Thread: No Good Deed Goes Unpunished (Kestral and JacksareWild)

See more What was this girls name again? AmandaAliciaAn-- Jessies thoughts were silenced as her head was yanked down by a very insistent blonde, lips crashing together in a needy kiss that bordered on the sloppy side. In all fairness, they were both preeettyyyy drunk, and the fine motor control capabilities of their mouths had been lost about half an hour ago. Jessie let out a soft though assertive growl as her hands tightened on her dance partner, drawing her in closer and -- Shep, come on. --and fuck... Why was this happening to her? Earth to Shepherd! Jackson barked out, trying to get the attention of his friend who he suspected was ignoring him. He hated being the rookie at the precinct, it entailed designated driver duty almost every other night, unless someone took pity on him and relieved him of his duty. If one of his fellow cops had had a stressful day, theyd all come out to McGearys, wash away the woes at their favorite bar, and somehow, like clockwork Jessie would manage to have her tongue halfway down some girls throat towards the end of the night. What?! Jessie turned around to face her friend, releasing her dance partner in the process. And of course, the drunk girl waited all of five seconds before she went off searching for a new partner on the dance floor. Ugh, no one has any sense of monogamy anymore. Well there goes your date. Good riddance. Now come on, you want a ride home, you better get your ass in the car. My wifes gonna kill me if Im out much longer. Yeah yeah yeah, Im coming. Jessie rolled her eyes. If ever there was a whipped man, Jackson was it. When the hell are you gonna settle down anyways? Not that it was any of his businessbut Jessie had never struck him as the type of girl that would sleep around. How she behaved around the precinct was so different than how she behaved at the bar. Never. Jessie gave her friend a rogueish grin. In truth, she didnt expect to be settling down any time soon. She always felt like she was searching for something that didnt exist But she supposed she might as well have some fun while she kept looking for it. --- Jessie stumbled into her small apartment on the fourth floor, the 20 minute car ride had given the alcohol just long enough to make its way through her system so that she was now properly wasted. She wobbled back and forth as she attempted to remove her boots by the door, finally managing to kick them off so that they landed somewhere near the shoe rack. Then she headed over to the refrigerator to raid it. She had work in the morning and she didnt want to be hungover and a disaster, so shed need something to hydrate with and sop up some of the alcohol that was still in her stomach. A knock on her door made her groan. It must be Jackson, come to make sure she wasnt dead from alcohol poisoning like some mother hen. Imagine her surprise when she put down her half-made sandwich to answer the door and it wasnt her burly rookie cop friend, but a petite little brunette. A slender brow rose as she surveyed the other woman. She didnt think she knew this woman. Did she know this woman? Had she slept with her before while she was wasted? Maybe she should lay off the booze for a couple of weeks Ahcan I help you...?