Well, it looks like we are going to be let down by the Jellyvison for a while. So, to my fellow authors...I hope you have your pens, keyboards, laptops ready...lets keep the love alive through literature. Cleo x
ky walks towards Jens and hugs her tightly, the brunette instantly forgives her friends voyeuristic intrusion.
"I'm so Happy you came for the opening" Ky adds, kissing Jen on the cheek and spanking her on the bum. She notes Tilly's face at the movement, her eyebrows have furrowed; she is clearly unfamiliar with anyone else being physical with Jen.
"Jealous?" She asks in a playful way to the teen.
Tilly laughs "Should I be?" she asks it in jest, however, there is a grain of truth in every joke.
"Oh Abso-fucking-lutely! it's a truly creative emotion." Ky responds before kissing Tilly on the cheek and spanking her on the bum; mimicking her actions towards Jen to put Tilly's mind at rest "You know Miss Aythya Americana...come see this." the dark-haired artist grabs the teens hand and pulls her further into the room, selecting a near by painting, she places it on a nearby easel.
Tilly stands in awe of the piece in front of her, the paints and colours fuze in a state of emotional elegance; yet the painting shouts of a raw intensity not being heard. She has often discussed art with Jen. The teacher has an open-minded approach to all genres, however, her clear passion is deeply rooted in the Aesthetic Movement; Tilly's passion, however, is abstract expressionism. She cannot hide the clear veneration she has for the artist. She reaches out to the piece instinctively, she respectfully refrains from touching the artwork; although deep down she wants to caress the canvas.
"This is my Pure jealousy!" Ky comments, actually flattered by the reaction of the teen. "No emotion is truly negative if channeled productively." she adds.
"Thank you for inviting me" Tilly finally states, breaking from her creative trance. She turns to face both women "Your flat is amazing too" she adds.
"It's not mine. Its a friends." Ky responds.
"A friends?!" Jen scoffs, knowing the truth .
"Yes a friend... a friend with benefits" the artist replies with a playful smirk.
"Yeah, like a huge studio flat." the brunette retorts with jovial sarcasm.
ky shrugs her shoulder nonchalantly at Tilly; who is actually missing the sub text in the conversation. The artist has no guilt of sexual exchanges for comfort but feels the sudden need to justify her choice to the teen "He is holidaying in France for a month. he gave me the keys while my exhibition is here." she adds.
"What happens if the exhibition is extended and he comes home?" Tilly replies.
"Then we share little one." ky replies, tapping 'Tilly's nose and raising her eyebrows just in-case the teen has so far misunderstood the arrangement. She is kind of in awe of the teens innocence. The red-head has obviously been well raised, offered a welcome and homely start in life.
ky had been born in the city of London, not one of the nice tourist parts either; she was a 'latch key' kid; and had left at fifteen in a homeless swirl of bohemian culture. She had no regrets of any of her memories tho; or 'art supplies' as would often refer to her life experiences. She had learnt from a young age that relative trade got you a long way in the art community, a self-portrait for a night on the couch, if they like you, you get a week. If they really liked you, you could secure yourself a meal ticket, there was nothing seedy about it; she never did anything or anyone she did not want to.
"Anyway enough of this small talk." Ky announces "Miss Tillsberg. What Letter comes after S in the dictionary?
"T?" responds Tilly quickly.
"God, I'd fucking love one. Milk and two sugars, you ginger sex bomb." Ky concludes and Tilly laughs at her obvious defeat.
"Hey, she's my ginger sex bomb." Jen states and smiles warmly at the pair."I'll make it." she adds as Tilly walks by towards the kitchen.
"No, its ok...i want to. You guys catch up." Tilly responds before exiting the room.
Jen's gaze follows her lover walk across the room and leave; she still gets chills admiring Tilly's slender frame from a distance. She knows she has to convince her younger lover to enroll back at Hollyoaks, the teen future depends on it; yet, she is also extremely worried how she is going to resist touching her. Tilly's body has an uncontrollable effect on her own.
Luckily their acquaintance would be limited to the college hallways from the new term. The teen had taken Art only as an AS level complimentary option. Many of the brighter students took on one or more of these additional subjects in the first year to simple enhance their qualifications; adding extra UCAS points. However, the demanding workload of the second year made it impossible to study these further into a full A level; students were advised to concentrate only on the subjects that were required in year two.
The earlier thought of worry suddenly turns into sadness, she is actually going to miss the teenager being in her lesson, despite the obvious personal reasons; Jen also would miss her presence as a teacher; Tilly is clearly one of the most practically talented in the classroom and her intellectual insight into the theory far surpassed her peers.
She sighs, none of this would matter anyway, unless she could convince the teen to not throw her life away and retract her email to Keeler. She turns her attention back to Ky and smiles.
"How you feeling?" The dark-haired artist asks compassionately.
"Lost" replies Jen, knowing there is no point hiding the truth from Ky; who has always been able to read her like an open book.
"I can see why. if that help in any way." Ky responds. Externally the teen is naturally beautiful but it is something else that made her truly captivating to Ky. The red-head possessed a rare and intoxicating combination, worldly innocence yet a deeper connectivity to the soul; her maturity expressed itself without fear of judgment. Her sexuality, opinions and emotions were all displayed with confidence and strength; an attribute rarely shown at her age...if ever.
"No that doesn't help Ky." Jen responds but laughing at her friend. " What am I going to do?" she question, however, more as a statement of frustration.
"Have you told her yet?" the artist asks, referring to Jen's acceptance of the teaching post. Tilly had heard the last question having returned to the art studio unnoticed.
"Told me what?" the red-head quizzes, smiling at Ky. Jen, now used to lying on her feet due to recent events and pressures, quickly responds.
"Well, it was supposed to be a surprise but ky has got us V.I.P tickets into her after party tonight at the exhibition." It is not a lie, even if it has been used as a distraction from the truth.
"Amazing!" replies Tilly, genuinely excited by the nights plans. She has never been in this close proximity to the art world before, she has never been to an exhibition opening; definitely never as a V.I.P guest of the artist. "Thank you for all this." she adds smiling at Ky.
"I forgot to ask if you wanted a drink?" Tilly asks Jen, reaching out and holding the brunette hand, the teacher pulls her hand away; the teen is now familiar with Jen's changing behavior and except the movement even if she is hurt by the rejection. The transition is witnessed by the observant artist, however, she decides to not comment; instead she tries to break the tension.
"Word game Miss Jenovive." Ky announces out loud. Jen turns and smiles at her friend.
"Oh dear." the brunette replies rolling her eyes. Tilly looks at them both perplexed.
"Ky has a word of the day" Jen answers to Tilly's expression. "She chooses a word she either likes the sound of or the meaning. Then attempts to use it within conversation during the day." the brunette continues.
"The rules of the game." Ky interrupts "All participants need to be present when the word is used but the conversation has to be with a complete stranger. Anyone of the players can join in the conversation with the stranger but their first sentence must include their own chosen word. The idea is to make one of your opponents laugh whilst staying completely serious and not letting on to the stranger they are a pawn in your game. The first person to laugh...Loses!" Ky announces with authority. "Are you in?" she asks Tilly.
"definitely" the teen replies with a giggle. "What happens if you lose?" she asks Ky with amusement.
"You have to make breakfast tomorrow morning for everyone!" answers Ky. Jen and Tilly both groan, neither are fond of cooking. "Ricochet!" she announces, letting the others know her word choice. "Tilly?"
"Um...I've always like the word exquisite. any good?" she replies in question.
"Perfect! and what about your word Jenitalia?" ky asks the teacher, receiving a slap from Jen for the pun.
"Ineffable." The brunette replies with a grin.
"Game on!" Ky replies. "Now where is that tea?" she adds exiting the room.
Jen and Tilly stare at each other, the teacher moves first, shuffling the teen against the door frame with her own body; they kiss each other affectionately.
"She really is amazing." Tilly says, totally blown away by Ky and more importantly by the feeling of another person openly approving of their relationship. "I'm so glad I've met her" she adds. Jen kisses up Tilly's elongated neck, causing the teen to giggle at the light tickling caress.
"Amazing huh?!" Jen finally replies between light kisses and holding firmly onto her lovers bum. "should I be jealous?" she asks jokingly to the red-head.
"oh abso-fucking-lutely, it's a truly creative emotion" Tilly responds with a grin before kissing Jen again. They both laugh at the impression; before breaking away to join the artist in the next room.