Newspaper Clippings: Dark Desires
A Rizzoli & Isles drabble by Gigi
A/N: Nothing like a good dream to get the plot moving along!
Staring up at the ceiling offered her no reprieve from the flashes of her most recent dream. The darkness did nothing to obscure the images she'd conjured up in her mind of Jane's face inching closer to hers, with her dark eyes clouded over in desire. She tried to ignore the fluttering in her chest remembering the "feeling" of their lips meeting, of her hands settling on Jane's waist and feeling Jane's hands wandering up and down her body.
Taking the pillow from beside her, she buried her face and hugged it to her body. A small whimper escaped her throat as she rocked from side to side. It wasn't the fact that Jane was a woman; she always liked to experiment, and she had always vaguely wondered what it would be like. It was the fact Jane was her best friend. Thinking about nibbling her neck and exploring her body...felt like she was betraying Jane's trust. Saying or doing anything would just push her away.
Besides, Jane was straight. Very straight.
But so was she, supposedly.
And yet she couldn't even look at Jane anymore. What if Jane saw her irises darken, or what if her face belied some hint of want? She couldn't look at her best friend and see the things she'd been imagining caressing. Not that it really mattered, since the images from her dreams were burned into her brain. All she could see when she closed her eyes was curly black hair, a bright smile, abs that made her fingers twitch with the desire to touch them, and hands she longed to feel running along her curves.
She screamed into her pillow.
It didn't help.
A/N: I enjoy the idea of them dreaming about each other. Hope you liked it! Please review!