chapter one

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(Btw *** is a sign for when the smut starts and ends if you wanna skip.)

Her bare feet slapped hard against the ground, her toes squishing through the mud and getting tangled in the long, wet grass. The tears flew down her cheeks at a rapid pace as the wind whipped her face and flew through her hair.

Thunder rumbled in the distance as the sky darkened by the second, the clouds getting angry and gray. She couldn't get away fast enough.

She had her backed against a tree in the woods, her hands on either side of her face, her hips squared against hers.

"Don't fuck with me, Jo," she growled against her, their faces nose-to-nose.
Josie whimpered as she pressed her forehead to hers. She was too close.

She was uncomfortable. She couldn't breathe. She was feeling light-headed. She needed to get out.

"You've been doing this for weeks, Josie," she mumbled against her cheek, her hands turning her face so her other cheek pressed against the tree.
 
"Stop coming after me. You need to give up! Nothing you'll do will work, nothing will get my humanity back so stop and go home for God's sake, or else..." she said and thrusted her hips against Josie's.
 
A high pitched whine of shock came out of her and she closed her eyes, squeezing them shut while Hope continued on. "You can't stand being without me. Admit it, Jo. You want to be with me. That's why you're doing all of this."
 
She frantically shook her head as well as she could while her face remained in Hope's tight grasp.

"Don't Hope, please," she begged, her eyes opening and turning towards the tribrid as best they could.
"Why? Why not?" she questioned, harshly.
"Because..." she choked out. “Hope, I can't breathe," she panted.

She smirked and pushed herself closer to her if that was even possible. "What do you mean? I'm not even holding your throat," she smiled, delicately running her fingertips along the side of the brunette's jaw and down her neck, wanting so badly to sink her teeth into her precious, silky smooth skin.

"You're...too close," Josie gasped out as she felt her eyes watering. She didn't know whether it was in fear of her and her actions or if it was a prelude to passing out.

She stepped away from her for a second, Hope's movements almost resulting in her collapsing to the floor. She rubbed her now sore jaw and she ran her fingers through her hair.

"Hope, what's wrong with you? This isn't you!" she questioned in a small voice.
"It is, Jo. And if you're not gonna accept it... and stop being worried about me, I'm gonna make you worried enough about someone else, just to make sure you stay away." she replied, running her hands along the witch's thighs up to her hips.

Josie shoved at her hands, but she gripped Josie's wrists in hers as she smashed her lips against hers, kissing her hungrily and forcefully.
 
She winced at the initial rough contact, her shoulders tensing in response. With her eyebrows furrowed she realized she had no way around it.
 
Hope had her between a wood and a forest that she could get lost at any second, nowhere to go, no one to call. She was screwed, figuratively and potentially literally as well if she couldn't get out of there. Who knew how far Hope would actually push it?

She slowly started to respond to the aubrenette's harsh kiss, her lips brushing much softer against Hope's. Hope smiled into the kiss. Or maybe it was a smirk? She couldn't tell. She wasn't focusing.

Hope's cell phone in her pocket started vibrating and she turned around for a second to see who it was and shut it off but Josie took the chance to try and run away.

Like hell if she knew where she was going. One of her ballerina flats had fallen off early in her run and she just kicked her other one off to help quicken her sprint. Now she was regretting it as her feet were sticky and wet thanks to the mud under her heels.
 
Damn the rain and damn the dark clouds rolling in over her head. She didn't realize when she started crying this hard. Partly from the rushing wind, partly from the raindrops every so often falling on her face and partly from the fear Hope had evoked in her.

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