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grumpybear1031) wrote2008-05-28 02:02 pm
Snowed In Part 2
Fandom: WMC
Pairing: Jill/Cindy (with a little Lindsay)
Summary: Sometimes being snowed in can be fun...
Disclaimer: I don't own them (unfortunately). Just borrowing them for my own amusement. Not beta read so the mistakes are all mine.
Rating: R for now but may quickly go NC-17
Archive: ralst if you really want it go for it..
(Part 1)
As she positioned herself in the driver’s seat and turned the key Lindsay pondered what she had done to get herself into such a predicament. The feeling of Cindy’s arms firmly around her waist was already driving her mad. She had always had feelings for the young reporter but never gave them enough thought and after figuring out Jill had fallen hard for Cindy she had decided it would be best to forget them all together. She had even forced herself to leave her at the hospital after she was shot, making up some lame excuse about having to meet Pete so that Jill could finally talk to Cindy about her feelings. She had assumed Jill’s reluctance to talk about their conversation that night meant that things hadn’t gone well or Cindy didn’t return the blonde’s affections, now however she wasn’t so sure. There seemed to be some unspoken communication going on between the two of them.
“Hey Linz?” Cindy nudged her friend from behind.
“Yeah.” Lindsay heard her own voice crack as she tried to recover from the feeling of Cindy’s warm breath on her neck.
“Are we just going to sit here or are you going to hit the gas. Jill already left.” Cindy smiled into the taller woman’s jacket. As much as Cindy hated to admit it Jill was right. This was fun.
“Oh shit, sorry.” She apologized as she gave the sled some gas and they took off across the field after Jill. It was only a matter of minutes before Lindsay felt cold hands slipping underneath her jacket. “Shit Cindy, what happened to your gloves.” She yelled over her shoulder trying to be heard over the sled’s engine.
“Sorry I must have dropped them in the barn. They’re really cold can I keep them here? Please.” Cindy fought back a giggle knowing that she had purposely dropped her gloves in the barn. Giving her the perfect excuse to slip her hands under the inspector’s jacket.
“Sure, but if you’re cold we can go back.” Lindsay replied as she tried to force her body not to respond to the hands now warming themselves not only inside her jacket but pressed firmly against the smooth skin of her stomach. The cold did nothing to stop the heat she was beginning to feel in the most inappropriate places.
A half an hour into the ride she felt Cindy snuggle even closer into her back. “No problem I can handle this, she’s just cold” she tried to convince herself. However at that same moment she felt the younger woman’s hands shift upward slightly leaving a trail of heat as they moved. When Cindy’s thumbs began to softly caress her breast through the thin silk of her bra, Lindsay almost lost control of the snowmobile, the same snowmobile that was making her situation even worse due to the constant vibration of the engine.
“Linz, you’re shaking. If you’re cold let’s head back.” Cindy spoke close to the brunette’s ear sending even more shivers of desire coursing down her body.
“The cold has nothing to do with it.” She mumbled to herself before bringing the sled to a full stop.
“What’s up ladies?” Jill inquired as she pulled up next to them. Her cheeks were red, her eyes shining a brilliant shade of blue and Lindsay thought that in that moment Jill looked absolutely adorable. “Are we heading back.? I hope so cause I am freezing my skinny ass off.” She laughed.
“Yeah I think we should, Lindsay is cold too, she’s been shaking for the last ten minutes.” Cindy winked conspiratorially at Jill.
“Cindy with where your hands seem to be I seriously doubt her shivering has anything to do with the cold. See ya back at the cabin.” Jill waved and took off before Lindsay could respond.
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“Ten bucks says that’s a cold shower she’s taking up there.” Jill smiled as she handed Cindy a mug of hot chocolate.
“Jill we really should tell her.”
“I know but really Cindy, she and I have been friends for years, you would think she would have put things together by now. We spend all our time together, she called you last week and I answered the phone at 7 AM. How many more clues does she need? For a decorated police inspector she really can be kind of dense. I mean Claire figured it out right away.” Jill replied as she settled herself on Cindy’s lap.
Placing her hot chocolate on the end table Cindy looked up into Jill’s blue eyes and again found herself lost in their depths. “You are so beautiful. I’m the luckiest girl in the world.”
There weren’t too many people that could make Jill Bernhardt blush but Cindy Thomas was one of them. The way the young woman looked at her sometimes made Jill think that Cindy could see right into her heart. A heart she had long ago built walls around to protect, but when Cindy looked at her the way she was right now Jill could feel those walls crumble.
“No, Cindy I’m the lucky one. I still can’t believe that you love me. I just wish it hadn’t taken so long for me to tell you how I felt. I almost lost you. I would have never forgiven myself …” Jill’s voice cracked with emotion and she could feel the tears that were threatening to fall as that horrible day flashed into her mind.
“Jill stop. I’m right here, with you. It’ll take more than some lovesick teenager with bad aim to get rid of me.” She reassured Jill as she reached up and wiped the tear falling silently down Jill’s cheek. “I love you Jill. You have me, heart and soul, for as long as you’ll have me.”
“Promise” Jill whispered as she kissed Cindy tenderly.
“I promise.” The younger woman purred before she returned Jill’s tender kiss with a deeper embrace. Placing a hand behind Jill’s neck, so as not to break contact for even a second, she expertly maneuvered them both into a prone position on the couch. Cindy could feel Jill’s delicate hands slip beneath the sweater she was wearing. She was barely able to stifle the moan that escaped her lips as Jill’s palm brushed over her hardened nipple.
Jill’s tongue searched for hers passionately, filled with desire, she reached for the hem of Jill’s top tugging on it trying to pull it off with out losing the contact her body so desperately needed. Pulling away slowly Jill trailed her tongue down Cindy’s neck, before allowing the younger woman to pull her shirt off and whip it across the room.
“Your turn.” Jill purred seductively as she removed Cindy’s sweater and bra and tossed it.
Returning to her position, she nibbled lightly on Cindy’s ear, knowing full well that this drove the younger woman crazy. Moving down slowly she trailed her kisses down Cindy’s neck over her collarbone till her lips found a firm nipple, using her teeth she tugged lightly on the soft flesh. For her efforts she was rewarded with a soft moan from the smaller woman, a moan that caused Jill’s body to react in the most enjoyable of ways.
Neither of them took notice when Lindsay walked into the room. Unable to move she just stood there watching.
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Can't wait to see, please tell me you are going to follow this up soon xxx
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Ya know, I don't think we'd complain if Lindsay just happened to join in....See the icon?? It should look very familiar to you....*hint hint*
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*coughs* I mean, the story rocks =]
Damn you, ralst, making my fingers type things.
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I've been bugging inspectorboxer to do a triad piece...
glad someone's on the same wavelength with me
;)
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As for part 2... Yowsa!
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:)
and... so... are you too going to indulge my longing for multiple shippy goodness?
hehehehehe
;;poke, poke, poke::
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I had a sneaking suspicion Lindsay might walk in on them... now what will she do, I wonder?
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please? pretty please?
Just wanted to say
(Anonymous) 2008-08-03 07:21 am (UTC)(link)thanks much
(Anonymous) 2008-09-28 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)no subject