A/N: THIS is the M-rated chapter you Jasia fans have been waiting for, if that offends you in any way, please skip!
Tears prickled Zosia's eyes, she stabbed at the button for the lift and willed it to take her not just away from AAU but away from the mess of her existence. When the lift doors eventually opened and revealed Jac Naylor to be the only other passenger inside Zosia knew luck wasn't looking down too favourably on her today.
"Jesus FUCKING Christ." She muttered aggressively, seriously contemplating just taking the stairs.
Jac caught the last breath of her curse and raised her eyebrows, unimpressed.
"What floor?" She asked flatly.
"Ground." Zosia regretfully stepped into the lift after watching Jac press the button and wait expectantly for her to come inside.
Both women stared ahead, in almost silence but for Zosia's laboured breath and occasional sniffle. The atmosphere made Zosia's skin crawl, she hated this.
"How are you finding AAU?" Jac cleared her throat. Clearly finding the silence to be equally as unbearable.
Zosia wasn't expecting small talk. If she had not been so angry she might have used that opportunity to smooth talk and manoeuvre herself back onto Jac's surgery rotation. Alas she was an angsty ball of pent up frustration and entirely unconvincingly spat the word, "Fine." Her fists dug deeply in her pockets.
She allowed her vision to stray from the lift door upon which she'd been fixated and drink up the glorious figure that was Jac Naylor instead. She was in a sheer silk blouse, of almost the same alabaster transparent shade as her skin. The blouse was partially unbuttoned creating an enticing V shape down into her chest, her exposed collar bones could cut glass. Zosia swallowed deeply and regretted looking because now her anger simmered back into lust.
"You look like you could do with a cigarette." Jac said matter of factly.
Zosia hadn't smoked since she was 16 and she knew better than to fill her lungs with debilitating tar but if Jac was offering then perhaps it was exactly what she needed.
The lift came to a stop and wordlessly she followed Jac out of the hospital and towards a bench in the peace garden.
"Bit ironic, two doctors smoking is it not?"
Zosia watched as Jac retrieved a slightly crumpled solitary cigarette from her pocket.
"Shhh."
Jac held the cigarette to Zosia's mouth and she pursed her lips to receive it. Zosia trembled, she found the whole action very erotic, her eyes not leaving Jac's once.
Jac then stepped even closer to light it, her curtain of brilliant copper hair shielding the flame from the wind. Zosia's heart beat wildly, her gaze – the whole of her vision taken up by Jac whose pale face was illuminated briefly by the light.
"I only have one so we'll have to share."
She stepped back and came to sit beside Zosia, their knees brushing deliciously.
Zosia let the rush of nicotine fill her bloodstream and contemplated how annoyed she was to find herself basically won over without even the hint of an apology. She passed over the cigarette and delighted in the sight of it between Jac Naylor's lips, her cheeks hollowing as she inhaled. She was impossibly attractive.
The silence returned but more comfortably this time and the wind picked up, blowing the smoke around their heads into big billowy wisps. Zosia had left in a hurry without her coat so was frozen cold now all but for the patch of knee that pressed against Jac's which felt all aflame.
"These are all important lessons Zosia. They'll help you realise what you really want."
Jac spoke after a long drag, the smoke escaping her lips and twisting in between the words as they left her mouth.
Confused about whether Jac's cryptic wisdom was in reference to her career detour to general surgery or about her romantic interest in Jac, Zosia let the words settle between them as Jac stubbed the cigarette out on the concrete. What she really wanted was for her mentor to tell her she had made a mistake, she wanted to be back on course with her dream career, she wanted Jac to take her in her arms and kiss away the doubts.
"I know what I really want." She said quietly.
Jac looked up at her, tucking her long hair over one shoulder.
"Then prove it Zosia. Fight for it."
A few days later when Zosia barged into Jac's office again, she only had herself to blame. After all she was the one who encouraged the girl to find the fight within herself.
"What can I do for you, Doctor March?" Jac tried to hide the smug smirk on her face. She was actually pleased the girl was being decisive, it was important. Attractive even.
"I know what I want."
Zosia strode with a little uncertainty over to the desk where Jac already stood, arms folded with her back to the window. She paused, suddenly uneasy and Jac worried she'd lost her bottle.
"Go on then. Do it." Her smirk was unmistakable now, her words laid out a teasing dare.
One deep breath, one more quick stride and Zosia captured her lips feverishly. She didn't wait for the certainty of Jac's response before crashing her body against the length of her own.
Jac's back roughly hit the window, lithe fingers clawed and tangled in her hair – she was enjoying this. She circled her arms around Zosia's tiny waist pressing their bodies closer and threw back her neck with a satisfied moan.
Zosia attached her lips to the freshly exposed pale expanse of skin. Sharp teeth nipped at Jac's angular collar bone before soothing the marked skin with a hot wet tongue. She pressed open mouthed kisses back up her throat and along her jaw line before Jac's hands laced at the back of Zosia's head and forced her kisses back to her lips.
"I'm going to transfer back to Darwin. It's what I really want, and I want you so badly." Zosia said as she breathlessly lavished kisses against the soft juncture between her jaw and earlobe.
"Zosia – stop talking."
Jac commanded forcefully canting her hips against the junior doctor desperate to shut her up. Thankfully she took the hint and spun Jac around against the desk, she untangled a hand from her hair and made fumbled attempts at unfastening Jac's trousers.
Eventually succeeding, she slipped her hand under the elastic of Jac's lacy purple underwear not bothering to remove either garment and the abundant wetness that she found there revealed the extent to which Jac was enjoying this.
"Fuck, Jac!"
Filled with the confidence that initially evaded her, Zosia grinned as she swallowed the unbridled moan that escaped Jac's lips as she buried two fingers inside of the warm wetness at the apex of her thighs without warning. Jac tried to maintain some dignity but the feel of Zosia's fingers pumping inside of her already clenching walls was just too good to fight - girls were so much better at this.
Jac's cold hands crept up under the back of Zosia's scrubs, roaming over her warm skin. She dug her fingernails deeper into the skin of Zosia's shoulders with every thrust of her surprisingly skilled fingers. Her sharp nails left little crescent moon imprints in Zosia's back but this only seemed to encourage her to thrust deeper and faster, her moans almost matching Jac's.
Zosia's thumb worked hard against her sensitive clit, and Jac instinctively angled her hips to ride her hand. She hooked her legs around Zosia's waist and her mouth sought out the girl's lips, silently willing her to fuck her harder. She wanted to feel like Zosia really wanted her, she didn't want to be told she needed to feel.
"I forgot to lock the door."
Zosia whispered suddenly as she took Jac's earlobe between her teeth, smirking as if she enjoyed the added element of danger. Her wrist was beginning to cramp from the difficult angle but the sight of Jac's face flushed with pleasure and glistening was the hottest thing she'd ever seen.
Jac was too far gone to care, anyone could have walked in and caught her being fucked by her junior doctor but right at this moment all that mattered was Zosia's fingers.
"So close, fuck."
Clawing at Zosia's back and probably drawing blood, the girl furiously rubbed her clit until Jac came undone in her hands.
"Zosh.. Zosia ohhh!" Her own back arched off the desk disturbing a stack of papers and suddenly all she could see was bright white light. Her whole body tingled deliciously, her toes curled and she lay silent for a time ignoring the creeping feeling that she would come to regret this.
By the time her breathing stabilised, she looked over to see Zosia sat in her desk chair, slowly running the tip of her tongue across the fingers that had moments before been inside of her. Fuck.
A/N: I hope that was worth the wait! Good/Bad? Reviews please!
((Just a quick thing, would you like me to include Emma in this or not? It's not going to be massively important to the story line beyond perhaps a little fluff but as this is an AU I could just forgo Emma completely.. Let me know what you think! I have a personal blog you can contact me on if you prefer, it's indig0supernova - Thanks guys!))