25 weeks in and we're still managing to update on time, I hope you're all proud of me. Some fluff and some chaos for this chapter, it used to be kind of darker in places, but I like it better this way and I hope you all do too. I hope you all enjoy, and I'll see you at the end. - J
Chapter 25: Home
While Kelly went into London for her meeting, Soph took herself off to Camilla's office to fill her in on the situation. Obviously, she was already aware that Kelly was back, but there were a lot of details around that point that the woman might need to know. Sadly, Sophie was not allowed to stay out of lessons for the next few days, but she kind of understood the reasoning. She'd been out for a week and barely scraping by for the last few months. St. Trinian's might take a more relaxed approach to the curriculum, but it was still a school, and considering Soph's grades in previous locations, this was really her last chance to make an effort. So overall, she didn't sulk too much about it, thanked her aunt for her understanding during the difficult time and went off in search of Annabelle. She wasn't actually looking for her cousin, more the woman she knew would be joined to her at the hip.
"Roxy..." She hesitated in the doorway of the rec room. She hadn't seen either of them during her confinement, and she wasn't particularly surprised, given her behaviour. The pair were playing pool, but looked around as she spoke. Their expressions weren't hard to read, Annabelle was surprised, relieved and slightly wary, Roxy was mad.
"Er... Mind if I have a word?" She took another step in, awkwardly jamming her hands into her pockets. The black eye she'd given the blonde was still visible, as was her own, though they were both well on their way to yellow.
"Sure." The clipped reply was expected, and the woman moved around the table to lean back against it, arms folded. Soph swallowed hard and moved closer until she didn't have to speak too loudly. She couldn't lift her gaze from the floor, but she'd make do with even managing to drag herself to the room.
"I'm sorry... I don't handle things well a lot of the time, I am working on it, but I'm still pretty shit. So, yeah, I'm sorry, I need to do better." She scrubbed a hand over the back of her neck in general discomfort, shifting her weight from foot to foot as she battled with the idea of straight up running out of the room like a five year old. Only silence answered her, and for a long moment she waited, until curiosity got the better of her and she glanced up to the taller woman. Roxy frowned down at her, but after another beat, she sighed.
"You've got issues, mate." She deadpanned and Soph couldn't quiet repress a huff that was probably intended to be a laugh.
"Understatement." She managed a slightly bitter smile and the other woman rolled her eyes.
"But I guess I was a bit of a dick, tough love doesn't seem to be your jam. I'll keep that in mind." She smirked and shifted away from the table, holding out a hand. Soph grinned as she caught it and aimed a weak punch to her arm.
"Hell of a swing you've got on you, almost lost some teeth." She chuckled and Roxy laughed.
"You'd have deserved it, you nearly knocked me clean out, dick." She shoved her back and Soph gave a joking bow.
"Don't mess with the best." She winked and they shared a grin until Soph turned to Annabelle, sobering her expression to an appropriately sheepish smile.
"Sorry I punched your girlfriend, broke a classroom and shouted at you. I appreciate you were trying to help." She ducked her head a little, but the woman chuckled and quickly enveloped her in a hug. Soph allowed it for a moment before a thought occurred to her and she pulled back.
"Oh, shit. I am also sorry Kelly broke into your room in the middle of the night, I bet that was pretty fuckin' scary." She considered how zombie-like Jones had been that morning and repressed a shudder at how terrifying it might have been for the pair to wake up to a semi-sentient Kelly Jones that had appeared in their bedroom like a ghost. Sure enough, they both winced at the memory.
"Wasn't the best way to wake up, I'll admit, but it's okay." Annabelle smiled and Soph grinned. She joined the pair of them for a few games of pool, and when Kelly returned, Soph and Roxy teamed up to show the Head Girls they weren't the best at everything... Though they were pretty damn close.
Kelly returned with a new phone, and promptly called Polly to thank her for saving her life and everything. Apparently, the geek was working with NASA now (no-one was even remotely surprised), but offered her services should Jones go missing again, something Soph was very grateful for.
So, the next few days settled into a pleasant routine. They'd get up, have breakfast, then Soph would go off to lessons while Kelly did... something (she did ask, but only got vague answers in response that were only mildly suspicious. Any attempts at interrogation were quickly disarmed by some incredibly unfair distraction techniques.), they'd meet for lunch, more lessons and undisclosed shenanigans, then dinner, and to their room for rest and definitely not rest.
It was nice, almost domestic.
Kelly was definitely recovering; her skin lost its sickly tinge and the dark circles under her eyes faded. She got Chelsea to fix her hair and access to a shower and actual shampoo seemed to be doing it a world of good. She was still skinny, as four days was not enough time to negate months of starving, but she looked better, healthier... It warmed Sophie's chest even as she repressed the upcoming dread of her having to leave. It was worse than usual, given the fear that now settled in her gut at the idea of the woman going missing again, but the assurances to keep her in the loop helped a lot to keep her sane. She knew Kelly could take care of herself, she was smart, strong and unshakeable in the face of chaos. What she was afraid of, was being in the dark again. Her head wasn't nice to her at the best of times, and without information it was left to run completely wild, the results of which had been pretty damn obvious.
So overall, while she wasn't particularly happy about it, she was pretty sure she could handle the woman going away again. However, she was determined that this time she wouldn't let her go without telling her exactly what she meant to her. Of course, that would require some actual bravery on her part, which seemed to be in short supply.
Honestly, it was terrible. A hundred times over the past four days Soph had tried, and failed, to vocalise her feelings. It shouldn't be this hard, surely? Apparently, it was, and her cousin was less than helpful with her advice of 'just tell her'. As if it were really that simple. Really, she didn't even know what she was afraid of. What was the expectation? She was just telling the woman how she felt... Why was this such a big thing!?
She was half sure Kelly knew what she was trying to do, and was just straight up not helping. Every time Sophie tried to work up to it, the woman would wait patiently, then when she chickened out, she'd get this knowing little smile and carry on like nothing had even happened. If she didn't actually love the woman, she might be inclined to break up with her for it.
Sadly, their four days together passed much too quickly, and once again they found themselves just outside the front door, Kelly's car on the drive, bag packed and waiting, saying goodbye.
"I'll talk to you tonight?" Kelly tipped her head and Soph smiled. Thanks to recent events, Kelly had been given a more secure phone that could now be used to call or text Sophie at more regular intervals. There was a limit, the woman wouldn't be allowed it during high profile assignments, but for standard day-to-day, it should be fairly hard to trace. Apparently, the Director had accepted, reluctantly, that she wasn't going to stop them from communicating, so she opted to make it easier for them to do so without risking national security.
"Yep." She stepped forward, pulling the woman down into a kiss, attempting to make her feelings clear. It was easier than words, and they both understood it far better.
As always, it lasted just that little too long, but neither of them complained and she felt Kelly smile against her lips.
"I've got to go." She sighed and gently eased back, Soph squeezed her waist with a half-serious pout.
"I know. Take care of yourself." She let her go and jammed her hands into her pockets to keep from reaching for her again. Jones flashed a grin.
"Always." She turned to walk away and Soph's stomach tied itself in a knot.
Oh, fuck it.
"Kel'..." She called out and the older woman turned to her with a slight smirk. Soph bit her lip.
"Yeah?" She prompted and Soph bit down harder. She didn't want to let her go without saying it, she couldn't. Gritting her teeth she cast her gaze to the floor, taking a deep breath to steady herself before lifting her head with determination.
"I-" She almost choked on the first syllable, a good start.
"Er... I-" The rest was cut off as she found herself under a deluge of ice-cold water. Stunned, she remained still for a long moment, waiting for feeling to return to her limbs and her mind to catch up. As soon as she did, she spun on the spot, snapping her head upwards to find Annabelle, Roxy and the twins laughing down at her from the window.
She was not amused.
She was so busy glowering up at the mischievous group, plotting their demise, that she didn't hear Kelly's approach until she stepped around into her eye line. She was still giggling herself, her hand over her mouth in an attempt to contain it and her eyes dancing with amusement. Soph scowled at her, the cold breeze making her shiver.
Jones' chuckles died to a gentle smile and she pushed Soph's hair from her face, her hands warm on her skin as she gently settled them over the back of her neck. Soph's scowl faded and the knot in her stomach doubled itself at the tender look on the other woman's face, that same small smile she'd seen so often over the last few days... The woman leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to her lips, not moving away after but resting their heads together.
"I love you too." She spoke on a sigh, and Soph's heart froze in her chest.
Oh, that was what she'd been so afraid of...
Uncaring that she was still dripping water, she threw her arms around the taller woman's shoulders and pulled her into a much less chaste kiss, earning groans of mild disgust from their audience, but she didn't care. She loved Kelly, and by some absolute miracle, she loved her too. Fuck everything else.
Dramatic moment aside, Kelly still had to leave, but Soph could not stop grinning as she waved her off. Today was a good day. Now, she had some revenge to plan.
She went easy on the twins, her soft spot for them compelling her to keep it light. By dinner, they'd found themselves the target of water balloons dropped on their heads from a stairwell. They'd laughed, and proceeded to chase after Soph with water pistols they happened to have on their person for some reason. Annabelle and Roxy, however, were going to get something a little more personal. By the time Kelly called that evening, Soph was just about done with the set up, and was waiting for her moment.
"Miss me already?" She smirked as she put the phone on speaker and set it to one side, busily securing the connections between the pump and the long hose she'd attached to it.
"Always, how goes the revenge plan?" Kelly's amusement was audible and Soph grinned to herself; she knew her so well.
"Good, had a water fight with Tania and Tara earlier, about to get Annabelle and Roxy... Livestream should be going up in just a minute if you can get on it?" She sat down at the laptop she'd borrowed from Lucy's girls and set about starting the stream. The St. Trinian's YouTube channel was still fairly active, and though the shower prank had been discontinued, there were always some shenanigans going on and being posted by various students.
"Just a sec'... Got it. Oh, they moved things around." She sounded mildly perturbed and Soph understood the sentiment. The camera feed was set up in Annabelle and Roxy's bedroom, and when Soph had broken in there earlier to lay her trap, she too had paused at the strange sight. Annabelle had reshuffled some of the furniture, and it looked wrong.
"Right? So weird." She grinned and the other woman hummed.
"It's still disturbing how easily you can get into that room." Kelly chuckled.
"It's not actually that hard, this building is an easy climb." She smirked as she recalled the few times she had needed to scale the building over her time here. Generally, she tried to avoid climbing that kind of height without any ropes, she was pretty confident in her ability to not die, but caution was rarely a bad thing.
"Do I even want to know how you learned?" The long-suffering tone was edged with amusement, Soph laughed.
"Probably not, but I'll tell you the epic tale one day." She waved a hand dramatically despite knowing she wouldn't be seen and some how she felt Kelly knew as she laughed.
"I look forward to it, ah, here they are." Jones' attention was caught as the head girl and her other half returned to their room for the evening.
They were back early, which generally implied… There it was. She wrinkled her nose in mild disgust at watching her cousin making out with Roxy. She'd seen in before, obviously, but it didn't get any less gross, particularly as the pair fell into bed.
"Do I want to know what you're about to do to them?" Kelly spoke up and Soph allowed herself a wicked grin.
"Just paying them back, love. They ruined a moment for us…" She paused as she began to turn the valve with a little effort. It gave and the hose began to shift as it filled, she kept turning for a moment before settling back to watch the outcome with satisfaction.
"So I figured I'd do the same." She smirked as icy water sprayed out of the other end of the hose, smothering the pair in a deluge that covered their entire bed. The effect was immediate, Annabelle squealed while Roxy cursed up a storm, both leaping from the bed and frantically searching for a way to stop the water. Soph grinned as she listened to Kelly laugh.
"You're such an ass." She spoke through her giggles and Soph's grin grew at the fond edge to her tone.
"You love me really." She smirked but paused at her own choice of words, blood rushing to her face, fortunately, Kelly was less skittish. She heaved a jokingly long-suffering sigh.
"Yeah, I do." Her shrug was audible and Soph was glad no-one could see her as a dopey grin found her face. Damn… She was really fucked now.
Alas, her attention as recaptured by the pair on her screen. They'd found the hose and pushed it out of the window, so she shut off the valve and killed the live stream. They looked… Pissed. That was the aim, but she'd rather not be caught red-handed, so she packed up the laptop.
"Best route to the garage from here?" She knew this school fairly well, but Kelly knew it better.
"Without them catching you? Head around past the tool shed, wait until they run by, then head in through the back." Jones spoke quickly and Soph smirked.
"Thanks love, want to stick around for the run?" She started walking at a brisk pace and Kelly chuckled.
"Sure, now get going." She encouraged.
"Yes ma'am." She grinned to herself as she took off running.
She wasn't caught by the vengeful head girl and her damp other half, and with no security footage showing her entering their room, she had plausible deniability, and no retaliation could be justified. She was very proud, and even Roxy had to begrudgingly admit defeat. So with all that settled, life was pretty quiet between Kelly's visits. Well, sort of. The twins had recently become distinctly temperamental, she had her theories regarding exactly why, and frankly it made her feel old. They were already twelve. Honestly, she was kind of glad she wouldn't be around to witness the chaos they would inflict upon the school as they hit their teens.
Every month or so, Kelly would return, sometimes for only a couple days, sometimes for a week, and Soph was getting back to grips with her school work. Everything was looking up… Until something she'd forgotten returned to bite her in the ass.
She left English half expecting to find Kelly waiting for her. She often did after her last lesson of the day so they could go somewhere, but it wasn't unusual for her to be off doing something so Soph didn't think much of it as she went in search of her. It didn't take long, she was in Camilla's office chatting with her aunt and… Lexi.
"Soph!" The woman leapt to her feet and dashed across the room to pull her into a hug before the door had even shut behind her. Sophie caught her, but her attention was on Camilla and Kelly. Her aunt looked mildly perturbed, Kelly looked… Furious.
Oh shit.
It was subtle, you wouldn't see it unless you knew her, but the hard line of her shoulders and the closed off expression made it all too clear. She was sitting in a relaxed pose, one leg cross over the other and reclined comfortably against the back of the sofa, but the way she moved as she took a drink was just that little less fluid than usual, her grip on the glass just that bit too hard. She also was not looking at her, very not good.
"Lexi? What are you doing here?" She directed her attention to the woman still clinging to her and made an attempt to step out of her grip. It took more effort than she'd have liked to achieve this and she was already skittish from the tension in the room. Lexi needed to back up, but she was looking at her like she was nuts.
"What am I doing here? You vanished off the face of the Earth, you dick!" She aimed a punch at her arm but Soph took it without a flinch. She… Had a good point. Aiming to make peace as quickly as possible and move on to what had Kelly so tense, Soph sighed.
"Right, yeah. I'm sorry, I've had a lot on my mind." She held up her hands and the shorter woman scoffed.
"Yeah, I noticed." She arched a brow and folded her arms. Now, Sophie was lost.
"What's that supposed to mean?" She frowned in genuine confusion but the other woman cast her gaze to one side, toward… Kelly? Giving up on this line of questioning, she shook her head.
"What are you actually doing here, anyway? What's wrong with a phone call?" She frowned and the woman waved a hand.
"My phone got stolen a couple months ago, I was waiting for you to call so I could get your number." She jabbed her in the shoulder, Soph sighed.
"Right, fair." She winced, this conversation didn't seem to be ending any time soon. Fortunately, Lexi was more than ready to get to the point.
"You know, it's not cool to ditch your friends just because your girlfriend deigned to show up again." She jammed her hands into her pockets, taking a very familiar 'you're an idiot' pose that Soph did not appreciate. Nor did she like the phrasing, but she let it slide for now.
"Yes, I know I-" She began but was cut off.
"Honestly dude, not cool. I deal with you moping about for months and you just straight up forget me once she rocks up again?" While she was making a good point, she caught the way Kelly paused with her drink half way to her lips at the mention of Soph's behaviour in her absence. This was bad.
Jones felt bad enough about all that without being privy to the explicit details of its effect on Sophie.
"It wasn't just Kelly, I've had school stuff to do, but either way, I'm sorry, I've been a dickhead, I'll give you my number again and try not to be so self-involved." She spoke quickly, her eyes darting between the three residents of the room, searching for assistance. However, everything she'd said beyond 'school stuff' seemed redundant as that was the only bit Lexi seemed to hear.
"School work? Yeah sure. You come into my shop twice a week for months to whine and sulk while she's gone but once she's back you don't have time for a phone call?" She glowered and Soph winced. She couldn't find a response to that without going into the details of her seriously deteriorated mental health during that time and that was not something she wanted to get into here and now.
"You don't have to lie to me, I literally watched you sink like a stone." Her voice turned oddly soft and she reached out to grip her arm, Soph flinched at the contact and resisted the urge to recoil like a skittish cat.
"I was fine." She ground out from grit teeth, flashing a warning glare but the woman seemed unperturbed and deadpanned back.
"Fine? No." She shook her head and Soph's frustration must have shown on her face as Lexi seemed confused for a moment before something seemed to dawn on her.
"Oh, do you not want me to let her know what she was doing to you?" She released Soph's arm to back up closer to the sofa, where Kelly was now looking… very, very still. Too distracted by the woman silently raging on the sofa, Soph failed to respond to Lexi in time and she took it as defeat.
This emboldened her to drop down and sit beside Kelly with a humourless smirk that spoke very clearly of the vindictive words about to come out of her mouth.
"Yeah, no joke, Sophie turned into a zombie while you were off on holiday or whatever. When she stopped turning up I genuinely thought she might be dead." Her words were a whiplash through the otherwise silent office and Soph honestly had no idea what to do. She felt like she was back on her bike, watching the sharp points of that fence come up to meet her in slow motion and not being able to do a damn thing to stop them.
"Lexi." She tried, but her tone came out weak, pleading. No-one even looked to her. Kelly's eyes were fixed on the woman beside her, still so motionless it was hard to tell if she was even breathing.
"So you know, I thought I'd come check on her, since I actually care about her." The venom in her words could kill a small mammal and it spurred Sophie into action.
"Lexi, enough." She stepped forward, managing to find some actual power in her voice and making it count. The woman paused in her ranting and turned to face her.
"No, she should know how unhealthy all this is, how twisted it is." She paused as she hopped to her feet, moving away from Kelly (probably wise, even if she didn't know it) and back to Soph.
"You need to know it too. Can't you see how bad she is for you?" She was talking to her as if to a child, Soph grit her teeth.
"I told you co-dependence is bad, but she's taking over your whole life. She's poisonous, dude." She continued to appeal but Sophie was barely listening at this point. Her concern for Kelly and how terrible hearing all this must be kind of flew out of the window the moment the insult left the other woman's lips.
That, was rude.
"… You need to be with someone who fosters your independence. Who lets you see your friends and doesn't insist that you spend every moment with them. That bitch-" There was a heavy slap as Soph's hand covered the other woman's mouth. It probably shocked her a little, but Soph's instinctive reaction was to deck her, so frankly it was an improvement.
"Not, another, word." She growled, pronouncing each word carefully. Startled, Lexi recoiled, staggering back away from her.
"No! Your relationship is toxic, and one day you're going to wake up and realise it and it'll be too fucking late!" She gestured wildly and Soph actually found herself taking a step back, too stunned to answer as her mouth opened and closed uselessly. Her anger was a ghost in the background of her head, still roaring its disapproval of the insults thrown Kelly's way, but the rest of her mind was reeling. They weren't that bad, were they?
"I know it's hard but someone has to tell you this shit, since apparently you're too stupid and fucked up to see it yourself." Soph flinched as each word hit her, but as Lexi paused for breath there was a strange click and suddenly the room was very still.
No-one had seen Kelly move. Sophie certainly hadn't, yet here she stood, beside the pair of them, with her gun beside Lexi's head. Now, there were three things Sophie could see that Lexi couldn't; one, the magazine was no-where in sight. Two, the safety was on. Three, Kelly's finger was no-where near the trigger. However, all of this information meant nothing to Lexi, who, quite appropriately, looked ready to pass out.
"I think it's time you left." Her tone cold and hard as diamonds, Jones spoke quietly in the silent room.
"Okay, okay, I'll go." Apparently deeming her cause not worth death, the shorter woman quickly agreed but Soph was busy using this moment of peace to reset her brain. Specifically, to address the swirl of questions that were causing her to want to run out of the door and keep going until she hit Scotland. It was a chaotic process that she could barely keep track of, but it came down to one main point.
Lexi was wrong.
Their relationship was not conventional, maybe. Sophie's numerous issues being the chief factor that made some of their interactions a little off. However, she was working on that, learning to focus on more than one aspect of her life at a time and trying to trust that she wasn't going to be abandoned out of the blue. It was hard work, but Jones was astonishingly good at supporting her through it, and had been surprisingly understanding of her various 'quirks'. Honestly, if she had to pick one of them to describe as 'toxic' it would be herself. Comparatively speaking, Kelly's mild-moderate possessive streak, tendency to like things her own way and her utter refusal to allow her personal life to stand in the way of anything else... Were fairly small potatoes.
Okay, so they were both kind of terrible at times... But they supported each other and worked to compromise where they could... So wasn't that enough?
She blinked herself back into the room and found her aunt watching her with sympathy.
"Whiskey?" Apparently sensing that Soph was aware of her surroundings once more, the woman tipped her head and Soph gave a slow nod.
"Yes, please." She shuffled herself over to sit on the sofa while her aunt moved around getting them drinks.
"Miss Jones is seeing your friend out, I'm sure she'll be back shortly." She explained as she pressed a glass into her hand. Sophie took a hearty swig.
"I think 'friend' might be the wrong word after tonight." She sighed, the gentle burn of the liquid seeming to return feeling to her limbs as she sat.
"Well, there is that." Camilla shrugged and Soph pushed a hand through her hair.
"She was wrong, right?" She winced at her own phrasing.
"I mean... I think she's wrong, but you can't always..." She gestured aimlessly until her aunt caught her hand.
"Girly." Her stern tone stopped Sophie's thoughts in their tracks.
"She only has half the information. No-one knows more about your relationship than you and Kelly, but from what I've seen, the pair of you are bloody well suited. You're good for each other, and you understand each other." Her voice was calming, almost soothing as she spoke.
"Honestly my dear, I think most of that was driven by a touch of jealousy on our dear Miss Anderson's part." She scoffed and let go of Sophie's hand to settle back in her chair. Soph blinked in sheer confusion.
"Sorry, what?" She frowned and Camilla laughed.
"Oh girly, you really are hopeless sometimes." She waved a dismissive hand and Soph looked back and forth between her and the door. Oh, this was so much more information than she needed tonight.
Kelly returned soon enough, her gun back under her jacket and an unreadable expression on her face. Soph winced and drained her glass.
"We've got some stuff to talk about, catch you later?" She looked to her aunt who smiled gently and nodded. She probably said goodbye but Soph was already trying to figure out what to say to Jones, who nodded silently before leading the way off toward their room.
She walked quickly, so much so that Soph struggled to keep up with the woman's longer stride, but in no time at all they were through the door...
...and then Sophie was pressed up against it.
Of all the things to happen after that debacle, this was not what she was expecting. However, if dating the woman for over a year had taught her anything, it was how to roll with the unexpected. She met the fierce kiss with equal intensity, a quiet moan already rumbling from her throat as Kelly's thigh pressed between her own. There wasn't an inch between them. Normally Kelly was so careful to give her a little space, to hold back just a enough to keep her sane, apparently this was not the goal of tonight. The alarm bells in the back of her head remained silent; the raised panels of the door dug into her back and Kelly's fingers pressed into her hips but she felt nothing but an urge to pull her closer. She knew, if she asked, or if she pushed, the woman would back away in a heartbeat, no matter what the reason, regardless of the situation. That was why she trusted her, because Kelly listened, and would never hurt her.
The fuck did Lexi know about anything?
Her thoughts flew away as a hand came to settle over her neck, a strong grip tilting her head to allow for a better angle and Soph shivered under her touch, throwing her arms about the woman's waist to grab at her jacket and pull her impossibly closer. This, turned out to be the wrong thing, or, arguably, the right, as her hands were seized and pressed to the wood above her head, one hand holding both wrists as the other returned to her waist.
There was a pause as Sophie's mind skipped like a needle on a faulty record. Yet still, no horrifying images rushed forward to meet her, no distant memories echoed in her ears. Kelly's grip was firm, but one hand against both of hers was not strong enough to hold her if she really wanted to be free; which right now, she did not. No icy panic pulsed through her blood, only fire and crackling electricity that shot down her spine and rolled her hips, grinding down on Kelly's thigh as she broke the kiss with a gasp. Teeth grazed along her jaw and up to her ear as she did it again, shuddering at the delicious friction she hadn't known she'd needed so badly. A dark chuckle, low and quiet, vibrated through her skin.
"I don't think so." Lips brushed her ear and she failed completely to grasp the meaning of the words until the hand at her waist tightened its grip, pressing her back harder into the wood and stilling her hips entirely. The pressure remained, but that was all, and at the loss, Sophie whined.
"Kelly..." She turned her head, seeking the other woman's lips but she was avoided, another quiet chuckle bringing her to open her eyes and scowl.
"Problem?" Jones' smirk was sinful and Soph let her head knock back against the door with a groan. She tried to shift her hips but the hand keeping them still dug in hard enough to bruise. Lips returned to trail along her neck and she rolled her head to one side to give the woman more space.
"Did you want something?" The words ghosted over her skin, followed by a sharp bite that had Soph fighting to catch a moan before it broke free. She grit her teeth as the thigh between her own tensed, increasing the pressure but remaining maddeningly still, her stomach muscles shuddered at the almost-enough sensation and there was no way Kelly didn't feel it.
"Hm?" She prompted again, rolling her own hips against her and Soph bit her lip hard. It wasn't enough to supress the whimper that left her, but it certainly kept it to a less embarrassing volume.
The taste of blood touched her tongue and Soph released a breath she hadn't realised she was holding.
"Kelly, please." Somewhere between a sigh and a whine, she spoke to the ceiling and was immediately rewarded as Kelly's hips rolled once more, but only once.
"Please what?" Mischief danced at the edges of her tone and Soph growled, dropping her head forward to bury her face in the woman's neck.
"Just fuck me." She ground out through grit teeth but even she could tell her annoyance was for show. Though honestly she might lose her mind for good if Kelly kept her waiting much longer. The woman hummed as if in thought.
"Close enough." She felt her smirk against her skin and suddenly the hand on her waist vanished. Soph's hips jolted of their own accord but there was nothing to grind down on as Jones had moved. She whined at the loss, but it became more of a moan as long fingers pushed past her (now open, when the fuck had that happened?) jeans and under her waistband.
Oh, fuck.
Her head tipped back as if it would help her to get more air, and her breath stuttered. Her hips rolled in time with Kelly's hand, her arms going numb above her head. Lips found hers but she soon had to pull away to breathe. A quiet chuckle reached her ears and suddenly both hands vanished, only to seize her by the hips and spin her around. She staggered against the door, unsteady on her feet. Confused, she made to turn around, but Jones was there, pressed against her back and pushing her back up against the wood. Her nails dug into chipped paint in absence of anything else to hold on to as an arm wrapped tight around her waist and Kelly's hand slid back down to where she fucking needed it. The angle was probably terrible for the woman's wrist, but she did not give a fuck as she shifted her legs to give her a little more space, as long as she didn't stop.
She pushed her forearms up against the door to let her head hang forward. She wasn't going to last much longer and Kelly definitely knew it as lips and teeth trailed along the back of her neck until they found that sensitive spot just at the top of her spine.
"I got you, baby." The words ghosted across her skin, but immediately after, the woman bit down hard and Soph lost all coherency.
Her hips stuttered then froze, her back arching toward the door as she bit her lip in some vain attempt to minimise the volume of her voice.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
Kelly lingered for a moment, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck before gently taking her hands back and stepping away. Soph shivered in the cool air that found her without the other woman so close but appreciated the opportunity to cool off.
She took a few seconds to gulp down a few lungfuls of air before dragging herself to turn around, slumping back hard against the door. Kelly had moved to her desk and taken off her jacket, she was now removing her gun and its holster with a suspiciously nonchalant air. Soph ran a hand through her hair to push it from her forehead and out of her eyes, taking another deep breath. She was willing to bet she looked pretty fuckin' wrecked right now, and as Kelly turned back to face her with a far-too-smug smirk, Soph shook her head.
"Shut up." She chuckled and the other woman hummed, moving to sit comfortably on the end of the bed.
"Get over here and make me." She arched a challenging brow and Soph flashed a wolfish grin.
"Yes ma'am."
Some hours later, they were sprawled out at the wrong end of the bed.
"Not that I'm complaining, but this wasn't what I expected." Soph addressed the ceiling and after a moment, the other woman sighed.
"Yeah… I did plan to talk it out, but er… Stuff happened." Her smirk was audible, Soph chuckled.
"Yep, it did do that." She stretched out, tired in the best way.
"Is there really much to talk about? It's not like she was right about anything." She tipped her head to the side to look at Kelly, who gave a soft smile.
"True." She reached over to rest a hand along the side of her face and Soph turned toward it, pressing her lips to the woman's palm.
"I love you." She muttered against her hand before turning back to face her, meeting her gaze with a sheepish smile.
"I love you too."
Aw, ain't they cute?
Honestly still not super confident about writing sex scenes, but these, at least, are a thousand times less cringe than the truly terrible things I wrote back in my teens, so I hope you all forgive me a little on those. Thanks, as ever, for reading, I hope you enjoyed it, and I hope to see you again next week - J
