❝ oh . ❞ she hadn’t expected this . she hadn’t expected this at all. zinda had already changed into a plain pair of jeans and a tank top , muscles on display for all ( just them ) to see. she wasn’t sure why she was so nervous about all this. she was as sober as she could be and this was dinah. they’d been undercover and it had worked a charm. for once they hadn’t had to kick ass and take names and blow their cover. it had gone perfectly and yet there was a feeling in the bottom of her stomach that she didn’t want to name. a small nod and she moves forward , crowding into the other.
a gentle hand quickly and ever so slowly beginning to unzip her dress. it only takes her a second to carefully push the dress off dinah’s body , leaving her practically naked in her wake. maybe it was a death wish that made her press a kiss against the songbirds shoulder. hands find the others waist as she continues to press gentle kisses there , waiting to see the others reaction. ❝ please don’t hate me . ❞
NOW THAT PART one of their plan had gone off without a hitch ( for once ) and it left a sense of relief in its wake. They could relax for the rest of the night, happy that they have the information that they need for the second part of their task. Scooping her blonde hair over her shoulder, she waited until the zip released. Exhaling a deep breath as the dress fell to her feet, leaving her clad in only her undergarments, her shoulders relaxed as a murmured ‘thanks’ passed her lips.
The unfamiliar press of lips cause her to still. Even as fingers gripped her waist, she stayed still, trying to decide what came next but her mind became loud —— telling her to move away — to turn around... to do anything than stand still. It was the sound of Zinda’s voice that caused her to turn finally. “ I could NEVER hate you. ”
