Thread: Werewolves and Hunters [JacksAreWild x ClearSight]

That first night Leslie and Jessie spent together had made a numerous amount of things clear to her about the sexy policewoman. Mainly it made her aware that Jessie was going to be no easy conquest. In truth Leslie didn't want to think of her as just some conquest, sure she was attracted to the woman, but at the same time she had plenty of women she could call on for a fun night, and so many others in the city to pick up. She never had trouble doing so either and so she didn't lay it on too thick with Jessie. Instead they spend time together without the hidden agenda of Leslie slipping into her pants at the end of the night. It was new and not the type of relationship Leslie normally had with another woman. Instead of trying to drag her into a bed they would drink, have dinner, and talk. The conversation was normal too, about how their day had been, guns and the job, and various other seemingly normal aspects of life. They had become friends, and while Leslie never stopped flirting Jessie seemed to have gotten use to it. That was how it went, they would both work during the day and get together when they had the time, and it was really quite nice. Not everything had been so magnificent for Leslie. Her job had been one pain in the ass assignment after another and to cope she had started sleeping around more than ever. It wasn't long before she noticed a trend of Jessie being mysteriously gone when she brought a woman home, and with her inflated ego she started thinking it was jealousy. Perhaps that's just what she wanted it to be though, because as time went by she found herself more and more at ease in the times she was with her neighbor. Leslie never felt quite as relaxed and happy as when they drank and had dinner together, and annoying as it was to think about she couldn't entirely shake the idea that she had a touch of feelings for her. That wasn't how Leslie was supposed to be, she didn't quite know what to make of it, but unlike the women she continuously brought home, her time with Leslie always felt short as opposed to long. One-night stands could be overbearing, especially when the woman didn't take the hint the next morning, but every time she parted ways with Jessie she felt disappointed, and not because she wasn't getting laid. She did think about sex too though. Fuck Jessie was gorgeous. Leslie snapped out of her thoughts when the water in her shower started becoming cold, moving her head out from under it and shaking her head to fling water everywhere and ultimately end up none the more dry. She turned the water off and grabbed the towel, drying herself off as her mind continued to come down from the contemplation on just how she felt about Jessie. She was muttering to herself by the time she stepped out of the shower and trying to get it straight in her head. It wasn't the first time she had let such thoughts invade her mind because she had felt something for Jessie for awhile. Damn, thinks were so confusing. Instead of dwelling she threw on her clothes, the usual casual clothes for Leslie of jeans and a tight little yellow t-shirt. She was looking rested for once, because as big of a pain in the ass her current assignment was there had been no trouble. So for once she was showing her best. With thought settled and look formed to satisfaction, something she would normally not even think about, Leslie finished getting dressed and headed over to Jessie's, wandering what was in store for their dinner. Leslie had been eating better than ever with Jessie moving in, because while she cooked it was nothing compared to the food the cop could make. She felt completely inferior in that regard and had only cooked for the two of the twice, and both times felt like her dishes were underwhelming when compared to the scrumptious offerings Jessie put forth. ---- All of Leslie's predictions had been right on the mark, and by the end of dinner she was leaned back in her chair with a smile on her face. Oh Jessie, once again you spoil me with a great meal. She laughed gently, afraid if she were any louder her stomach would explode. She took her glass of the alcohol concoction that had been offered to her, though she was already on her third. It had been discovered quickly in their first few nights drinking together, that neither of them was anything close to a lightweight. Jessie knew how to put alcohol away and while Leslie wasn't quite as efficient she couldn't be outdone easily. Still, three drinks with Vodka in them, it was enough to remove that alarm in her head warning her not to say certain things. To be fair she barely had one to begin with so a few beers would have done the same, but she was still on the way to making a fool out of herself, or as the case would have it saying something much more destructive. That was assuming Jessie still thought about her in the same way as she did when they were getting acquainted, wanting nothing with her other than a drinking pal. It was too late for logic as Leslie leaned forwards, looking into Jessie's eyes as she put her drink down on the table. There was nothing eloquent about to come out of her mouth. Why won't you sleep with me? Fuck! Leslie was yelling at herself, inside her head she was cursing and having a conversation with herself about what the fuck she was thinking and how that could be the way to phrase it. Still, even as she hated on herself for being so stupid she continued the inquiry. I mean, I'm kinda cute, I'm interested in you, and I think you like me a bit even if only as a friend... And I like you... Ah shit. She would have smashed her head into the table if the place wasn't still there, letting not only a thought she would prefer not to share slip out but also her reaction to it. Didn't she look stupid. She had said it though and with nowhere to escape she just turned her head and avoided the gaze, You can just ignore that... She muttered, desperately wishing she had been able to keep her damn mouth shut. She was being ridiculous now and didn't really want to hear Jessie's answer. Obviously there was something unappealing about her and while Leslie was confident, she was also not sure how she could react after hearing the response, if it wasn't for Leslie just to get out and go home.