Juniper Knight (Stone Butch!Alice Wu-Gulliver x Stone Femme!Jennifer Kale)
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Synopsis: Jennifer and Alice's paths cross while Alice is on duty. Their admiration and love for one another blossoms as they seek and find the love they have been searching for. Sacred, understanding and without question. A solidarity and respect bonds them to one another.
Word Count: 2.6K
Fandom: Marvel - Agatha All Along
Characters: Alice Wu-Gulliver, Jennifer Kale
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Swearing, pet names, breaking and entering, gun mention, thigh riding, kissing, heavy kissing, neck kissing, guided touch, heavy petting, sex with clothes on, exploration/understanding of sexual identities/preferences
A/N: Piece for @ownedbyaubrey 🧡
Music Inspo: Short Skirt/Long Jacket - CAKE, WET T-SHIRT - Ruby Waters, The Giver - Chappell Roan, Lesbian Of The Year - The Beaches
"10-15. Location is 2 Main Street..."
"Copy. I'm about ten minutes away from the scene."
"Copy that. Call for backup if needed, Wu-Gulliver. That's not a suggestion."
"Will do, Captain."
Alice mumbled to themselves as they let their fingers fall from the walkie clipped at their vest. Casual break and enter that was still possibly in pursuit. Get in, secure the scene, get a statement and get out. Maybe, if you were lucky, find the suspect and haul their ass in.
Typical routine, typical procedure.
Nothing to jump ship over and write home about.
Not until Alice saw the witness when they clamored through the front door of Kale Kare.
There was another officer inside taking the obviously gorgeous woman's account of what had transpired so late at her business. From what Alice gathered as they walked through the shop, was that the woman, Jennifer Kale, lived above the store and had heard the backdoor being kicked in. She had rushed down and found it broken but with no one inside. Nothing had been stolen, not yet she gathered, since she had gotten down here so quickly she most likely scared off the criminal.
Alice couldn't help but to look over their shoulder each time Ms. Kale spoke; her voice sounded both strong yet soft; wanting to get to the bottom of this and still having grace for herself. Alice bit their lip and kept their head down knowing full well flirting with witnesses wasn't the best approach and they were already on strike two for 'behavioral issues' her Captain didn't approve of.
Seemingly it was ok for the male officers to let their tempers loose but not for Alice.
"Thank you, Ms. Kale that'll be-"
But before the officer could offer their well-rehearsed closing sentence, Alice's head turned at the sound of her cruiser alarm wailing.
Someone was trying to break in.
"Sonofabitch..."
Alice tried their best to knock anything over as they high-tailed it out the front door of Kale Kare; a direct path to their car and the hooded figure trying to jiggle the door handle. What did they think? They could lift a gun and start raining terror on the storefront and everyone inside?
Criminals were usually stupid and sloppy and this one was dumb enough to stick around and try to break into an officer's car while on duty to their own break and enter just minutes ago.
Alice didn't realize that as they took the hooded figure down; secured them and handcuffed them, Jennifer Kale had a perfect line of sight through her big bay window. The method in how Alice moved and how they conducted themselves; so sure in their actions and quick wit was something that made Jennifer feel light on her feet. She was completely ignoring the officer that stood in front of her; shielding himself in case the perp had any more smart ideas.
Jen was all eyes on Alice and she liked every bit of what she saw.
With the perp secured and in the back of the cruiser, the officer first on the scene swapped with Alice as they rode back to the station. Alice was there once again to haul in the clumsy criminals who thought they were too smart for the Westview Police. Alice's tally of apprehending was only going up and maybe, hopefully that would pull in some brownie points between her and her Captain.
But then there was Jen, resuming her conversation as if Alice had been the officer she had been talking to this entire time. Alice couldn't help but to notice the heat raising up her neck from underneath her stiff collar.
"I can definitely sleep better knowing you caught that guy...thank you, Officer Wu-Gulliver."
"Just doing my job, Ms. Kale..."
And Alice watched as Jennifer extended her hand forwards; the almost pearlescent glow of her nails catching in the semi-darkness of the late night. Alice took her hand firmly and almost gave in to rubbing her thumb against the back of Jennifer's hand.
"Jennifer...or, for you, just Jen..."
Alice glanced up boldly into Jennifer's eyes and knew she was asking for more. She was asking for a way in somehow; a level of understanding that people missed entirely. Recognition. Connection. We are cut from the same cloth.
"Alice."
They stood that way for a beat longer, still holding hands. Neither of them felt the need to break off touch from one another; a silent acceptance between the two of them as they sized one another up with hungry eyes and curious gazes. Jen sighed as her hand slowly slipped from Alice's; the tip of her nails gently skimming Alice's palm.
"You should take one of my products home, as a thank you...you really just came out here like my knight in shining armor...I don't know how else to thank you, Alice."
Alice sticks their thumbs into the loops of her belt and feels the weight of her service gun holstered on their hip. They chewed the inside of their mouth and wanted to, so badly, to take Jen's offer especially after the term of endearment.
"That's very sweet of you Jen, but-"
Those beautiful hands came up not in a method of protection but instead as a form of invitation.
"I get it, you're on the clock...how about, I thank you some other time then? Coffee, maybe?"
Their eyes met as they held for as long as they could. Alice knew eventually they would have to break away; their radio crackling with new calls of duty for them to address. Alice left Jen with a smile and a deep nod of their head; words swaddled in warmth as they responded.
"I'd love to. You know where to find me, Jen."
-
"I don't really know if you'll use something like this, but I had you in mind when I made it."
Jen leans to her right as she picks up the gift bag by her feet and places it on the table between her and Alice. Both the bag and the tissue paper are soft pink but Alice can see a hint of a reddish-orange lid. They gingerly take the bag from Jen and Jen is beaming with both her eyes and mouth as she watches excitedly as Alice tears into their gift.
It's a tall, handmade candle from Jen. It doesn't say Kale Kare on the label but simply 'Alice'.
"Jen...I..."
"Ginger, lavender...a little bit of juniper. Energy, balance and protection. That's what...I thought of when I made it for you. Only for you."
Alice can feel that familiar heat creeping up their neck as they hold the weight of the gift in their hands. It would almost be a shame to burn it; something made by hand so lovingly and thoughtful by someone they care deeply for.
It's then that Alice realizes her thoughts; their gaze drifts up from the candle to look at Jen's face. Jennifer reminds Alice of a sunbeam; dazzling and bright and despite all odds and difficulties and sometimes that hard-edge exterior and commanding power Jen is nothing but warmth and loving embrace.
Alice wants nothing more than to give that back to Jen and show her that she too is worthy of such love and care.
Alice's gift gently goes back into the bag and the bag moves off of the table in the coffee shop so that, once again, they can find one another's hand. Alice squeezes Jen's softly before they do, this time, caressing her skin with the pad of their thumb.
-
Days had wandered into weeks and weeks eventually blurred into months. Coffee dates turned into weekend excursions which merged into nights and weekends and days spent with one another on a deeper, intimate level. Their attraction to one another was basically instant and only grew deeper with each passing second.
They had grown to learn a lot about one another and themselves; fitting into a method where they both felt safe and appreciated with one another. What they gave and took was neither too much or too little; nothing too taboo or impossible. They both had their own needs, desires. They both had their own boundaries which were easily respected.
Their roles together were not hard to understand; fitting together almost like a puzzle piece. Jen had been right, all those months ago about seeing Alice as a knight. There was a sense of duty and determination in making Jen feel like she was the most important and loved woman in the world. Alice supported Jen and all her wishes; her achievements. The pedestal was not placed by Alice to make Jennifer Kale feel silly or mocked but simply desired.
Similarly, Jennifer craved the safety and stability Alice gave her. The way Alice would bend over backwards early mornings and late nights to help at the store or even to spend a few moments here and there together. Jennifer nurtured that part of Alice that badly wanted to be a protector and a provider. Jen didn't see it as a means of control or as a higher status but simply, Alice openly giving her shoulder for Jen to use as her heart desired.
-
The wax by now had almost melted to a halfway point with the wick trimmed neatly always by Jen whenever they were about to light Alice's candle.
It was a beautiful ritual they had begun to share. Alice would be on Jen's bed or couch; feeling confident in what was about to transpire between them as Jen, heightened the experience for them both.
It was what Jen was good at and she took pride in it; loved to include Alice in something so intimate that made sense for them both.
Music was always softly playing somewhere in Jen's place; soft instruments with very little vocals. Sometimes it was light and uplifting but mostly, it was moody and sensual. A background sound track that heightened the passion that burned between them.
The candle was burning away and the music was filling the space; Alice watched as Jen moved around her space so gracefully. The ends of her dress basically floated near her ankles and made her seem otherworldly and in a way, to Alice, Jennifer was. This beautiful, feminine woman who had come into their life when they had thought to cast away any possibility of finding someone else who complimented them.
But Jennifer did and Alice complimented Jennifer in the same way.
The masculinity that Alice presented was beautiful in its own right. Jennifer couldn't get enough of Alice and all that they were. She watched now as Alice sunk in deeper against the soft, velvety white pillows that lined her couch. It was all about atmosphere and appeasing the senses; raising them in such a way that would match with their love and the way they made love.
Simple. Elegant. Purposeful.
Jen sat herself down on the couch beside Alice and leaned into her lover; allowed her head to rest on Alice's shoulder. The candle burned off spicy and mellow all at once and mingled with Jen's music. A slight turn of Jen's face towards Alice's arm told Alice all they needed to know. They turned their face down to Jen and with tender hands, lifted her face so that their lips could meet.
Jen sat herself up to get closer, to allow Alice to deepen the kiss. Their hands cupped a little tighter and pulled Jen. The hunger only grew as Alice kissed Jen; the need to please their partner was top priority.
Alice helped Jen take a seat on her lap; straddling Alice's left thigh as they continued to kiss through the slight grinding of Jen against Alice's pant leg. Alice could see, through half-lidded eyes and quick glances downwards that Jen was holding up her dress in a bunch. The sight alone made Alice moan into Jen's mouth as they saw right before their eyes the way they were making Jen feel.
"Tell me...what you need..."
Alice whispered, low and slightly with a moan, into Jen's mouth.
"This...and you...us..."
Alice's hands moved down to hold Jen's dress for her; they bunched it in their own fist so that Jen could focus on what she wanted and needed. The kisses continued in a sloppy, disorganized way until Alice moved in past Jen's left ear to gently suck and kiss on the side of her neck. The woman sunk down deeper against Alice's leg as she allowed the sensation to fill her. Pulse points were a big deal for her and to have someone so affectionate and attentive so such things was a godsend. Jen sighed into the kisses as she continued to gently roll her hips.
How they loved always felt new and exciting. They had had deep and long discussions before about what they were and were not comfortable with. Musings and revelations of what felt good and what didn't; what they needed at all times and what they could go without. Jennifer loved how Alice touched her and held her; kissed her with hopeless abandon. How Alice would help her by holding up her dresses or skirts; would peel away her clothing or simply move it away. Alice's hands were skilled, thoughtful just as their mouths were. Every touch sent sparks deep into Jen's skin and bloomed something fierce.
With Jen's direction, a gentle hand on top of Alice's that allowed them to know they could leave the bunch of fabric where it was, Jen guided Alice's hand where she needed it to be. The heat that Alice felt against her skin was something that made them lick their lips in delight. Feathered touches in between Jen's legs and against the inside of her thighs; coupled with the damp fabric of Alice's pant leg.
There was never a time spent between them in these few months that Alice felt predatory or dominant over Jen. They simply knew what they needed when they were intimate and found it very easy to give and receive.
Never a question or concerned as to why Alice didn't like to be touched or why they preferred to be clothed.
Never a question or concern as to why Jen didn't like to be touched in certain ways or didn't care most times for penetration.
They simply understood; simply gave each other the love they deserved.
Alice's candle burned until it put itself out.
Jen's protection and Alice's vulnerability.
Alice watched and felt as Jen took what she needed; felt the pleasure against their fingers as they became just as wet as their pant legs. Alice's pants would have to be washed, just as always whenever they spent the night at Jen's. They would peel them off in Jen's bathroom as they readied for bed after getting cleaned and loved and smothered in kisses. Alice always made sure to make Jen comfortable after sex; felt the need to enhance on their end the mood Jen had set beforehand. The chivalrous knight meets all needs without question.
Alice dropped their pants to the bathroom floor along with their underwear and did not feign ignorance to the wetness between their legs and the damp patch on their boxer shorts. It was of course what Jen had, without a doubt, been the source of.
Alice had never felt a love like this; as strong and as bold and as open. They feared they never would again and knew, as they crept back to Jennifer's bedroom to join her in her plush bed, that they would be a fool to let it slip through their fingers.
