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"Erin was looking for you."

Sevika's eyes fly open to glare at the younger woman beside her. She wants to kick her from her bed, the only thing stopping her is Jinx's tight hold on her forearm.

"How do you know Erin?"

"She told me stories."

"You fucking weirdo." She rolls her eyes but settles behind Jinx again.

Maybe she should kick Jinx out. Her constant prying was agitating enough, now she's talking to Sevika's past fucks. 

"She misses you." Jinx was tracing symbols on her skin. "A lot."

"Tell her I said move on." Sevika could feel her eyes closing from the light touches. Her anger instantly dissipating. Her body was growing fond to Jinx. Just being beside her makes sleep come faster.

Sevika doesn't know what to think about that.

Jinx withdraws her hand. "I want to feel how she did."

That momentarily woke Sevika.

She grabs at Jinx's hand to coax her back to playing with her arm, instead Jinx moves to play in her short tresses.

Sevika hums pleasantly as her hair is being braided.

"You're old enough to kill people, that means you're old enough to have sex." Sevika mumbles. Her eyes are closing again.

The sensation of her hair being braided stops.

Sevika is suddenly aware of the stupid shit she just said.

It was supposed to be a joke but Sevika's sleepy, humorless tone makes it come off as more of a fact.

Sevika's breathing hitches in the awkward silence. She keeps her eyes closed in hope that Jinx will believe she fell asleep and leave it at that: Just dumb shit Sevika says I’m the early mornings.

Jinx probably thinks she's a weird fuck and disappeared through the window.

The idea should make her happy.

She would finally be able to get a full nights rest but a part of her knows she'd stay up without her. Her mind is racing now with just the thought of Jinx leaving.

Her finger itches for a cigar.

Sevika slowly opens her eyes. The corners of her mouth twitches up in the dark.

Jinx is staring intently at her. Her blues eyes seem brighter. Moonlight dances across her pale cheek and brightens her lips.

She's beautiful, is the only thought that crosses Sevika's mind.

Jinx raises to her knees and grabs Sevika's hand and places it on her small breast. "Touch me."

Sevika jerks back. Not in disgust but- she doesn't know what to call it. The feeling that keeps her from pulling Jinx too close, or tucking a stray hair away from her eyes as she sleeps. Fear maybe. The fear of crossing that line.

"Jinx-" Her words are caught in her throat as she looks down.

Sevika hadn't noticed but Jinx was wearing a thin white nightgown that reached just above her kneecap. It had thin straps and one hung off her shoulder. Her pert nipples and unwaxed pussy could be seen dimly with the moonlight.

Sevika sat up. Her head is spinning.

Jinx moves closer. Her eyes bearing deeply into Sevika's before she closes the distance and hugs her.

Jinx's head is in the crook of her neck and Sevika can feel the nervous puffs of breath against her neck.

It started slowly.

Her little ass flexing with every thrust as she grinds against Sevika's thick thigh.

Her movement is off-kilter and sloppy. Like she's unsure of what she should be doing.

Sevika fights herself to not press her leg up and have Jinx ride her properly. To give Jinx's clit the proper pressure it deserves.

But all Sevika does is stare, in disbelief that it is even happening.

Jinx stills, lifting her pretty blue eyes to bore into Sevika's grey irises. She's chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes ask Sevika if she wants this?

And damn it a part of Sevika did, her careless and illogical side and that part made her hand grip Jinx's side and carefully force her to move.

Something sparks in Jinx's eyes and a warm smile graces her lips.

She rubs herself against Sevika fervently but still with not enough pressure.

Sevika's night shorts is damp with Jinx's slick and she just wants to touch her. Drag her tongue against her folds and finger her until she comes.

Sevika groans at the thought of how Jinx would taste.

But she won't allow herself to cross that line. If Jinx needed to get herself off, Sevika didn't mind lending her thigh. But to actually fuck Jinx was a line too dangerous to cross.

Silco would not be too fond to find out Sevika was fucking his daughter and Sevika was certain she would not be able to stop if she did.

"You can touch me, Sevika." She practically drawls out her name. 

Sevika wets her dry lips. She grips Jinx's side harder. That was all she was willing to do.

Jinx slowly slips off the straps of her dress. Her small breast sway gently as Jinx continues to slide back and forth on Sevika's leg. 

Sevika swallows thickly. Everything feels hot, her pussy is throbbing and she almost can't stop herself from reaching out. 

"Please." Jinx whimpers.

Sevika slides Jinx off her knee.

She stands and although the throbbing hasn't stopped, she feels like she can think clearer. 

Jinx grabs her hand. Warm and soft. Pulling Sevika back into her.

"w- what did I do wrong?" 

Sevika twists her hand away to find grounding.

"You should go."

"I can-"

"go."

"Please Sevika. I don't want to sleep alone." 

Sevika breaks when he voice cracks. "Leave."

"What did I do wrong!"

"Get the fuck out Jinx." Sevika's voice is soft. 

Jinx's eyes well with tears but she brush past Sevika and leaves.