Treacherous Temptations [Chaennie]

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Her chin rested gently against the silky brown hair, each breath making strands flutter softly. Their bodies were warm, huddled together under the duvet beneath which they had crawled an hour earlier. Roseanne's eyes were closed as she focused on the feel of the other woman in her arms. The way her arm was draped across her stomach. The way her breath ticked her neck. The way her thigh was thrown over her waist, pulling their bodies even closer together. The way her heart beat, slow and steady, against her side.

"What's the time?" Roseanne whispered into the dimly lit bedroom, her fingers slowly stroking the smooth skin of Jennie's bare back.

The brunette rolled over to reach her phone on the bedside table, clicked the home button, and returned to Roseanne's embrace.

"Just gone 2am," she said, stifling a yawn.

There was a heavy sigh.

"I have to get back," Roseanne said. "I wish I could stay but I always make sure I'm there to get Oliver ready for school before I leave for work."

"Of course," Jennie nodded, sitting up and running a hand through her hair.

"I want to stay," Roseanne repeated.

"I know," Jennie assured, turning around and smiling softly at the naked woman still lying on her bed. "Oliver's your son though and you should be with him."

Roseanne nodded and pushed herself up and off the bed. She glanced around the room for the clothes discarded hours earlier, before her eyes landed on a few pieces of card taped to the wall.

"What are they?" Roseanne asked, turning back to Jennie.

"Colour samples," the brunette admitted.

"For the bedroom we finished painting last week?" Roseanne frowned.

Jennie blushed at having to explain her reasoning and was glad the bedroom was still dark. "I didn't think I could live in a room that reminded me of you if I couldn't have you. In fact, this evening I apparently decided I couldn't live in the same state."

"Well now you have me," Roseanne said, leaning down and placing a kiss to Jennie's lips. "So these," she said, reaching up to pull the colour charts from the wall, "can go in the trash. And when I leave, you can unpack. Ok?"

Jennie laughed and nodded. "Ok."

Roseanne got dressed quickly, putting an extra wiggle in her hips as she pulled up her jeans just because she knew Jennie was watching. When the tank top fell back over the toned abdomen, Jennie stood from the bed and walked, naked, into her bathroom and returned seconds later with a silken black gown tied around her waist.

"God, you're sexy," Roseanne remarked, tugging her jacket back on.

"So are you," Jennie grinned as she watched the blonde try and finger comb her sex tangled hair.

Roseanne crossed the room and kissed Jennie soundly, their tongues meeting instantly as their arms encircled one another.

"We have to keep this quiet," Roseanne said as she pulled away. "At work. People can't know we're seeing each other. Jun-ho won't like it at all and the rest of the guys will be a nightmare, trust me. I know it's going to be hard but we have to pretend like everything is normal."

"I get it," Jennie replied. "I don't want to, but I know we have to keep this, us, a secret."

"I don't want to either but it's for the best," Roseanne said. "At least for now."

"Are you coming back to work tomorrow?" Jennie asked.

"I have a meeting with the doc first thing. If he approves me for duty, I'll be at the firehouse by 9 o'clock."