Title: Want Take Have
Author: North hollye@sympatico.ca
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Greenlee/Bianca
Summary: Very short story, vignette really, about what the woman of Pine Valley want.
Disclaimers: Don't own these characters at all. No harm intended or profit gained. This is all just for fun and out of affection for the show.
Dedication: For Berg, a good ear and kind person, and since you let me know what a fan you were of Don't Walk Run. Here's something a little different along that similar style.
WANT
I wanted her. I thought she's all I could want or have. Who else could I give my heart to but a mirror of the only one I ever loved so deeply. One sentence and Maggie took it all away. She doesn't want me. She'll never want me. All I'm left with is this empty gaping ache in my chest that needs to be filled. I want it filled
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I thought I wanted to end it all. A near fall out of a window convinced me otherwise. I have a company to run. And it keeps me too busy to think, too feel. Almost too busy. I wish I could feel Leo near me again, feel some part of him with me but it's all left in pieces. Like my heart. I feel so cold. I would do anything to feel warm again. To feel close to him. I want to feel happy. I want to feel loved like he could make me feel. But wanting can't bring back the dead. All I have now is this sharp want.
TAKE
I can't take another moment of seeing her flirting with men, and everytime Maggie looks at me her eyes take on this sadness. Pity maybe. Or guilt. I don't want either. If only I could take what I want and have it given back to me. If only everything was different than how it is.
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First I wanted to take my life and now I want to live it. I want to take that zeal that Leo had, that hunger for everything, and make it my own. I glance once more around my empty apartment. All these things that are Leo but none of it can make me feel loved again. Only one thing ever reflected back to me Leo’s depth and heart. It's time and took it.
HAVE
I don't get it. Why can't I ever have the happy ending? Why can't the woman with need filling her eyes want me? Take me instead of Jack or Josh or Tim or whoever else? I'm so tired of it all. Tired of wanting. Tired of needing. Exhausted to even think of trying to open myself to someone new.
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The knocking on the door was demanding. Restlessly, Bianca walked to the door and opened it confused. Her eyes adjusting to the hallway light, she was shocked to see who was at her door.
"Greenlee?"
Greenlee didn't wait for an invitation by swept past her and entered the room. In one quick glance she took in the scattered sheets along with the extent of Bianca's dishevelment.
"Trouble sleeping?" she asked already knowing the answer.
Bianca closed the door. Padding barefoot over to where Greenlee stood near her bed. "It would help if people didn't come knocking on my door at ungodly hours.
Greenlee threw off her coat and sat on the bed kicking off her shoes. "Why are you in a hotel room anyway?"
"I just wanted to be somewhere...that didn't remind me of anywhere that was overly familiar. How did you find me anyway?"
"Please, as if it's that hard to find you, daughter of the great cosmetic queen, when I want. Besides," Greenlee's smirk faded into a wince as she says the name. "I learned a lot from watching Leo track you down."
Bianca felt exposed in her spaghetti strap white sleep top. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Is that why you're here? You want to talk about Leo?"
Greenlee looks Bianca up and down slowly, making Bianca flush in a confused myriad of signals.
"Maggie's a fool." Greenlee stated.
Deeply confused now, Bianca ventures. "Did something happen with Maggie?"
Greenlee gives an elegant snort of disdain. "No but something should have. The woman's obviously damaged to not have gone for you when she had the chance. But that's alright." Greenlee stands up and approaches Bianca. "It just means there's one less obstacle in my way."
"In your way of what?" Bianca fights the impulse to step back from her.
Greenlee's gaze burns into hers. "You."
Hands clasp Bianca's arms, pulling them away from her chest.
Bianca stammers. "What are you doing?" but she doesn't back away.
"What we both want." A hand strokes up Bianca's side causing her to inhale sharply as it approaches her the side of her breast.
Bianca holding Greenlee's gaze, asks her very softly. "How would you know what I want?"
"Because you're like Leo in a lot of ways. I've been watching you. I've always watched you. First a nuisance, than a rival for Leo's affection, now you're the only one who knows, who feels..."
"Feels what?" Bianca breathes.
Greenlee leans in close so that their lips almost touch. "How much it hurts to want what you can never have."
"I never wanted you."
"Liar." The word teases Bianca's lips as Greenlee breathes it out. "I've seen the way you've noticed me. You burn just like I do. You're the only one who does. The only one with his depth, his fire."
"I'm not Leo."
"I'm not asking you to be. I want you Bianca. Only you."
"I ...Maggie..."
"Why are you fighting this? If you really wanted me to leave you would have already kicked me out." Greenlee's hand travels higher. "You would have stepped back when I started to touch you but you're still here."
Greenlee's hand covers Bianca's breast and squeezes it, kneading. Watching every nuance of Bianca's chest heave into the touch, of dark eyes now even darker with desire. Desire for her.
"Tell me to go and I'll go." Greenlee tells her, continuing to knead her chest, her other hand curving around a hip, pulling Bianca's body against hers. "Tell me to stay....and I'll give you all you can take."
Breathing raggedly, Bianca licks her lips. "I can take a lot, and give even better."
"I was hoping you'd say that." Greenlee smiled but then it faded and she said firmly. "I don't want any guilt after, no flights of conscience. No running away as if you made a mistake."
Bianca's hands weave into Greenlee's hair. "Greenlee, you're not a mistake." She pulls her to her and claims Greenlee's lips with her own. Her kiss isn't gentle, it's a sensual demand, calling forth Greenlee's want and need to the fore. A tongue slips past bruising lips to tangle with Greenlee's. Greenlee's moan sears Bianca's senses. It makes her draw back. Feeling too much too soon-
Greenlee grabs her. "Don't you dare run away from this, from me!" Greenlee rips open her own blouse exposing her chest to Bianca, who can see even in the dim light of her room, that the nipples are erect, aching to be touched. "You need me as much as I need you and I'm not leaving until we both have what we want."
Bianca growls low in her throat and seizes Greenlee in a fierce embrace, she kisses her deeply, both of them moaning at the sensation of Greenlee's breast rubbing against Bianca's. Bianca's hands claps Greenlee's hips and then her rear, kneading them demandingly, causing Greenlee to writhe against her. After some moments, it's Greenlee who pulls away, but not far. "Damn but you can kiss. Why don't you let me lie down on this bed and show me what else you can do." It wasn't a question.
With the way Bianca was staring at her, Greenlee knew it was going to answered. And then some.
Bianca pushed her back, already weak kneed, Greenlee folded neatly onto the bed behind her. She rest her hands back and leaned back watching Bianca to see what she would do next. Her breath caught in her throat as Bianca, never taking her eyes off of Greenlee, pulled her top over her head and tossed in unseeing behind her. With one deft bend, she stripped herself of her pj bottoms as well and stood naked in front of Greenlee.
Greenlee's eyes roamed over her darker counterpart's body hungrily. She licked suddenly dry lips. "Come to bed."
Bianca shakes her head slowly form side to side. "In a moment."
She kneels down in front of Greelnee and peels off the ripped blouse. Her hands tease as she undoes the skirt and slides it down Greenlee's hips and legs. The lace panties and hose give her a moments pause as she appreciates the view but her hands didn't wait long before slowly sliding the hose down one leg at a time, feeling every curve of the body beneath her hands. Than the panties. She looks up at Greenlee, pausing. Asking.
In a husky voice Bianca never heard before Greenlee answers her. "Yes. Hurry."
The lace comes off quickly, and the scent of arousal begins to fill the room. Bianca does what she's never done before, what she's wanted and needed to do for so long now. She gives in to the demand inside her, the want to take, to have. She climbs up the bed pushing Greenlee's body down and attacks her with her hot mouth, wet tongue and arousing scrape of teeth along every portion of Greenlee's body. Her hands roam everywhere, caressing, exploring. She teases the breasts beneath her with light touches, deep kneading and demanding pinches on aching nipples.
This assault on Greenlee's senses has her keening with desire. She moans Bianca's name but nothing prepares her for Bianca's response when the sensation of a wet demanding mouth sucks greedily at her breasts. She cries out Bianca's name, her hands latching on to Bianca's head, twisting in her dark hair. Greenlee's legs wrap around Bianca's body, rubbing her lower, swollen lips against Bianca's stomach, grinding herself into the woman on top of her.
The feel of Greenlee's body moving against her own drives Bianca further. She releases the wonderfully abused breasts and without pause, lowers her mouth onto Greenlee's centre, mouthing every inch of wanton flesh. Greenlee's body heaves beneath hers. Wasting no time, Bianca clasps on to the engorged nub and sucks hard, even using her teeth. With a mighty cry, Greenlee convulses, curling around Bianca in a shuddering climax. Bianca licks at her, drawing out every whimper and ripple of pleasure.
A hand softly caresses the side of her face. She looks up into a Greenlee's smiling face and languid body. This smile was different than any Bianca has seen before. It's open, and gentle...and loving.
"Wow." Greenlee says with a chuckle.
Bianca gives her a fiery look that makes the chuckle dry up in Greenlee's throat. Not taking her eyes off her prey, Bianca slowly slides two fingers into Greenlee's wet warmth. Greenlee gasps and her eyes widen but Bianca didn't miss how her legs widened as well, or how her body rippled inside and out.
"I'm hardly done yet." She tells Greenlee.
"Neither am I." Greenlee tells her breathlessly.
With a hand in Bianca's hair, she pulls the woman up to her. Bianca however starts to move her hand in and out in a slow torturous stroking that's making Greenlee moan again. Greenlee pulls her lover down to claim her mouth with her own, biting Bianca's succulent lips and snaking her tongue around hers, tasting her own sweetness there. Her own hand slides down their entwined bodies and finds Bianca's heated centre. She glides her fingers along the wetness. Bianca cries out against her moth as she grazes a sensitive bundle of nerves.
Hungry for more of it, Greenlee slides her own hand deep into Bianca's centre, feasting on every sound each movement makes, on how the silken skin of Bianca's body rubs against her won as they each twist and caress the other into a frenzied need for release too long denied. As they both come closer and closer to the edge, Greenlee looks into those eyes so dark she could never see to the bottom until tonight, this moment. And even as they crest, heaving with and against each other, she marvels out Bianca's strength and courage to share her climax with Greenlee, open eyed, meeting her gaze, holding it. Until they both fall.
Lying there, sweating, neither feels compelled to move their hands from their wonderful havens, entwined so, they fall asleep.
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Greenlee opens her eyes slowly, she stretches, only to find a warm wonderful sensation of soft skin and soothing weight of another body stopping her. She looks over and there's Bianca, sleeping against her. Tears prick her eyes, shimmer her vision to spill over. She hasn't felt this safe and happy since, since...since what's felt like forever.
She moves stray hair from Bianca's face, admiring the sleeping beauty. She caresses the face softly, marvelling at the woman next to her, with her. Realizing she might wake her she stops.
"Don't stop." Bianca asks, not opening her eyes.
"How long have you been awake?" Greenlee resumes touching her, she can't get enough of touching her.
"Not long. Just enjoying the moment while it lasts." Bianca says.
A drop of wetness on her shoulder makes her open her eyes to see Greenlee's tears. Saddened, Bianca asks "Regrets already?"
"Not regrets." Greenlee kisses her lover softly, tenderly. "Just relieved that I can feel happy again. Feel anything like this again." She looks at Bianca, completely open letting the younger woman see into her heart. "I didn't know I could have a happy ending after all."
Bianca's eyes go wide in surprise at the words she thought only last night. The old fears return though. She has to be sure. "Is that what this is for you Greenlee? A happy ending?"
Greenlee studies her, and says before leaning in to kiss her again, "Actually no. It's a happy beginning Bianca. And I want to see it to the end with you."
Fin