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You found yourself at a saloon one Friday night, not that you didn't find yourself at one often. Your job was rather, well, emotionally scarring and energy depleting, you would say. Regardless of the fact that you had been doing this job for years, everyday took a toll on you. What was worse than your job, though, was that you felt alone. You felt so alone in this job and in life, and you couldn't talk to anyone about what you did or how you felt, so you didn't really talk to anyone, you didn't connect with anyone.
"Good evening sir, how may I assist you?" a woman asked strictly, staring with a frown at a man who was making his way over to her table.
"I have to admit, you're absolutely stunning, I can't keep my eyes off of you" the man mumbled, as he leaned on the back of the woman's chair.
The woman's face grew red with embarrassment. She was flattered by his statement, but taken back at how forward he was being.
"Well, thank you…I suppose" she said a little quieter.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing here alone, waiting for someone? Perhaps me?" the man grinned and spoke in a flirty tone. The woman's face grew colder.
"Sir, I appreciate the compliments, however, I believe you are being far too forward."
The man chuckled, "Come on now darlin', there is no need to be so uptight, loosen up and enjoy the night. I'm not harming anyone." The woman had grown tired of this man the second he walked her way. It seemed that at times she attracted people easily, for this wasn't the first time an unwanted man was this forward with her. Her eyebrows furrowed as she stood up from her chair and faced the man, towering over him. "Now listen here you scoundrel, if you cannot contain yourself like the gentleman you claim you are, I have no other choice but to remove myself from this situation" she growled, as a lady would. The man was not phased by her words as he moved closer to her and grabbed her waist.
The woman was caught off guard at his bold action, and her stern demeanour dropped slightly, she was nervous. She was always so confident and so sure, she was never one to back down. She was known as the metallic lady, not to her knowledge, though. She was strong and kept her iron walls up, she would never let anyone, let alone a low life man, get to her. Lately though, she had been struggling, she had been faltering.
"Let..me..go" the woman said, trying her hardest to sound unphased as she pushed at the man's arms. He didn’t let go, instead he stood tall and whispered in her ear.
"You are a tall, feisty woman, I like that in the bedroom."
The woman was absolutely disgusted by the man's behavior, and she tried even harder to shove him off of her.
"How dare you speak to me in such a way? I'll have you know that I am a respectable lady of higher society. Now, I said let me go!"
She desperately tried to pull away from the man, but she couldn't move very well. He didn't look very strong, but apparently he was stronger than her. Her blood started to boil at the mans audacity, and a low growl crept up her throat.
The man crept closer to her and whispered again, "Such a shame that an attractive lady like yourself has to play hard to get."
Suddenly, the man moved from the woman's ear to her lips and reached up to kiss her, not giving her a chance to say or do anything. The woman's eyes went wide as she felt the mans lips on hers, and she tried so hard not to gag. She was furious that a gross man would ever think she would want him, let alone take what he wanted without permission.
She pulled away from him with all her strength and hollered, "Enough!"
She lifted her foot and kicked the man in the groin, hoping he would back off. The man was somehow unphased by her kick, and he pulled her back towards him, determined to get what he wanted. Her kick was not hard enough it seemed, and she felt hopeless as she struggled to get away from him. She nervously looked around the saloon. It was a busy spot, but nobody seemed to be paying attention, or maybe they just didn't care. The woman felt helpless and terrified, which she had only felt a handful of times in her life. She wanted to cry as she thought that she may have to do something drastic.
You were lost in your drink, swirling it around and taking a big gulp. Your eyes panned around the saloon, ugh, there were too many intoxicated men. Halfway across the saloon, you spotted a tall woman dressed in black, a woman that you couldn't miss, as if your eyes were drawn to her and were unable to move elsewhere. She was wrapped in a mans arms, but you remembered seeing her sitting with a different man earlier, and then at one point she was sitting alone. Your face knit in confusion. She looked familiar to you, but you couldn't quite place why. She was pale with raven hair, dressed in all black. She had a stern looking demeanour and a confident stature, and yet she looked like she was scared. She reminded you of someone from your childhood. Could it be? As you were lost in your thoughts, the woman's eyes met yours. They were big, blue, piercing, and, terrified? You fell out of your daydream and landed back into reality, hard, as you watched the woman try to push the man off of her. You finally concluded that the man was not wanted by her, it was obvious. He brought his hand up to the woman's mouth and muffled her words, just as she tried to say something. The woman looked to you again with pleading eyes, and you knew she needed help. You abandoned your drink, patting a secret pocket in your dress to make sure you knew where your weapon was, just in case.
You walked over to the woman and the man and looked up at her, then at him. He didn't notice you, but the woman did, as she tried to mumble something to you. You reached up and grasped the mans hand, removing it from her mouth.
"Let the lady talk, sir" you said sternly.
The man turned to you, a shocked and angry expression falling over his face.
"How dare you interrupt me and my lady's fun!"
You heard some men in the back who were witnessing the situation, laughing over the man's actions.
"Your lady?" you asked, raising an eyebrow at him.
The man smiled, "Why of course. We're having a good time tonight, isn't that right, honey?"
The man looked to the woman again, still holding her close. You also averted your gaze to the woman's. Her eyes were now watery, but she wasn't one to ever let someone see her cry, you knew that. She didn't say anything, and she wouldn't look at him, only at you. Her eyes pierced yours, as if she could see inside of you and knew your whole being, perhaps she did. Those eyes brought back memories, joyful memories. You nodded slightly at the woman and proceeded to dig your nails into the mans hands, pulling them away from her waist.
"Ah! What the hell are you doing?" the man gasped loudly.
You stood in between the man and the woman, peering up at the man.
You almost growled at him, "The lady does not want to be around you, sir. Please leave."
The man's expression turned enraged again as he stood taller, he looked like he wanted to fight. He huffed and averted his gaze back to the woman, a smug look on his face.
"Your little lady friend here was enjoying my company" he mused.
Again, you heard people in the back laugh at his antics.
Your fists tightened by your sides in anger, "The lady doesn't want to be in your company" you growled.
You felt the woman's gaze on you from behind, there was a bit of relief and gratitude on her face.
"I think she was very much enjoying her time with me" the man smiled. Your jaw clenched, how stupid was this man?
"Sir, are you oblivious? Or do you perhaps enjoy assaulting women?" you asked.
The man's smile dropped, "Look, it was just one quick kiss! There is nothing wrong with that, ladies love some attention."
Your eyes widened as he confessed to kissing her against her will. You also found his comments to be incredibly insulting.
"Not all lady's like a man's attention" you grit at him.
The man looked at you with a smirk on his face, "I know plenty of ladies who enjoy attention from a gentleman. Are you not taken, pretty one?"
You had had enough, this was so insulting, so tiring, and so god damn annoying.
You rolled your eyes at him, "I'd never let a man touch me, pretty one."
The man laughed as he stumbled towards you, "Please, let lose and have some fun, woman."
A smirk crept up on your face, oh, you'd have some fun.
"I am quite enjoying myself now, actually" you sarcastically replied.
The man, who was clearly way too intoxicated, smiled and winked at you.
"Glad you think so, little miss."
You sighed and rolled your eyes at him as you turned around to face the woman.
You craned your neck to look up at her, "Shall we go, my lady?"
The woman fought back tears as she looked down at you and nodded.
Somehow, she spoke with composure, "Yes, I do believe we should."
You nodded back at her and went to lead her out of the saloon as you saw the man move closer to her in your peripheral vision.
"And where do you think you are going, sweetheart?" he asked hastily.
You moved fast to stand in between the man and woman again, staring up at the man with fire in your eyes.
"Oh, am I interrupting something here?" he asked sarcastically.
"In fact you are" you spat at him.
The man laughed again and smirked at the woman, "I'm sure your lady friend would like to stay."
The woman didn't hold back on giving him a disgusted look, she never would.
You smiled at the man, "Ah. So you are just straight up stupid" you mused.
The man frowned down at you, "You are the stupid one. Clearly, my lady here is enjoying my presence." Your eyebrows quirked up, "and blind" you muttered.
The man chuckled dismissively as he reached to grab the woman by her waist again. You immediately grabbed for your coffin handled bowie knife and pulled it out of your dress, forcing it against his neck before he could reach the woman. The men in the back ceased their laughter as the man froze and slowly looked down at the knife.
"I wouldn't touch her if I were you" you seethed.
The man's face was now filled with hesitation and fear, it made you happy. He looked over at the woman, then back at you, and he slowly retracted his hand.
"I guess I will be leaving now." You held your knife against his neck until he turned and walked away.
You spun around to face the woman and she looked down at you with her mouth open, as if she could not believe what had just happened.
She stuttered, "I… I cannot thank you enough my lady. I do not know how to repay you for protecting me."
You smiled and bowed, "No payment needed, my lady."
You couldn't help but notice the woman blush a bit as a small smile crept up onto her face.
"Well, you are just too kind" she spoke joyfully, but quietly. You looked around the saloon, men were still staring at you both, surprised at the turn of the show.
"Care to take a walk, my lady?" you said, reaching out for her hand.
You could see something in the woman's eyes as she looked into yours, hopefully it was relief.
"I would like that very much, yes" she smirked.
The woman took your hand and you lead her out of the saloon, finally.
You and the woman walked down the dark, dimly lit street in silence. You lead her to a bench under a tall, beautiful filled out tree. You gestured for the woman to sit down, and you followed. There was silence for a moment as you both looked up at the night sky, then you heard her speak.
"Thank you, for everything you did. You were incredibly brave, I cannot thank you enough. When that man kissed me I just, I felt so scared."
She sounded so timid, but rightfully so, she just went through something traumatic. You found it odd though, the girl you knew from your childhood was so cold looking, so serious, so stern, so sure, so metallic.
You couldn't believe that the man had kissed her, oh, you should've put your knife right through him!
You looked at the stunning woman, "Of course my lady, it's my pleasure, truly."
The woman nodded and averted your gaze as she looked up at the beautiful tree, full of small blossoms and the night sky, full of many far away stars.
"I must ask, what is your name?" the woman spoke, unsure.
You had kept your gaze on her, and she finally looked back at you. She had so many questions, you were a mystery to her.
"You can call me Silla" you smiled.
The woman's brows knitted, and she looked away.
"And what is your story, Silla?"
You took a deep breath, pondering over what you wanted to tell her, more like what you could tell her. Although, if she was who you thought she was, she already knew you.
"I go to saloons often, my job is very draining. I'm not very personable, I have my reasons. I live to protect people, it is my duty."
The woman pondered, that didn't tell her much about you, but still, she was incredibly grateful. She looked you up and down, an unreadable expression on her face.
"What is your job, if I may ask?"
You chuckled as you looked down at the ground, "If I told you, I'd have to kill you."
The woman's face fell at your words, and you couldn't help but laugh.
You continued, "May I ask why you were at the saloon alone?"
You watched the woman's lips perse, before she looked down at her lap.
"I was with my brother. We were talking about…well, something that he doesn't approve of nor want to deal with. So, he left."
Your eyebrows knit together. Something he didn't approve of? That sounded like Edward.
"I see" you said quietly.
You took in the woman's face as she was silent. Her face was long with high cheekbones, she had a high hair line, and she was white as a ghost with a scar on her upper lip. Her hair was darker than the night, she was truly beautiful. You could say that she was magnetic.
You smiled, it was funny really, how you had reunited with a long lost friend in such a way.
The woman caught you staring at her and straightened up in her seat, "What?" she asked.
You smiled wider, "I missed you, Jane."
Jane looked at you like you had two heads, she was so utterly confused. Had you been stalking her? Why would you know her and she not know you?
In her defence, you looked a lot different than you used to. Your hair was light when you were younger, but it had darkened over time. Your build was much more defined than it used to be, and you were way more tired looking than you were at one point.
Jane stuttered, surprised, "You- you know my name?"
You chuckled, "I do. We were such good friends when we were children."
Jane tilted her head at you, eyebrows knitted together.
"Drusilla Hartman" was all that you offered.
You watched as Jane's mouth opened and eyebrows raised slowly, her eyes scanning your face.
"Drusilla?" she said in question, hardly believing that it was really you.
When you were children, you two lived next door to each other. You used to play in the gardens and with the animals everyday, you used to be very close. Jane was always bossy, dominant, and kept most things to herself, but she was a great listener, and you had a better connection with her than anyone else you had ever met. One day, your parents decided to move suddenly, never telling you why. You had a hunch that it had something to do with you, but you never knew what.
You smiled, "Yes Jane, it's me."
Jane licked her lips in thought as she looked deep into your green eyes, yes, yes, it was you. She leaned over and wrapped her arms around you, pulling you into her. You startled at the contact, but didn't hesitate to embrace her.
"Oh, in such a horrible way we had to reunite" she mumbled.
You took a deep breath, "No worries Jane, I'm just happy that you're safe."
She pulled back and smiled at you, still holding on to your arms.
"Jane" you heard a man call out, and your hand flew down to pull your knife out again.
"Jane Murdstone" a man yelled, and Jane whipped around to find her brother.
"Edward" she said in a shocked tone.
"Jane, I was searching for you. Why are you out here?" he asked in a controlling manner.
She took a deep breath, "I grew tired of the saloon, so I came out for some air."
Edward didn't say anything, then he glanced over at you and back to Jane.
"I'm retiring for the night, do you wish to come?" Jane looked at you, then back at him.
"I will be home shortly, brother." Edward nodded before looking at you again.
"What are you doing out here with her?" he asked, gesturing to you.
"I'm just reuniting with an old friend Edward. You must remember Drusilla" she smiled.
He looked you up and down before nodding.
"Yes, how do you do Drusilla?"
You offered him a small smile, "Very good Edward, and you?"
Edward nodded, "Very well, thank you."
He then turned to leave, but not before telling Jane he would be expecting her soon.
Jane was quiet after Edward left. You watched as she stared up at the stars, biting her lower lip, a worried look on her face.
"What has you upset, Jane?" you asked quietly and reluctantly, not wanting to pry.
She looked over at you, "I'm worried that my brother thinks ill of me" she frowned.
"I confessed something to him recently, and he hasn't taken it well."
Your eyebrows furrowed, "I'm sorry, Jane."
She smiled timidly, seemingly wanting to tell you more. Everything inside of her was screaming for her to keep her secret, but she knew that you must have found it odd how her brother was so concerned about you sitting with her. Her eyes told you that she wanted to tell you more, they were fearful, but in a different way than they were in the saloon. You smiled at her warmly. Jane opened her mouth, and then closed it again.
You took her hand in yours and whispered, "It's alright Jane, you're alright."
A silent moment went by and you watched as a tear ran down her cheek, before she wiped the evidence away. You knew that this wasn't the Jane that you used to know and love. Yet, she was still Jane, and you still loved her.
She wouldn't look at you as she spoke.
"Drusilla, I- I do not enjoy the company of men" she confessed almost in a whisper.
You tilted your head, you didn't either, but what did she mean by that?
"Yes, I don't enjoy their company either" you chuckled.
She shook her head, "No, I mean, I am not attracted to men Drusilla, I am attracted to women."
Your breath picked up as your eyes went wide and you stared up at her, blinking a few times. You couldn't believe what she had just confessed. She was, the same as you? Jane looked at you before she turned her head quickly, sighing and beginning to stand. You pulled at the sleeve of her dress lightly, hoping she would stay seated. She did, and you cupped her cheek.
"Jane, that's amazing. I'm so happy for you" you smiled, then you pulled her into a tight hug.
You could tell that Jane was conflicted as you hugged her, yet she hugged you back.
"It is?" she mumbled into your hair.
"Of course it is!" you beamed at her.
You took a deep breath, it was time to confess to someone besides your one past love. Otherwise, you were scared you'd be alone forever.
"Can I tell you something, Jane?"
Jane pulled back and gave you her full attention, nodding her head.
"I am attracted to woman as well, but I've only told one person before."
Jane's mouth dropped open as she looked at you in shock.
"You are?"
You nodded your head, but didn't offer anything more. Her lip quivered as she stared at you, nobody had ever confessed something so personal, something so deep and meaningful to her. Nobody she knew felt the exact same as she did.
"Oh Silla" she whispered, pulling you into her. "I'm so glad that I have you again."
You smiled into her shoulder, you were so happy to have her back. You pressed a kiss to her cheek without thinking, and she pulled away slowly to look at you. Your eyes met hers, and they reminded you of galaxies, the brightest ones you'd ever see. They were all consuming, all knowing, they screamed at you to understand. Alas, deep inside, Jane was a mystery.
Her eyes panned down to your lips, and you looked down at hers. She looked so soft, so pleasing, she looked delicious. Without realizing it, your face inched closer to Janes and you bumped noses. You let out a small gasp as you looked back up to her eyes, but she wasn't phased. Her hand moved to the back of your head to hold you close, and for the first time in a long time, you could say that you were scared.
"Jane?" you whispered, your breath warm against her face.
"Yes, Silla?" she whispered back.
You smiled, "You're beautiful, you always were."
Jane's breath hitched and you felt her pull your face towards hers. She pressed her lips to yours needily yet sweetly, a kiss of longing. You melted into her touch, you were right, she was delicious. You brought your hands to her face and kissed her back giddily. You wondered if this was what heaven felt like.
Suddenly, you were overcome with anger over the earlier situation at the saloon. How dare that man touch her, how dare he kiss her. He didn't deserve her for one second, he didn't deserve to feel this good. You pulled away from Jane, eyes going wide.
"Jane, it's not safe for us out here" you breathed heavily.
Jane came back to reality fast, "Right, you're right."
You reluctantly dropped your hands from her face, missing her touch instantly. You looked down at your lap, you wondered if she would want to stay with you for the night.
You looked up at her as she spoke, "I don't want to leave you so soon" she said with a frown.
You blushed, "I would love to catch up with you. Would you like to stay with me tonight, Jane?"
She hesitated, pondering over what she would tell her brother. A small grin soon formed on her face, screw it, of course she would.
"I would love to, Silla."
You unlocked the door to your small house and gestured for Jane to enter. You walked to the kitchen to tidy up quickly and pour yourself a drink, Jane followed.
"Would you like a drink, Jane?" you smiled up at the tall woman.
She smiled back, "That would be lovely."
You handed her a full glass as you made your way to the back of your house, hoping that you both could sit outside and enjoy the warm night. As Jane followed behind you, you heard her footsteps stop. You knew that she had stopped at the open room just next to your kitchen.
"What's this?" she asked, peering into the room.
You turned abruptly and closed the door, locking it and placing the key in your pocket. "Just…collectables" you mumbled, turning away and walking again, hoping that she would follow you.
Yes, you had a room full of collected knives and weapons and what not, it was part of your job, but that didn't mean that anyone had to know about that room. Nobody could know about that room. Your boss had taken you on even though you were a woman. Obviously, women were not allowed to do most jobs, especially highly skilled ones like yours. However, your boss thought that having you on his team was stealthy, an advantage, as nobody would ever expect a woman assassin, and he was right.
You opened the door to your balcony and sat down at a small iron table with chairs. You looked at Jane and smiled, hoping that she couldn't see the nervousness on your face. She sat across from you and looked out into the darkness. You wished that it was daylight so that she could see the beautiful flowers and pond that you were overlooking, you remembered how much she loved nature.
"So, how have the years treated you Jane?"
You thought that they had treated her quite well, considering she was still as ethereal as always, perhaps a bit more broken down.
She looked at you, "Quite well, I must say."
You studied her expression the best you could through the limited candlelight, and you knew that something had taken a toll on poor Jane.
You smiled sadly, "I suppose keeping a secret like that takes a lot out of a person."
Jane chuckled and nodded her head, "Yes, I suppose it did take a lot out of me."
You took a sip of your drink as she smiled sadly back at you.
"I never knew why you left, Silla" she stated quietly.
You looked down into your drink and shook your head, "I never knew why I left either, Jane."
A frown formed on her face, "I see."
You didn't know what to say to Jane, you had thought about her and missed her for so many years. The past few years you had thought about her less and less, but you still missed her more than anyone. You missed her comfort and her sternness, her caring demeanour and her protectiveness. You looked up at the sky and caught site of a shooting star, slowly making its way across the sky. You reached over and grasped her hand, getting her attention.
"Jane look, it’s a shooting star! Make a wish!" you exclaimed.
Jane chuckled at you as she looked up at the star, and you watched as she closed her eyes. You closed yours as well, wishing for Jane to never leave you again, and for you to never leave her. You opened your eyes and smiled at her as you waited for blue eyes to meet yours. Part of you wanted to hold it all in, to not tell her how you felt, to not let her know that you missed her as much as you did. Another part of you was so, so happy to have her again, to have the old Jane that you knew and loved, to have someone who knew you, who loved you.
You were staring at Jane, and when she opened her eyes she looked right at you.
A smile slowly lit up her face and she chuckled at your wide grin, "What?"
You blushed, "Did you make a wish?"
Jane squeezed your hand lightly and nodded in confirmation.
You let go of her hand and placed your drink on the table. You took two strides over to her and kneeled before her. You brought your hands up to her black bonnet, untied the bow, and placed it on the table. You gently ran your hands over her silky raven hair. You looked up into her eyes and stroked your thumbs carefully over her cheeks, pulling her slightly towards you.
"I really missed you Jane. As pathetic as it sounds, I have never had anyone who I was as comfortable and free with after you, after we parted."
Despite the fact that your confession was quite sad, and the way that you and Jane had reunited was quite horrible, you were still smiling ear to ear, so content and giddy to be staring at Jane's gorgeous face. Jane brought her hands up to caress your cheeks as she averted her gaze to you kneeling on the floor.
She whispered, "I haven't either, Drusilla."
Your smile fell at her confession. It seemed that she was ashamed of that fact, when you were so happy to finally have her back. Perhaps she didn't feel the same way that you did, and you didn't know what to say. Jane looked back down at you as your smile fell.
Her eyebrows furrowed, "What's wrong, Silla?"
As you locked eyes with her again you found innocence, confusion, guilt, and maybe, longing?
"I um- I " you stumbled over your words as you started to pull away from Jane, but she kept her grip on your face, keeping you close to her. She pulled you even closer, her eyes scanning your face for answers. You didn't know if she'd find any, but you took the time to memorize her features. Your gaze ran over her hooded eyes, her thin eyebrows, her defined nose, her small chin, her plump lips, her -"I was there when you got that scar" you whispered.
Your eyes shot up to Jane's, you hadn't meant to say that aloud.
She smiled sincerely, "Yes, yes you were."
*flashback*
Many of your classmates picked on you. You were shorter than them, and a little bit chubby. You were quiet, and you loved talking to the plants and flowers. You also talked to the bugs and animals, and you often built them little houses out of sticks, leaves, rocks, and dirt. You and Jane had met at school, before you even knew that you were neighbours. Jane also had a love for plants, but your quiet, shy, demeanour was the opposite of hers. Somehow, she had taken a liking to you, and she took you, the 'weird girl', under her wing. Of course, Jane was bullied too. When you both got a little bit older, you had learned to stand up and fight back for her, like she did for you. You knew that Jane could fight for herself, but she didn't care very much when kids bullied her, she only cared when they bullied you. Edward was one of those kids who bullied you. Of course, him and Jane made fun of each other, but they were siblings, it was different. One day, you were in Jane's backyard, building a 'house' for the bugs and frogs that were around. You and Jane were a bit older at this point, but you both still loved nature, you loved spending time with the creatures. Jane was planting some flowers in the yard, when Edward walked up behind you. "Why are you playing with bugs, that's gross" he scoffed. You were crouched down and you turned to face him, holding a frog in your hands. "It's not gross, they're sweet, see?" you smiled, holding the frog out to him. "Get that away from me!" he spat, swatting at your hands and making you drop the frog on the ground. You gasped and looked down at the frog as it laid there, not moving. You poked at it gently, hoping it would get up and hop away. When it didn't move, tears filled your eyes and you let out a whimper. "No! Are you okay froggy? Please get up" you sniffled. You tried to stand it up so that it was on it's feet, but it just fell back down. Tears landed onto the ground as you stared at it, and Edward let out a menacing laugh. "It's just a stupid frog. Why are you crying, freak." Jane had heard you crying and had heard Edward calling you a freak. "Edward!" she hollered, standing from the garden and taking long strides towards him. "What did you do?" she asked angrily, looking down at you who was still poking at the frog. "It's just a frog, Jane" he defended himself. You had turned your focus towards them fighting, and watched Jane seethe in anger. She looked at you, "What happened, Dru?" You wiped tears away from your eyes as you spoke quietly, "I held the frog out to him and he swatted at it, knocking it out of my hands. Now it's not moving!" you cried. Jane turned back to Edward, pointing her dirt covered hand at him, "Don't you ever call her a freak you wimp. And don't ever touch her or her frogs!" Edward laughed at Jane, he rolled his eyes at her and mocked her. You turned back to the frog as you started to dig a hole in the dirt for it to lay. You heard Jane and Edward fighting behind you, but you continued to dig through your tears. A few moments later, you heard Jane scream. You quickly stood and faced her, finding her top lip cut open. She was bleeding profusely, staring Edward down with hatred. It turned out that Edward was messing with knives that his father had given him, and he was carelessly swinging them around. When Jane got mad at him, he took one out and 'threatened' her, but she knew that he wouldn't hurt her on purpose. Still, she got too close to him, and he sliced her lip by accident. Jane was in shock and just stood there, holding her lip in pain. Edward didn’t look like he had any mercy, as he stood there with a smirk on his face, not saying a thing. You lashed out at him and pushed him to the ground, ripping the knife out of his hand and throwing it into the woods.
You brought your thumb down to trace over her lip scar, carefully feeling the texture of her skin. She was so warm, so delicate, and you wanted to feel her lips against yours again, you needed to feel her lips again. Your gaze met hers and you saw her blush as her eyes suddenly averted yours, like she had been caught in an act. You giggled and placed a kiss on her nose, making her smile wider. You noticed that she actually suppressed a giggle. Perhaps she did feel the same as you, and you decided to take the chance this time. You brought a hand up and tangled it in her hair. You ran your thumb over her bottom lip as you licked at your lips, and you heard Jane gasp quietly. You brought your lips as close as you could to hers without touching, and you waited to see if she would pull away. When she didn't, you let out a breath and smiled, softly pressing your lips to hers. Jane kissed you back immediately, bringing her hands to your neck and holding you close. You kissed her passionately, slowly, kissing her had been long overdue. You forced your tongue into Jane's mouth and she let out a whimper, which turned you on even more. It was so heartwarming to see Jane's walls knocked down, her stern guard dropped for a bit. You were honoured to be able to see her sweet side, to feel her give in. You had to sit up on your knees to reach her, but you brought your hands up to Jane's hair and started to undo the pins. You let her long hair fall down as you brought your lips to her neck, kissing up from what skin her dress wasn't hiding. You nipped at her neck, giving kitten licks and eliciting moans from Jane. It sounded like she was trying to hold them back, but you wanted her to be loud.
"Jane, dearest" you breathed, moving to bite and kiss at her pulse point.
"S-silla" she whimpered, as you brought your lips back to hers. Jane pulled you up from your kneeling position and sat you on her lap so that you were straddling her. She brought her hands to your waist as you continued to kiss, and you ground your hips down into hers. You weren't exactly sure how far Jane wanted to go tonight, but you would stop if she opposed to anything. You pulled away and pressed your forehead to hers, her lips were swollen and parted as she looked up at you. You figured that Jane was tired of being the stern one, the one in charge, the one who made decisions, the one who acted like she was always fine. You wanted her to relax, to feel cared about, so you took a deep breath in. Breathing heavily, you spoke, "Jane, I would like to take care of you tonight, if you want that, of course." She narrowed her eyes in confusion before she understood what you meant. Her eyes went wide and she blushed, nodding her head shyly.
"I would love that, Drusilla" she smiled.
You stood and held your hand out for Janes. When she took it, you walked her inside to your bedroom.
You searched through your clothes, hoping you would have a nightgown to fit Jane. You pulled out a black one and prayed that it was long enough.
"This may fit you Jane" you smiled as you handed it to her.
She smirked and raised an eyebrow, "What do you mean 'may' fit me?"
Your smile dropped and you stumbled, "You are, uh, you are much taller than me" you blushed.
Jane chuckled and placed a hand on your shoulder, leaning down to your ear.
"Perhaps it would be easier to sleep sans clothing" she whispered seductively.
Your jaw dropped as you looked up at her, before a sly grin spread across your face.
You shrugged your shoulders and winked, "Whatever tickles your fancy."
Jane turned and walked to your bed. She placed the nightgown down and began to undo the buttons on her dress. You knew that Jane would have a lady's maid, and you watched her struggle to reach behind herself. You walked over to her and calmly moved her hands away from the buttons.
"May I?" you asked innocently.
Jane didn't look back at you, but you saw her smile before she nodded, "Please."
You unbuttoned her dress and helped Jane take it off, then she turned to face you. She slowly unbuttoned her white collar shirt and untied her petticoat. She blushed as you gazed up and down her form, then you moved behind her again. You brought your hands to her shoulders, lightly trailing them down her arms. When you reached her waist, you began to untie and remove her corset.
"How do you feel Jane? Are you alright?"
You didn't give her any context, but she knew what you were referring to.
She sighed, "Yes, I'm fine. I'm relieved now that I'm with you Silla, and not stuck in the grasp of that slimy man." You couldn't help but chuckle at her tone, full of detest.
Once Jane was stripped down to her chemise and drawers, she sat on your bed. You were too busy staring at her breasts through her chemise, and the tempting pale skin of her long neck to notice that she had picked up the nightgown. You wasted no time as you straddled Jane's thighs and began gently kissing up her arm, to her shoulder and her collarbone. Jane let out contempt hums as you tucked her dark hair behind her ear and nipped at her earlobe, and she let the nightgown fall as she brought her hands to your hips, pulling you closer to hers. Suddenly, you felt a heat of dominance take over you, as you had asked Jane earlier if you could take care of her. You wanted nothing more than to take care of her right now. You got off of her lap and pulled her to stand. You sat on the bed and gripped her hips, pulling her to straddle you this time. She gasped as she basically fell onto your lap, and you smirked when you realized that your eye site was in line with her chest. You ran a hand through her long wavy hair to the back of her head. You grabbed a handful and pulled lightly to expose her neck to you. Jane let out a whimper as this, and you kitten licked up her neck to underneath her jaw as she began to rut her hips against yours.
"May I remove your chemise, Jane?" you purred into her ear.
She let out a hum and breathily replied "Please, Drusilla."
You brought your hands down to lift the bottom of her chemise and your eyes settled on her wet centre. You could see her black hair and wet shine due to the crotchless drawers, and more heat travelled through you as you were overcome with the need to feel her against your skin. You almost drooled as you tried to focus on the task at hand. You pulled her chemise off and threw it to the side, bringing your lips to her right nipple and licking. Her breasts were on the smaller side, which was perfect to you. They were velvet in your mouth, and you moaned as Jane brought her hands up to grasp your neck and pull you into her chest further. She arched her back and ground down into your hips harder, and you closed your eyes as you sucked at her breast. You moved to her other breast to nip at her lightly, and you looked up to her face to see her eyes closed and her lips parted, chest rising and falling heavily. You tugged at her nipple and she gasped, "Silla, do that again" she pleaded.
You grazed your teeth over the sensitive spot as she shivered, and you began to kiss down her sternum and stomach, as if you had no way to oppose the gravity that was pulling you closer to her core. Jane's hands landed on your shoulders as she leaned back to allow you to trail lower. You moved down her body, your face close to her centre. You looked up at Jane with pleading eyes, and she nodded briskly, pushing your head down. You smiled and stuck your tongue out, swiping it up her folds. You settled at her clit, sucking and licking for a minute as you listened to Jane whimper above you.
You brought your lips to Jane's and purred "You taste divine, my dear."
You then swiftly grasped Jane's ass and picked her up. She gasped as you stood and wrapped her legs around your middle. Jane giggled as you walked and placed her on your bed, and your heart swelled at the sound. You hastily removed your dress, taking your knife out of the secret pocket and flipping it up into the air, catching it. You heard Jane gasp from the bed and you looked down at her. She was wide eyed, staring at you in amusement. You thought you had made her nervous and red overtook your face.
"Sorry Jane, it's a habit" you chuckled. You placed the knife down on your bedside table and removed your clothes, down to your corset and undergarments, which you left on. You slid in behind Jane and let her head fall back onto your shoulder. You took her chin in your hand and turned her face to you as you captured her lips in a deep kiss. You swiped your tongue across her lips and she allowed you to enter her mouth. Jane moaned as your hand caressed her cheek, and it spurred you on to kiss her more fierce fully. You pulled away panting, letting your forehead rest against hers.
"Can I remove your drawers Jane?" you asked, hand reaching down to the waist band.
Jane nodded before helping you remove them. You pulled Jane closer so that her back was pressed against your front, and slowly trailed your hand down her creamy curves before letting it rest on the inside of her thigh. Jane parted her legs willingly and you chuckled, bringing your other hand up to squeeze at her breast.
You buried your head in her neck and cooed, "Is this alright with you darling?"
You heard Jane suck in a breath and then breath out a yes. You wrapped your legs around hers, holding them open as you swiped a finger through her folds. You brought your finger to your mouth and sucked on it, looking Jane in the eyes as you did.
You groaned, "You're so wet Jane, god you taste so good."
Jane moaned at your words and grabbed your face, smashing her lips to yours again. As your tongues slid against each other, you brought your fingers down to her centre and rubbed at her clit lightly. Jane breathed heavily into your mouth as she began to squirm beneath you. As you picked up the pace, Jane parted from you and began to let out loud whimpers.
"S-silla" she moaned, and you couldn't help but tease her.
"Yes beautiful? What do you need?" you asked as you kissed behind her ear. Jane was silent besides the sound of her moans, and you figured that she wasn't used to not being the one in charge.
You slowed your pace, "Jane, are you okay with this dynamic?"
She turned to look at you, her eyes glossed over. "Yes" she whispered.
"I want you to relax and give in Jane, I just want to make you happy. How does that sound?" you asked with a smile.
Jane nodded reassuringly and grinned, "I want this, please" she whimpered. You picked up your pace on her bundle of nerves and watched as she closed her eyes and threw her head back onto your shoulder again. Jane stared letting her moans and whimpers become louder and you could feel your own wetness dripping onto your bed.
"Silla, please, I need more" Jane moaned, and you wasted no time in sliding two fingers into her. She groaned as you filled her up and you immediately set a steady pace. Soon you were curling your fingers inside of her and her legs were trembling under yours. You forced her legs to stay open and brought your lips to her ear. "What a gorgeous girl, such a good girl submitting" you purred.
"You feel so good around my fingers love, do you like that?"
"Yes, oh yes Silla!" Jane cried out as you brought her closer to the edge. You kissed her shoulder as you pulled at her nipples, and Jane didn't hold back.
"Please can I cum? God-please Silla!"
You smiled and picked up your pace, "Cum for me beautiful" you breathed into her hair. Jane's mouth opened and she scrunched her eyes shut as she screamed your name. Her legs shook and you kissed her shoulder to help her relax, then you pressed gentle kisses to her head.
Your own desire was too much to bare, so you quickly slipped out from behind Jane and rid yourself of your corset and undergarments. Jane eyed you up and down before she crawled towards you and sat on the edge of the bed. She pulled you into her by your hips and began to massage your ass with her hands. She kissed your stomach softly and you moaned. She reached a hand up and pulled you down to her by your neck.
She whispered in your ear, "You are gorgeous my darling, I need to feel you writhing beneath me." Your eyes went wide. As hot as it was, you didn't like Jane trying to turn the tables here. You grasped her thighs which squished under your touch and pulled her up to you. She wrapped her legs around you and squealed. It seemed she like to be manhandled, or perhaps she wasn't used to being the one that was carried, due to her stature.
"Do you like being handled baby?" you cooed, squeezing at her thighs harder. Jane blushed and wrapped her hands around your neck, her forehead meeting yours.
"Yes! You're so strong Drusilla, goodness you’re so enticing" she breathed.
You captured her lips with yours again, leading her to grind against your stomach. She moaned into the kiss and you felt her slick smear across your skin. You groaned and plopped her down into the bed again, more aggressive this time. You climbed on top of Jane and pried her legs open, placing one of your legs under hers and the other over hers. You lined your wet centre up with hers and you let out a loud moan when you felt her heat. You bent over to kiss her neck as you rutted against her.
"Shit Jane, you feel so good against me! You are divine my dear" you whimpered. Jane let out a quiet cry into your ear and dug her nails into your back.
"Drusilla, that was so hot- when you threatened that man. Shit!" Jane breathed between moans.
"He's a wimp Jane…he doesn't deserve you, love" you panted. You pressed yourself closer to her, you needed more friction.
"You're so attractive when you protect me Silla, Oh!"
Jane moaned and her mouth dropped open. You took the opportunity to stick your tongue into her mouth. She whimpered against you and you grinded into her faster.
"Fuck him!" you gritted, holding back a cry.
Jane closed her eyes and screamed, "Fuck me!"
You hid your face in her neck, groaning as you felt your release approaching. You gripped Jane's delicious hips tightly, and her moans became more unhinged. Your pace got sloppier as you whimpered, but you wanted her to come first.
"Cum for me Jane!" you cried, and Jane threw her head back as she tightened her grip on you.
"Ugh, shit!" you muffled your cries into her shoulder. Her body twitched as her wetness dripped onto you and down your legs, and you followed right after. As the both of you laid there breathing heavily, you nuzzled your face into her black hair. Jane smelled of fresh linen, your favourite, and of floral scent and old books. You smiled, she was and would always be the only comfort, the best comfort, that you needed. You crawled off of her and rested beside her as you pulled her close. Jane smiled as you met her captivating eyes, she looked so content, she looked so pure.
"Thank you for taking care of me tonight Drusilla. In more ways than one" she giggled.
You smiled and kissed her cheek, "Taking care of you is my pleasure, literally" you chuckled.
Jane's hand caressed your cheek and she pulled you in for a sweet kiss.
"You were always mysterious, Dru" she smiled shyly.
Your heart swelled at the nickname that Jane had called you when you were younger.
Then your eyebrows furrowed, "Me? I always thought that you were the mystery."
Jane looked away, grinning. "Well, you’re the one with the knife collection."
Shit. Jane saw the worry on your face and giggled, "Don't worry my sweet, your secret is safe with me."
After a long silence between you and Jane, she rested her forehead against yours.
"Sweetling?" she asked timidly.
"Yes Janey?" you breathed.
She paused, "What did you wish for, on the star?"
You smiled as you blushed, and averted your gaze from Jane.
"I um, I wished for us to never live without one another again. I wished for us to never be separated, like we did when we were younger."
Jane's face became even softer and she pouted, she looked adorable. You were so sweet. When you were younger, Jane appreciated having you around to keep herself levelled out and sane. She always felt safe around you, she always felt like she was being pulled towards you by some force. She slowly brought her lips to yours and kissed you gently again, and you thought that you felt her eyelashes wet. She didn't open her eyes as whispered against your lips, "I wished for us, Drusilla. I wished for you." You pressed your lips to Jane's cheeks as you smiled, you couldn't believe that you had Jane back. She had been your person, and you left, but something had brought you two back together. She was yours then, and she was yours now, as if a force brought her back to you and you to her. You brought your hand up and ran your fingers through her hair, scratching at her scalp.
"I adore you, Jane Murdstone."
Jane's eyes fluttered open to find only truth and sincerity in your eyes, and she asked the question that had been bothering her all night.
"How did you recognize me Drusilla? I didn't recognize you. How did you know who I was?" her face twisted in confusion and shame as she trailed off. You chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
"I'd know you anywhere, Jane. You're truly magnetic."