Four Times Two (X-over, Emme/Jude)
Title: Four Times Two
Challenge: femslash100 #80: remainder (going back to #79: mirror)
Fandom: The Great New Wonderful/Happy Endings
Pairing: Emme/Jude
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 143 + 144 + 171 + 153 + 185
Disclaimer: Characters from separate Maggie Gyllenhaal movies are not having sex. I own nothing. Blah bleh blue.
*
The first time Emme sees the girl she will later know as Jude, Danny is the one who points her out.
"She looks just like you," he whispers into her ear. "We should go talk to her. Invite her back to our place."
Emme laughs half-heartedly. "I'm not that narcissistic."
Danny doesn't raise an eyebrow because, well, he's much more self-centered than she is. They finish their drinks without catching her eye.
The second time Emme sees her, she's in the same bar but without Danny, and Jude approaches her. Jude doesn't make a joke about their resemblance, nor does she seem to notice it.
Emme doesn't mention it, either. She assumes they're playing a game.
They share a drink but don't exchange names. Jude kisses her on the mouth before she walks away. Emme wishes she had someone to tell this to.
*
The third time is when Emme learns Jude's name. It's also when Jude asks her, "So, what do you do?"
"For a living?"
"Yeah. Isn't that what that question means?"
Emme knows she can't impress Jude with her accomplishments; the sort of person who'd care would already know who she is. "I make cakes. Fancy cakes," she says, and it sounds so empty that she wants Jude to laugh in her face. "For rich people."
"It's okay," Jude says. "I'm not doing anything with my life, either."
They end up in a bathroom stall because Jude suggests it. They touch but don't kiss. Emme keeps closing her eyes, then puts an end to it after she hears people outside. A couple of the women give them horrified looks as they exit, and Emme counts the things about this the strangers could be offended by.
*
The fourth time, Jude says, "I need a place to stay." She's recently arrived from California, and she doesn't know anyone in New York. "Except for this one guy. The guy I'm staying with. But that's not working out."
Emme can imagine Jude on her couch, taking turns fucking her and Danny. She doesn't like the reverie. But she also doesn't like being the person who does nothing for other people. Later, it'll occur to her that she just should've donated to a charity or helped someone deserving.
"I could get you a hotel room," Emme says.
Emme tells the woman at the front desk that she needs a room for her sister as she slides a credit card over. "As long as she needs it. She's having... a bit of a tough time. But my place is small, so," she adds. She doesn't know why she feels the need to invent a back-story.
"C'mon, sis." Jude smirks as she grabs up the keycard. "Let's have a look at my room."
*
As they enter the room, Jude takes off her shirt.
Emme closes the door and leans against it, watching Jude undress and waiting to wake up. Not that she believes this to be a dream; she just believes herself to be sleepwalking through reality.
"Second thoughts?" Jude says.
"No."
Their bodies are as similar as their faces, so it feels strangely exciting when Emme finds a faint scar that makes Jude's hip different from her own. Then she's looking into Jude's eyes and that excitement fades away. But there is still a throbbing in her clit, one that doesn't go away until Jude's tongue is brushing over it in just the right way.
She fucks Jude with three fingers and her tongue, keeping a hand near her own thigh just in case she gets in the mood to double her masturbation.
She doesn't. But she does let Jude go down on her again.
*
Afterwards, Jude asks, "How was it to fuck yourself?"
With Jude finally acknowledging it, Emme allows herself to think about what their connection might be. Coincidence? Some doppelganger theory? Emme was the one their parents kept?
"I don't know," Emme says finally.
"Well." Jude shrugs her shoulders. "I had fun."
She purposely avoids seeing Jude again but, according to the hotel bill, Jude spends seven days living off Emme's credit card. The next time she thinks about Jude, Emme cries at the further proof that she understands nothing about herself or the world.
A couple months after the last time she sees Jude, Emme says to Danny, "You remember that girl we saw? The one who looked like me?"
"Yeah. I guess."
"I slept with her."
Danny seems strangely disinterested, and Emme's not sure if he's quietly seething, hurt in a way he can't describe or, like herself, just doesn't give a shit about this relationship anymore. "I thought you weren't that much of a narcissist."
Emme wants to tell him it wasn't about that, but then she'd have to know what it was about.
END
Challenge: femslash100 #80: remainder (going back to #79: mirror)
Fandom: The Great New Wonderful/Happy Endings
Pairing: Emme/Jude
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 143 + 144 + 171 + 153 + 185
Disclaimer: Characters from separate Maggie Gyllenhaal movies are not having sex. I own nothing. Blah bleh blue.
*
The first time Emme sees the girl she will later know as Jude, Danny is the one who points her out.
"She looks just like you," he whispers into her ear. "We should go talk to her. Invite her back to our place."
Emme laughs half-heartedly. "I'm not that narcissistic."
Danny doesn't raise an eyebrow because, well, he's much more self-centered than she is. They finish their drinks without catching her eye.
The second time Emme sees her, she's in the same bar but without Danny, and Jude approaches her. Jude doesn't make a joke about their resemblance, nor does she seem to notice it.
Emme doesn't mention it, either. She assumes they're playing a game.
They share a drink but don't exchange names. Jude kisses her on the mouth before she walks away. Emme wishes she had someone to tell this to.
*
The third time is when Emme learns Jude's name. It's also when Jude asks her, "So, what do you do?"
"For a living?"
"Yeah. Isn't that what that question means?"
Emme knows she can't impress Jude with her accomplishments; the sort of person who'd care would already know who she is. "I make cakes. Fancy cakes," she says, and it sounds so empty that she wants Jude to laugh in her face. "For rich people."
"It's okay," Jude says. "I'm not doing anything with my life, either."
They end up in a bathroom stall because Jude suggests it. They touch but don't kiss. Emme keeps closing her eyes, then puts an end to it after she hears people outside. A couple of the women give them horrified looks as they exit, and Emme counts the things about this the strangers could be offended by.
*
The fourth time, Jude says, "I need a place to stay." She's recently arrived from California, and she doesn't know anyone in New York. "Except for this one guy. The guy I'm staying with. But that's not working out."
Emme can imagine Jude on her couch, taking turns fucking her and Danny. She doesn't like the reverie. But she also doesn't like being the person who does nothing for other people. Later, it'll occur to her that she just should've donated to a charity or helped someone deserving.
"I could get you a hotel room," Emme says.
Emme tells the woman at the front desk that she needs a room for her sister as she slides a credit card over. "As long as she needs it. She's having... a bit of a tough time. But my place is small, so," she adds. She doesn't know why she feels the need to invent a back-story.
"C'mon, sis." Jude smirks as she grabs up the keycard. "Let's have a look at my room."
*
As they enter the room, Jude takes off her shirt.
Emme closes the door and leans against it, watching Jude undress and waiting to wake up. Not that she believes this to be a dream; she just believes herself to be sleepwalking through reality.
"Second thoughts?" Jude says.
"No."
Their bodies are as similar as their faces, so it feels strangely exciting when Emme finds a faint scar that makes Jude's hip different from her own. Then she's looking into Jude's eyes and that excitement fades away. But there is still a throbbing in her clit, one that doesn't go away until Jude's tongue is brushing over it in just the right way.
She fucks Jude with three fingers and her tongue, keeping a hand near her own thigh just in case she gets in the mood to double her masturbation.
She doesn't. But she does let Jude go down on her again.
*
Afterwards, Jude asks, "How was it to fuck yourself?"
With Jude finally acknowledging it, Emme allows herself to think about what their connection might be. Coincidence? Some doppelganger theory? Emme was the one their parents kept?
"I don't know," Emme says finally.
"Well." Jude shrugs her shoulders. "I had fun."
She purposely avoids seeing Jude again but, according to the hotel bill, Jude spends seven days living off Emme's credit card. The next time she thinks about Jude, Emme cries at the further proof that she understands nothing about herself or the world.
A couple months after the last time she sees Jude, Emme says to Danny, "You remember that girl we saw? The one who looked like me?"
"Yeah. I guess."
"I slept with her."
Danny seems strangely disinterested, and Emme's not sure if he's quietly seething, hurt in a way he can't describe or, like herself, just doesn't give a shit about this relationship anymore. "I thought you weren't that much of a narcissist."
Emme wants to tell him it wasn't about that, but then she'd have to know what it was about.
END