Discipline
Discipline
(Continuation from Tag Sale, just the characters)
Summary: They set some rules and had a hard time following them. Warning: A lot of sexual innuendos.
Words: 2400+ || I suck being on hiatus
Who were they kidding? A little game of discipline had only made them want more. The complete opposite of what their goal was.
On a lazy Saturday afternoon, just after they had sex (again), Tiffany suggested to Jessica that it would be best if they could slow it down, in fear that they could get bored of each other soon. She didn’t want that to happen.
Ofcourse, Jessica reacted differently to it. She rolled her eyes at her and said some unintelligible words. Way to ruin the wonderful mood, she thought. Tiffany could only smile weakly.
After sulking for a few minutes, a devilish smile was spread across Jessica’s face. Tiffany knew of that look too well. She sighed and asked her girlfriend what was on her mind, seeing she was asking for it indirectly.
“I agree with you, babe. We’ll have some ground rules. Take this as a little game of ours. Let’s say you failed in following them, you’ll have to do whatever I say for a week. For example, do my laundry and all of the trivial stuff.” The look on Jessica’s face remained. Her eyes lit whenever she came up with a plan.
Tiffany pursed her lips together and narrowed her eyes at her girlfriend. Contemplating on Jessica’s suggestion. But it did sound like a good idea and a fun one at that. Imagining Jessica as her slave did turn her on weirdly.
“Deal. Kitten, I’ll have you know that I’m the queen of control.” Tiffany said proudly. Except for that tag sale day where her hormones went wild and could not be controlled. God, did they have so much fun with the toys. So. Much. Fun.
Jessica rose from the couch and laughed airily. She stretched her limbs in the air and yawned. “We’ll see about that. I’ll be making the rules since I made this up.”
“That’s not fair!” Tiffany protested and leaned forward on the couch.
“Life’s unfair.” Jessica laughed and walked into the bathroom.
**
Rule #1: No kissing
“This is absurd!” Tiffany complained after seeing what Jessica had written on a paper.
“Forfeit?” Jessica smirked, glancing up at her distraught looking girlfriend. “Aw puppy, I’ll be lenient on my wants.”
Tiffany huffed. “Not a chance. But I only suggested that we’ll take it slow on our ‘activities’.” She made an airquote on the word ‘activities’ with her fingers.
This made Jessica laughed for two seconds. It looked ridiculous. “You could just say it. Sex. Fucking each other. And all the things we’ve done together.” She put on a uncharacteristic innocent smile and was already thinking on the second rule.
She always had been frank and very subtle with it. She made regret sound like a little thing that was closed to non-existence. Tiffany loved and hated her for that. “How does kissing got to do with that? You expect us to not kiss?!”
“It’s only a week.”
“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO IF I CAN’T KISS YOU?! FINE, I’LL SAY IT. I LIKE KISSING YOU GODDAMN IT.” Tiffany began yelling in disbelief. It was as if she’ll die if she didn’t kiss Jessica or something like that.
“US KISSING ALWAYS LEAD TO SEX, TIFFANY. KISSING EQUALS SEX. DO YOU WANT TO QUIT?!” Jessica’s voice was raised too but she only did it because it was so funny how Tiffany was reacting.
“NO!” Being Jessica’s slave would be tiresome and hell-like, Tiffany remembered.
“CAN WE STOP YELLING AT EACH OTHER?”
“CAN THIS START TOMORROW? BECAUSE I JUST WANT TO KISS YOU RIGHT NOW.” Tiffany planned to make use of the leftover time super well.
“Okay.” Jessica grinned, threw the pen away across the table and was attacked with Tiffany’s urgent kisses.
**
Rule #2: No wearing revealing clothing or clothes that makes want to rip each other’s clothes off
This was Tiffany’s rule. Jessica agreed to have some fairness in the game. Or whatever it was called. It had been on Tiffany’s mind for quite sometime.
She knew Jessica loved wearing a V-low cut shirt, intentionally and unintentionally showing her cleavage. And that was why the rule was implemented. Jessica had many of them because every time she wore it, Tiffany would either stretch it or rip it apart due to lack of patience. What queen of control?
“That means no wearing of your favourite kind of shirt.” Tiffany pointed accusingly at Jessica.
Jessica looked down to her chest, failing to see what was wrong with the choice of clothing. “Why?”
“You know why.” Tiffany said solemnly. Because it meant she won’t get to see Jessica wearing it anymore. She did love the look on Jessica. Sadly, she loved taking it off from Jessica more.
But for a moment, Jessica didn’t really know why until the next minute. She was then remembered the times when she had to buy new ones. A sly smile was tugging the corners of her lips.
In the end, Jessica complied and began wearing baggy clothes. At least, it still felt as comfortable as the shirt. Unbeknownst to Tiffany, Jessica had another idea. An idea that could make her girlfriend crazy. She’ll use it when the time is right.
With that, Jessica told her, “Five rules only. You get to make up one more and the rest are mine.”
“Fine.” Tiffany saw to it that there was no arguing with her about it. Jessica always had a way in winning. Therefore there was no way she was going to lose this one.
Then the two discussed about the rest of the rules like it was some kind of will they were making.
**
Rule #3: No skin contact
Just another of Tiffany’s rule. Jessica simply laughed off at her decision.
“Are you sure?” Jessica asked and placed with her feet on the arm of the sofa, hands behind her head.
“I should be asking you but I made the rule. You have the tendency to cling on me.” Tiffany said, smirking a little.
Jessica scoffed and ignored her. She turned on her side to face the sofa and tried to nap.
“Are you upset, kitten?” Tiffany neared the couch and bent down to her knees, rubbing Jessica’s back. “Want me to massage you? You had a long day at work.” She said in a hush tone and stopped rubbing.
Then Jessica shifted to face Tiffany, smiling a little. “Even if it means that you’ll break your self-made rule?”
“I’m not touching your skin. The only thing separating me and going against the rule is this piece of clothing.” Tiffany tugged at the Jessica’s shirt. “So I’m safe.”
Jessica rolled her eyes and sat upright. “Do your magic.” She demanded. Tiffany sat next to her and began massaging her slowly and almost sensually. “God..” Jessica let out a soft reply, head almost lolling back, liking the comfort.
Tiffany smiled, knowing which areas that could make her girlfriend want more than just a massage. It was definitely tempting to slip her hands under Jessica’s shirt. But rules were rules.
The other day, Tiffany went on a window shopping and saw a dress she liked on display. Maybe she’ll get Jessica to buy it. She knew Jessica was a frugal type of person and to have her spend on an expensive dress would be satisfying.
“Just say it that you want more.” Tiffany whispered into Jessica’s ears, squeezing her shoulders lightly.
“I…” Jessica turned her head to look at Tiffany in the eye. “I’ll win.” She gave a teasing smile and leaned back against the couch. “And you’ll have to handle Hyungdon all alone for a week.”
Hyundon was their neighbour, a mechanic and who happened to have the hots for the both of them. And he wasn’t ashamed to show it. He once did come in naked in their apartment, thinking that the girls wanted to have threesome just after they asked him to repair the sink.
Tiffany’s eyes widened in fear. “No freaking way.”
“Yes freaking way, puppy.” Jessica patted Tiffany’s cheeks with a paper and stood up from the couch. “I’m ordering pizza.”
**
Ten minutes later, Jessica came out naked of the bedroom. The apple fell out of Tiffany’s mouth onto the ground. Tiffany’s eyes were just burning in delight and in complete astonishment.
“What the hell, Jessica?!” Tiffany almost shrieked and still had her eyes locked on Jessica. It was hard for her to just look at Jessica in the eye. Her cheeks reddened quickly.
A sly smile was spread across Jessica’s face and sat next to Tiffany. She leaned forward to the coffee table and grabbed an apple. “You dropped your apple by the way.” She wiped the apple with a tissue and then ate it in an alluring way, making soft slurping sounds.
Tiffany wanted to cover her up. But at the same time, she wanted to touch her so badly. It was crazily tempting. So all she did was stare in shock, and her body was still stiffened.
“JESSICA!” Tiffany yelled hysterically. The same kind of tone she used the other day when Jessica told her that they couldn’t kiss.
“You made the rule. No revealing clothes. Not naked.” The grin on Jessica’s face grew every second.
“I could just strangle you right now.”
“And you’ll lose for touching me. Plus, you made that rule too.” Jessica said smugly. “But hey, you’ll lose anyways in the end.”
Tiffany really wanted to strangle her though. But the want to touch her was a lot of goddamn greater. She let her eyes feasted up and down Jessica’s body in glorious nakedness.
No. No. No. No. Tiffany told herself. This was torturing her. Jessica was torturing her indirectly. She could feel herself growing warmer in the middle.
**
Rule #4: No Staring
“The fourth rule is no staring.” Jessica stated after chewing on the apple and crossed her legs. “You’re staring.”
Immediately, Tiffany looked away and let out a frustrated sigh. “You’re so evil, kitten.”
“Your only evil kitten.” Jessica said and smiled. “Surrender?” She moved closer to Tiffany. Her lips was so close to Tiffany’s, their skin almost touching each other.
“Never.” Tiffany whispered more confidently despite the crazy urge to kiss her. So close yet so far.
The two did feel the difficulty of this. It was getting harder to resist. And the fact that they had spent most of their time staring at each other, was going to add more of the frustrations. Sexual frustrations; specifically.
Despite of all of it, they had no sex for five days straight. Neighbours no longer complain, parents allowed their children to walk pass their apartment and greet them sometimes. Hyundon stopped making a bee-line in wanting to join them. The cranky grandmother did not hit the two girls with a stick unlike the past.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Jessica rose from the sofa and was going towards the door until Tiffany had a moment of panic in almost grabbing her wrist. So she shouted a ‘wait’.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Tiffany hissed. “You’re not going to open the door all naked and let the pizza guy see you? He’s going to pass out or have a heart attack while having a major boner! Or worst, the pizza falling out of his hands!” She said very quickly and ran her hand through her hair in desperation. This was very hard. Because the sight of Jessica’s back and beautiful derriere was so soooooo tantalizing.
“You’re kidding, right?” Jessica looked over her shoulder.
Tiffany swallowed hard. “NO. BUT I HOPE YOU ARE.”
Still, Jessica continued to walk towards the door. Seeing this, Tiffany ran into the bedroom, grabbed a blanket, and returned to the living room. The door was half-opened and Jessica’s body was suddenly wrapped with a blanket by Tiffany.
“Eh-yah!”
The pizza guy stuttered a “Hello”. His eyes bulging and fleeting between the two.
Tiffany let out a short nervous laugh while still having her arms around Jessica, holding the blanket intact. “I’ll get that.” Tiffany snatched the pizza box from the guy’s hand and then fished out few crumpled notes from her pocket.
The next second, the door was slammed shut and Tiffany slumped down against it, letting go of the blanket. Jessica was yet again, naked. She took the pizza from Tiffany with a teasing smile. Tiffany shot her an angry look.
“Thanks babe for paying. Even though I had already planned to use your money anyways.” Jessica confessed easily.
In response, Tiffany groaned and rolled her eyes at her. “What’s the last rule?” She asked in despair, on the verge of giving up.
Jessica opened the box and took a slice. “Hmmm. We can’t sleep with each other.”
Tiffany arched an eyebrow, not catching the literal meaning behind Jessica’s request.
“On bed. Sleeping next to each other. You’ll sleep on the couch.”
Tiffany opened her mouth but said nothing. She knew it was a battle that she was going to lose as always.
**
Rule #5: No sleeping with each other
So that night, Tiffany slept on the couch and woke up with a sore back in the morning.
This marked the sixth day of no sex. She felt proud. One more day and then she would win. After reading the note Jessica had left for a jog, she went to freshen up and brushed her teeth.
When she finished doing her work’s final touch ups on the computer, Jessica came back in a nick of time.
Her eyes immediately shot up to where Jessica was wiping her neck with a towel. And in that moment, Tiffany knew that she was screwed.
Jessica had always known that Tiffany had a thing for ponytails, the sweaty look after a work out, and necks, especially if it was Jessica’s. She winked at her.
Tiffany sighed heavily and closed her eyes. She calmly closed her laptop with a light thud. “Take off your clothes right now.” She demanded Jessica. “Because we’re going to have… a long, long hot shower together. ” God be damned with the rules, Tiffany said mentally.
A grin fell upon Jessica’s face, knowing that she won.
**
After the white flag was raised
“Whenever I want it, wherever I want it and however I want it. All right?” Jessica said before placing a chaste kiss on Tiffany’s lips. “Make me my voice hoarse. Make me numb. Make me super happy.”
Tiffany nodded. “Whatever you say, I’ll still love you.”
“It’s a win-win situation, puppy.” Jessica giggled. “A win-win situation.” She tapered off cheerily.
(Continuation from Tag Sale, just the characters)
Summary: They set some rules and had a hard time following them. Warning: A lot of sexual innuendos.
Words: 2400+ || I suck being on hiatus
Who were they kidding? A little game of discipline had only made them want more. The complete opposite of what their goal was.
On a lazy Saturday afternoon, just after they had sex (again), Tiffany suggested to Jessica that it would be best if they could slow it down, in fear that they could get bored of each other soon. She didn’t want that to happen.
Ofcourse, Jessica reacted differently to it. She rolled her eyes at her and said some unintelligible words. Way to ruin the wonderful mood, she thought. Tiffany could only smile weakly.
After sulking for a few minutes, a devilish smile was spread across Jessica’s face. Tiffany knew of that look too well. She sighed and asked her girlfriend what was on her mind, seeing she was asking for it indirectly.
“I agree with you, babe. We’ll have some ground rules. Take this as a little game of ours. Let’s say you failed in following them, you’ll have to do whatever I say for a week. For example, do my laundry and all of the trivial stuff.” The look on Jessica’s face remained. Her eyes lit whenever she came up with a plan.
Tiffany pursed her lips together and narrowed her eyes at her girlfriend. Contemplating on Jessica’s suggestion. But it did sound like a good idea and a fun one at that. Imagining Jessica as her slave did turn her on weirdly.
“Deal. Kitten, I’ll have you know that I’m the queen of control.” Tiffany said proudly. Except for that tag sale day where her hormones went wild and could not be controlled. God, did they have so much fun with the toys. So. Much. Fun.
Jessica rose from the couch and laughed airily. She stretched her limbs in the air and yawned. “We’ll see about that. I’ll be making the rules since I made this up.”
“That’s not fair!” Tiffany protested and leaned forward on the couch.
“Life’s unfair.” Jessica laughed and walked into the bathroom.
**
Rule #1: No kissing
“This is absurd!” Tiffany complained after seeing what Jessica had written on a paper.
“Forfeit?” Jessica smirked, glancing up at her distraught looking girlfriend. “Aw puppy, I’ll be lenient on my wants.”
Tiffany huffed. “Not a chance. But I only suggested that we’ll take it slow on our ‘activities’.” She made an airquote on the word ‘activities’ with her fingers.
This made Jessica laughed for two seconds. It looked ridiculous. “You could just say it. Sex. Fucking each other. And all the things we’ve done together.” She put on a uncharacteristic innocent smile and was already thinking on the second rule.
She always had been frank and very subtle with it. She made regret sound like a little thing that was closed to non-existence. Tiffany loved and hated her for that. “How does kissing got to do with that? You expect us to not kiss?!”
“It’s only a week.”
“WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO IF I CAN’T KISS YOU?! FINE, I’LL SAY IT. I LIKE KISSING YOU GODDAMN IT.” Tiffany began yelling in disbelief. It was as if she’ll die if she didn’t kiss Jessica or something like that.
“US KISSING ALWAYS LEAD TO SEX, TIFFANY. KISSING EQUALS SEX. DO YOU WANT TO QUIT?!” Jessica’s voice was raised too but she only did it because it was so funny how Tiffany was reacting.
“NO!” Being Jessica’s slave would be tiresome and hell-like, Tiffany remembered.
“CAN WE STOP YELLING AT EACH OTHER?”
“CAN THIS START TOMORROW? BECAUSE I JUST WANT TO KISS YOU RIGHT NOW.” Tiffany planned to make use of the leftover time super well.
“Okay.” Jessica grinned, threw the pen away across the table and was attacked with Tiffany’s urgent kisses.
**
Rule #2: No wearing revealing clothing or clothes that makes want to rip each other’s clothes off
This was Tiffany’s rule. Jessica agreed to have some fairness in the game. Or whatever it was called. It had been on Tiffany’s mind for quite sometime.
She knew Jessica loved wearing a V-low cut shirt, intentionally and unintentionally showing her cleavage. And that was why the rule was implemented. Jessica had many of them because every time she wore it, Tiffany would either stretch it or rip it apart due to lack of patience. What queen of control?
“That means no wearing of your favourite kind of shirt.” Tiffany pointed accusingly at Jessica.
Jessica looked down to her chest, failing to see what was wrong with the choice of clothing. “Why?”
“You know why.” Tiffany said solemnly. Because it meant she won’t get to see Jessica wearing it anymore. She did love the look on Jessica. Sadly, she loved taking it off from Jessica more.
But for a moment, Jessica didn’t really know why until the next minute. She was then remembered the times when she had to buy new ones. A sly smile was tugging the corners of her lips.
In the end, Jessica complied and began wearing baggy clothes. At least, it still felt as comfortable as the shirt. Unbeknownst to Tiffany, Jessica had another idea. An idea that could make her girlfriend crazy. She’ll use it when the time is right.
With that, Jessica told her, “Five rules only. You get to make up one more and the rest are mine.”
“Fine.” Tiffany saw to it that there was no arguing with her about it. Jessica always had a way in winning. Therefore there was no way she was going to lose this one.
Then the two discussed about the rest of the rules like it was some kind of will they were making.
**
Rule #3: No skin contact
Just another of Tiffany’s rule. Jessica simply laughed off at her decision.
“Are you sure?” Jessica asked and placed with her feet on the arm of the sofa, hands behind her head.
“I should be asking you but I made the rule. You have the tendency to cling on me.” Tiffany said, smirking a little.
Jessica scoffed and ignored her. She turned on her side to face the sofa and tried to nap.
“Are you upset, kitten?” Tiffany neared the couch and bent down to her knees, rubbing Jessica’s back. “Want me to massage you? You had a long day at work.” She said in a hush tone and stopped rubbing.
Then Jessica shifted to face Tiffany, smiling a little. “Even if it means that you’ll break your self-made rule?”
“I’m not touching your skin. The only thing separating me and going against the rule is this piece of clothing.” Tiffany tugged at the Jessica’s shirt. “So I’m safe.”
Jessica rolled her eyes and sat upright. “Do your magic.” She demanded. Tiffany sat next to her and began massaging her slowly and almost sensually. “God..” Jessica let out a soft reply, head almost lolling back, liking the comfort.
Tiffany smiled, knowing which areas that could make her girlfriend want more than just a massage. It was definitely tempting to slip her hands under Jessica’s shirt. But rules were rules.
The other day, Tiffany went on a window shopping and saw a dress she liked on display. Maybe she’ll get Jessica to buy it. She knew Jessica was a frugal type of person and to have her spend on an expensive dress would be satisfying.
“Just say it that you want more.” Tiffany whispered into Jessica’s ears, squeezing her shoulders lightly.
“I…” Jessica turned her head to look at Tiffany in the eye. “I’ll win.” She gave a teasing smile and leaned back against the couch. “And you’ll have to handle Hyungdon all alone for a week.”
Hyundon was their neighbour, a mechanic and who happened to have the hots for the both of them. And he wasn’t ashamed to show it. He once did come in naked in their apartment, thinking that the girls wanted to have threesome just after they asked him to repair the sink.
Tiffany’s eyes widened in fear. “No freaking way.”
“Yes freaking way, puppy.” Jessica patted Tiffany’s cheeks with a paper and stood up from the couch. “I’m ordering pizza.”
**
Ten minutes later, Jessica came out naked of the bedroom. The apple fell out of Tiffany’s mouth onto the ground. Tiffany’s eyes were just burning in delight and in complete astonishment.
“What the hell, Jessica?!” Tiffany almost shrieked and still had her eyes locked on Jessica. It was hard for her to just look at Jessica in the eye. Her cheeks reddened quickly.
A sly smile was spread across Jessica’s face and sat next to Tiffany. She leaned forward to the coffee table and grabbed an apple. “You dropped your apple by the way.” She wiped the apple with a tissue and then ate it in an alluring way, making soft slurping sounds.
Tiffany wanted to cover her up. But at the same time, she wanted to touch her so badly. It was crazily tempting. So all she did was stare in shock, and her body was still stiffened.
“JESSICA!” Tiffany yelled hysterically. The same kind of tone she used the other day when Jessica told her that they couldn’t kiss.
“You made the rule. No revealing clothes. Not naked.” The grin on Jessica’s face grew every second.
“I could just strangle you right now.”
“And you’ll lose for touching me. Plus, you made that rule too.” Jessica said smugly. “But hey, you’ll lose anyways in the end.”
Tiffany really wanted to strangle her though. But the want to touch her was a lot of goddamn greater. She let her eyes feasted up and down Jessica’s body in glorious nakedness.
No. No. No. No. Tiffany told herself. This was torturing her. Jessica was torturing her indirectly. She could feel herself growing warmer in the middle.
**
Rule #4: No Staring
“The fourth rule is no staring.” Jessica stated after chewing on the apple and crossed her legs. “You’re staring.”
Immediately, Tiffany looked away and let out a frustrated sigh. “You’re so evil, kitten.”
“Your only evil kitten.” Jessica said and smiled. “Surrender?” She moved closer to Tiffany. Her lips was so close to Tiffany’s, their skin almost touching each other.
“Never.” Tiffany whispered more confidently despite the crazy urge to kiss her. So close yet so far.
The two did feel the difficulty of this. It was getting harder to resist. And the fact that they had spent most of their time staring at each other, was going to add more of the frustrations. Sexual frustrations; specifically.
Despite of all of it, they had no sex for five days straight. Neighbours no longer complain, parents allowed their children to walk pass their apartment and greet them sometimes. Hyundon stopped making a bee-line in wanting to join them. The cranky grandmother did not hit the two girls with a stick unlike the past.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang. Jessica rose from the sofa and was going towards the door until Tiffany had a moment of panic in almost grabbing her wrist. So she shouted a ‘wait’.
“What do you think you’re doing?!” Tiffany hissed. “You’re not going to open the door all naked and let the pizza guy see you? He’s going to pass out or have a heart attack while having a major boner! Or worst, the pizza falling out of his hands!” She said very quickly and ran her hand through her hair in desperation. This was very hard. Because the sight of Jessica’s back and beautiful derriere was so soooooo tantalizing.
“You’re kidding, right?” Jessica looked over her shoulder.
Tiffany swallowed hard. “NO. BUT I HOPE YOU ARE.”
Still, Jessica continued to walk towards the door. Seeing this, Tiffany ran into the bedroom, grabbed a blanket, and returned to the living room. The door was half-opened and Jessica’s body was suddenly wrapped with a blanket by Tiffany.
“Eh-yah!”
The pizza guy stuttered a “Hello”. His eyes bulging and fleeting between the two.
Tiffany let out a short nervous laugh while still having her arms around Jessica, holding the blanket intact. “I’ll get that.” Tiffany snatched the pizza box from the guy’s hand and then fished out few crumpled notes from her pocket.
The next second, the door was slammed shut and Tiffany slumped down against it, letting go of the blanket. Jessica was yet again, naked. She took the pizza from Tiffany with a teasing smile. Tiffany shot her an angry look.
“Thanks babe for paying. Even though I had already planned to use your money anyways.” Jessica confessed easily.
In response, Tiffany groaned and rolled her eyes at her. “What’s the last rule?” She asked in despair, on the verge of giving up.
Jessica opened the box and took a slice. “Hmmm. We can’t sleep with each other.”
Tiffany arched an eyebrow, not catching the literal meaning behind Jessica’s request.
“On bed. Sleeping next to each other. You’ll sleep on the couch.”
Tiffany opened her mouth but said nothing. She knew it was a battle that she was going to lose as always.
**
Rule #5: No sleeping with each other
So that night, Tiffany slept on the couch and woke up with a sore back in the morning.
This marked the sixth day of no sex. She felt proud. One more day and then she would win. After reading the note Jessica had left for a jog, she went to freshen up and brushed her teeth.
When she finished doing her work’s final touch ups on the computer, Jessica came back in a nick of time.
Her eyes immediately shot up to where Jessica was wiping her neck with a towel. And in that moment, Tiffany knew that she was screwed.
Jessica had always known that Tiffany had a thing for ponytails, the sweaty look after a work out, and necks, especially if it was Jessica’s. She winked at her.
Tiffany sighed heavily and closed her eyes. She calmly closed her laptop with a light thud. “Take off your clothes right now.” She demanded Jessica. “Because we’re going to have… a long, long hot shower together. ” God be damned with the rules, Tiffany said mentally.
A grin fell upon Jessica’s face, knowing that she won.
**
After the white flag was raised
“Whenever I want it, wherever I want it and however I want it. All right?” Jessica said before placing a chaste kiss on Tiffany’s lips. “Make me my voice hoarse. Make me numb. Make me super happy.”
Tiffany nodded. “Whatever you say, I’ll still love you.”
“It’s a win-win situation, puppy.” Jessica giggled. “A win-win situation.” She tapered off cheerily.