? You saying you're not some loyal pup to her anymore?"
"Loyal pup?!" Pearl cried out, distress covering her face. "Is that what people think about me?! That I'm just some lovesick puppy stalking Rose everywhere?!" The knife nearly slipped from her hands. "I...I thought it meant something…I thought all those years meant something to her…I thought I was the one she was going to spend her life with!"
Jasper swept the jacket into her reach and swiped out a syringe from the pocket and quickly uncapped it, then rushed to smack the knife out of Pearl's hand. She slammed Pearl against the wall, pinning the inebriated woman, and held the destabilizer serum against her neck.
"What is that?!" Pearl cried. "G-get that away from me! Jasper!"
"Face it, Pearl," Jasper said. "You're not sober enough to fight! Even if you were, you will never win against me." Ending the battle, Jasper injected the fluids into Pearl, knowing she will be out in seconds.
"And by the way, Pearl, I don't know how much bluff your little speech was, but I don't got time for interrogations right now. I'm going to avenge Pink Diamond, and I know you can help."
"Help…? Help…avenge…your boss? But…how can I…?" Like a machine powering down, Pearl collapsed in Jasper's arms.
And just like that, the hard part was over. Jasper sighed, studying the unconscious woman.
Sorry about this, Pearl, Jasper thought. For just a second, all she could see in Pearl was the teenage girl Jasper knew as a small child. But this had to be done. She had to get revenge on Rose.
After changing back into clothes, she hoisted Pearl over her shoulder, and gathered up some stuff and some of Pearl's belongings. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.