By the Sway of your Hips
Fandom: Emmerdale
Author: letscall_l
Pairing: Jebbie (Jasmine/Debbie)
Disclaimer: Do Not Own T_T
Warning: 13+ femslash- one swear word =o
Summary: "You know he's not worth 'all that"
"Where you off to?" Debbie called out to her, coffee warm in her hand.
It was just past three o'clock and Jasmine was all dressed up, coat and bag in hand, walking slowly up the hill towards the bus stop.
Jasmine couldn't help the small smile on her face at Debbie's questioning tone of voice.
"To see Shane if you must know." she replied, looking back at the girl as she walked. Debbie rolled her eyes and stopped on the hill, before following after Jasmine.
"You know he's not worth all that"
Debbie ran her eyes up and down Jasmine's attractive form, emphasizing her dislike for the police officer in her voice.
"Whatever Deb." Jasmine retorted, knowing of the Dingle's disapproval, playfully as she continued to walk.
Debbie trailed quickly behind her. The garage could manage a few moments without her...especially if Jasmine kept swaying her hips like that...
"I'm bein' serious, Jaz" Debbie swiftly averted her eyes as Jasmine turned to face her, once reaching the bus stop. They were an arms-length apart.
"And I suppose you know someone who would be worth all this, as you so eloquently put it." Jasmine mimicked Debbie's description of her outfit. Her eyes following her own arms as they gestured to the black dress she wore, until she saw Debbie place her coffee on the bench.
She brought her eyes upwards to witness Debbie's own, half lidded, lazily mapping out her body. The smokey, dark, eyeshadow the mechanic wore added to the effect. The obvious observation sent stirring feelings in her stomach and shivers down her legs. Jasmine clutched her coat closer and Debbie distractedly met her eyes.
"I might do." she replied to the question.
Debbie, though appearing smug, still had a glazed expression on her face. Like she was focusing on the nape of Jasmine's neck.
"Yeah...?" Jasmine didn't notice how Debbie's staring caused her to subconsciously retreat into the wooden wall of the bus shelter. She needed the stability.
"Like who?" she asked, almost hesitantly.
Debbie's eyes cleared. She held a sudden sharpness that sent everything besides Jasmine into soft focus. The distance between them forgotten as Debbie cautiously pressed herself against Jasmine's body.
The intimate action caused Jasmine's hips to buck against Debbie's weight. Her breathing hitched as Debbie let out a husky groan.
"Debs..."
"Fuck it"
"What?" Debbie's lips were inches away. Jasmine's coat, fallen from her grip, was replaced with the toned feel of Debbie's forearms. The air was suffocating the doubt and feeding the fire.
"Jaz..."
Intense eyes. They stared straight into her own, so much that Jasmine believed it was two years ago, their first meeting, their first 'real' kiss. Jasmine could feel the warmth of Debbie's lips as they almost kissed. Their bodies melded against each other, naturally - Jasmine felt her dress hike up her thighs of its own accord, as Debbie attached her hands to her round hips.
"Like me, thats who." it was barely a whisper but the power behind it had Jasmine trembling on her feet and the blush on her face intensified her need to just touch Debbie. But two could play at this game.
"Well if it was you-"
Debbie uncharacteristically whimpered at Jasmine's faint brush of their lips.
"-I don't think I'd be wearing the dress." she teased, her intentions laced in her words. Debbie's eyes widened and Jasmine smirked. Checkmate.
----****----
The bus pulled up and Debbie stood awkwardly holding her lukewarm coffee, trying to entertain the thought of Jasmine's 'suggestion'. Said Vixen stepped on the bus and handed her money to the driver, who smiled appreciatively. She caught Debbie one more time before the door closed.
"Debs."
The girl's head shot up.
"You might have to brush up a bit to see if your worth all this."
The look on the young Dingle's face was priceless and Jasmine couldn't contain her laughter when she sat down, watching the aftereffects of her words cause Debbie to drop her coffee.