bullets and bouquets

35

After a couple more dances and a couple more drinks, Emma pulls Jenna away, "I'm tired."

Jenna nods, "I'll show you to your room."

"No," the blonde slurs, "Take me to yours."

The black-haired woman blushes, Sadie smirking at the two. She watches Jenna disappear out of the corner of her eye.

When the two are alone in Jenna's room, Emma goes back for more. The gang leader is more than happy to partake in Emma's kisses. She stops her though when she goes to lift her shirt.

"We should wait... you're drunk," Jenna whispers. Emma, who is straddling the gang leader's waist, frowns.

"Ok."

She slides off of her lap and stands up, away from Jenna. She's upset now.

"Emma..." Jenna starts, "I just... I want you to be able to consent fully."

"I can consent fully now," she exclaims.

"You're drunk, you can't," the gang leader counters.

"I can. I know what I want Jenna," she explains. She gets down on her knees in front of the gang leader who sits on the bed, "and I want you."

***

"Did they..."

"They did," Sadie smirks.

"So, it looks like Jenna will be up late tomorrow?" Bella jokes.

"We'll see. I don't think Jenna wants to do anything with Emma tonight, since she drank," the redhead suggests.

"True," the brunette agrees, "You, however?"

"However what?" Sadie plays dumb.

"Want to do something tonight?"

"Watch a movie?" the redhead smiles, knowing exactly what Bella wants, but not giving it to her.

"Yeah, let's watch a movie," she agrees. Sadie frowns slightly, thinking her girlfriend was going to suggest a different activity. She wasn't expecting Bella to give in so easily.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, let's go up to the room. I'll let you pick," she leans up and kisses Sadie on the cheek. The brunette holds her girlfriend's hand as they go inside. They go back to their room and Bella shuts the door. Sadie paces around the room for a second, "what are you doing?"

"What?"

The brunette giggles, "You seem nervous, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! Nothing, I just..." the redhead blushes.

"Just what?" Bella teases. She walks up to Sadie, placing her hands on her lower abdomen, "You're cute when you're nervous."

Sadie's face becomes even redder as her girlfriend's hands slink down running over her thighs.

"We don't have to watch a movie," she whispers with a grin on her face, "why don't you pick something for us to do? Or for me to do?"

"Uh... I... I, um," Sadie stutters at the girl's seduction. Bella smiles, knowing she's fully capable of making her girlfriend into a stuttering fool.

"How about... I do you? And you can return the favor if you're up to it?" Bella smirks. Sadie nods vigorously, "Perfect."

Bella pushes the taller girl back towards the guest bed, Sadie stumbling onto the bed. It's as if she's lost full control of her body to Bella, the only one who can turn her spine to jello, and make her soft. It's dangerous to let herself melt, her last girlfriend taking her melted form and running it down the drain.

Bella, on the other hand, couldn't imagine her life without Sadie. This is only the beginning for them. Even when Sadie melts, Bella is careful to preserve her form and make sure she hardens into the same woman she was before. If anything, her hands help mold her into a better woman each and every time.

***

"Fuck, Jenna," Emma pants as the black-haired girl lifts her head up from below the blonde's waist. She cleans her mouth off with her tongue, getting the last few drops of Emma from the corners of her mouth.

The blonde reaches down next and runs her fingers through Jenna's hair, messier now than before they went to her room.

Jenna had a harsh upbringing. Like most gang leaders, she inherited the business from her father as her parents' only child. Although, when she was younger, they sensed her sexuality was more fluid between the genders than most. Her father heavily disapproved of it.

This led to hatred for her father and the cleansing of men when he finally passed. She disposed of her father's previous workers: all males. With the help of Sadie and Natalia, she built an empire of women, through which she met Sabrina.

She and Sabrina became friends... well, a little more than friends, but cannot date because of their occupations. Especially since Sabrina lives in Greece. Before Jenna became interested in Emma, the two frequented each other's mansions when they were lonely, although Sabrina is more vocal about her loneliness than Jenna.

After having sex with Emma, she doesn't know if this outright means they will date. Seeing her relationship with Sabrina, it could be purely for sex. Or maybe it will grow into something more. But for now, she's worn Emma out and is focused on caring for her.

"Do you have water?" Emma asks after lying in Jenna's arms for an hour.

"Of course," she answers. She reaches over for her walkie, "Bring me a bottle of water. Leave it outside the room."

"Right away," Sawyer answers.

"Do you ever actually get stuff for yourself?" Emma questions. It comes off a bit harsh, but she's just genuinely asking.

"Yeah, uh... I do, I..."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it like that," the blonde apologizes, "Your life is just so different."

Jenna frowns, "Yeah... Sometimes I wish it wasn't like this."

"Why can't it be?"

The gang leader sighs, "I mean, I can't really leave this life. It's dangerous."

"Bella said that too."

"I mean, she's right," the black-haired girl answers.

"So why do you do it then?" Emma questions.

"Well, this is all I've ever known. I grew up in this life. Private tutors come to the mansion for school. Never going out in public, my father away at business, I don't think I would know how to be 'normal'," Jenna explains. Emma stays silent. She's thinking about the situation. She wants to date Jenna, but she still can't wrap her head around the fact that Jenna's occupation is dangerous.

And Hollywood, she can't just leave that all behind. And the paparazzi would definitely find out about Jenna and what would happen then? Jenna could be exposed.

"What's on your mind?" she asks Emma.

"I... I want to be with you, Jenna, I do. But I can't be a part of this life. And I can't leave my career behind," the girl says. Her voice is soft and it hurts her to say it, knowing the words are stabbing Jenna in the heart.

Jenna could give up right now. She could just send Emma away, but she's no quitter. Hell, just a couple of weeks ago she was moments away from death, trying to disengage the bomb on Sadie's rooftop.

"What if we figure something out? I like you, Emma and I don't want to give up on the idea of us because of my job," she says, "I bet you I could make it work, we just have to try."