the new white hare

Rose turned as soon as she heard the door latch. Game over. She set her drink down and turned to face Jennalynn, closing the remaining distance in two swift steps, kissing her hard and hungry. “You’re impossible,” she mumbles against J’s mouth, lips trailing down her jaw to her neck. If Jennalynn wants to play, Rose’ll play, but she made no promises to play fair.

#flitterbxg #{&work a miracle}#I mean really now #was it ever going anywhere else with these two?

Jennalynn had never been so thankful to drop an act in her life. She met every ounce of Rose’s intensity, almost laughing at the sentiment. “That’s why you love me.” Jennalynn had intended to keep up the same cheeky tone through the whole thing, but when Rose’s kisses reached Jennalynn’s neck, the last word got lost in a breath. Leave it to her to take advantage of Jennalynn’s one major weakness. But Jennalynn wasn’t really complaining, and tore away a little of her focus to direct them towards the bed.

She didn’t hold the door open for J, just pushed it open enough that it wouldn’t close immediately. She headed straight to her wet bar, pouring herself a drink first and then one for Jennalynn. “Close the door behind you,” she instructed over one shoulder, not quite turning to face Jennalynn. She knew once the door was close it would be an entirely different story, and she tool a sip of her drink to keep herself from speeding things up.

Jennalynn just barely caught the door to Rose’s suite before it closed, and pushed her way inside. “Yes ma’am,” she said, a healthy dose of sarcasm covering her words. There was something fun about keeping up this act, even though she knew that by now they were safe from prying eyes. The spring loaded door would close itself, she knew, and she was most of the way across the room to Rose by the time she heard it latch behind her.

Once the elevator slowed almost to a stop, Rose reluctantly pulled away, readjusting her clothes and cleaning up her makeup just enough to hide the activities they’d managed in the elevator. “Come on, then,” she said crisply, stepping out as soon as the doors opened and heading to her suite, pulling the key card out of her wallet and opening the door once she reached it.

A quick check to arrange her own clothes as needed and to make sure she didn’t have any of Rose’s lipstick left on her mouth, and Jennalynn followed her, barely containing a grin at the was Rose could slip in and out of roles so easily. It had been barely a blink and now they were back to Rose barely tolerating her and Jennalynn following like a lost puppy. Jennalynn was endlessly grateful that Rose’s suite wasn’t far.

She didn’t even look at Jennalynn as the doors closed, arms crossed over her chest, half turned away. Once the doors were closed, though, and the elevator safely ascending, she turned on Jennalynn, crowding her against the wall and kissing her hungrily, already impatiently tugging at her shirt. “God, I hate you,” she mumbled against Jennalynn’s mouth.

“I know.” Jennalynn’s hands were on Rose almost in the same moment that her back hit the wall, sliding to Rose’s back to pull her closer and keep her there. She knew they only had a precious few floors before the doors opened and they’d need to be able to tear away from each other long enough to find Rose’s hotel room - and god forbid that elevator stop before Rose’s floor - but it was nearly impossible not to lose herself in the moment.

An elevator dinged and the doors opened, and she stepped in without sparing a glance at Jennalynn. Even if she didn’t manage to get into the elevator with her in time, Jennalynn knew what her room number was, should be able to find it herself. But Rose was impatient; she didn’t want to wait until they reached her room. They were safe in the hotel, no one could get the surveillance who could use it against her, so she held down the doors open button until Jennalynn could join her.

Jennalynn was only a few steps behind Rose as she disappeared into the elevator. Plan or no plan, Jennalynn half expected the doors to close just as she reached them, just because Rose decided to misbehave. To her surprise they were still open, though, and she didn’t pause to be sure that Rose really wanted her to step in. On the off chance anyone could see her, there wasn’t time to discuss - they had to stay in the scene. For now.

“There is nothing you can say that will fix this,” Rose spat back, cutting off Jennalynn’s words. “I can’t wait for this damn movie to finish shooting so I can finally have a break from… this.” It was more truth than poetry; once the movie finished, they wouldn’t have to constantly hide, and once promo season was done, they wouldn’t have to hide anything anymore. She stormed through the doors of the hotel, not slowing until she reached the bank of elevators, jamming the call button repeatedly and tapping her foot impatiently as she waited for one.

Jennalynn didn’t try to say anything while Rose was speaking, and she wasn’t given the chance to offer anything else before the other woman had turned and gone inside. She muttered something frustrated under her breath before following her co-star through the hotel doors, leaving most of the prying eyes behind them. They’d reached the home stretch, nearly alone together, finally.

“I don’t want to hear it,” Rose snapped as soon as Jennalynn was close enough to hear. She didn’t turn to look at her, knowing all of her control would fracture if she tried. Improv had always been one of her favorite games, and if Jennalynn wanted to give the paps something to mislead them, she would play the part more than willingly. It wasn’t like costars fighting around a set was unheard of by any stretch.

“Rose, please--” As Jennalynn settled into the role, she found herself actually having fun with it. The two of them had clicked so well almost from the very beginning that it was completely outside reality for them to be having a conflict like this - which was entirely the reason Jennalynn had wanted to get back into acting. “Please, just, hear me out, I--”

Her eyes fluttered, hands tensing at her sides. It took all of her self control not to pull Jennalynn closer, and only the feverish mental promise that the sooner she acted, the sooner she’d be able to kept her from fracturing. She managed to get her hands between them, shoved hard at Jennalynn’s shoulders. Without a backward glance, she took off, walking fast and with purpose back to her hotel. She trusted J would do what she said she would, didn’t feel the need to double-check.

Jennalynn was only able to keep herself in the plan by virtue of being an actress. She almost wanted to laugh. If Rose thought Jennalynn didn’t know about that mental struggle she’d had... Instead of letting her reaction to the real situation show on her face, she allowed herself a moment to reel from the shove, and then grabbed her jacket, throwing it on as she hurried to catch up to Rose.

She clenched her jaw to hold back the immediate ‘yes please’. She took a few moments to breathe before answering. “You really think the paps won’t notice us going into the same hotel, even separately? You think they wouldn’t notice us going anywhere private together? I have too much riding on this movie to risk it, Jennalynn.”

“And you think I don’t?” It wasn’t like she wasn’t aware of the current standing of both their careers, of what was at stake for the both of them if the movie failed or if it succeeded. But then, she was already a few steps ahead of the present moment. She leaned closer, almost as if to kiss her, but missing her mouth and angling in to whisper. “So push me away. Storm off. They’ll see me following you to make amends.” She brushed the lightest of kisses to the end of Rose’s jaw to punctuate her idea.

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“You’re torturing me.” She wanted to kiss Jennalynn, so badly, but they were in public. If they got caught, it would overshadow the movie entirely; romcom princess wooed by indie has-been on set of lesbian movie? She hated the idea of what that would do. But she couldn’t pull away from Jennalynn, not with the pure want coursing through her veins.

“It doesn’t have to be that way.” Jennalynn knew full well what was holding Rose back - it was almost as if she could read her mind. She also knew full well that she should be more concerned about everything than she was. It was all she could do, a nearly impossible feat of willpower, to stop herself from pushing this too far, taking too many risks. “We could get out of here.”