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It was 'Bound' to happen
By MysticMeg
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Extracts from 'Bound' by the Wachowski brothers, copyright Pathe
- If you haven't seen it, where the hell have you been!
Timeline
Several weeks after 'Dinner at Kerry's'
Kim Legaspi sighed and looked at the clock yet again - only 5 minutes until Kerry was due to get in. Of course she loved living with Kerry, and the last few weeks had been great, but knowing Weaver would be there every night made days like this intolerable.
"God-damned shifts," she fumed, "When she's off, I'm working, and when I'm here I sit around, waiting..."
After three days of mismatched schedules, Kim was feeling, to put it delicately, rather unloved. And judging from her reluctance to leave that morning, Kerry felt the same. Kim smiled at the memory; Dr Weaver had caught her up in such a goodbye kiss that Kim had to practically pry her off and shove her into the car. Kim had then called County as soon as she knew Kerry would be there, promising;
"I'll make it up to you tonight"
Eyebrows had lifted in the ER at Weaver's distraction, until she managed to snap back into Chief mode.
Finally, the hour had come - eight o'clock. It seemed Kerry was punctual for once; Kim heard the tap of her crutch approaching the door. Hastily, she put on a CD, and threw herself into a chair facing the door.
"Kerry!" Kim called, as soon as she opened the door
"Hey, hun." Kerry replied.
Kim was up at once, sensing from the tiredness in Weaver's voice, and the slump of her shoulders, that things had not gone well at work that day. She took Kerry's coat from her, and left her hands on the smaller woman's shoulders, trying to smooth the strain away.
"Bad day?"
"You could say that. Dead quiet all morning, then suddenly an MVA comes in - five majors, and only one survived."
"Oh, I'm sorry..."
"No, I'm sorry, I know you had plans for tonight. But I'm really not up to it. Maybe we could watch a movie?" Kerry smiled winningly.
"Sure, whatever you want. Sit down and I'll scrounge us some leftovers."
Thankfully, Kerry collapsed onto the couch. Kim soon reappeared with a bottle of wine and the remains of the previous night's Chinese. She set down the dinner, and went to the bookshelf, running her finger along her video collection.
"'Emma'?" she thought, "- too long, 'X-files'? -too much effort, 'Sound of Music'-too cheery..."
Then she paused, her hand on one of her favourite films. With a slow smile, she pulled it out -"Kerry'll have no idea!"
"OK," she declared, "Here's a film I guarantee you'll enjoy."
She showed Kerry the title, while carefully keeping the box out of her reach.
"What's it about?"
"It's kind of a gangster film, but with a difference."
"You're up to something - I know that look!"
"Relax, just sit back and eat."
She put it in and pressed play. The imposing titles came up;
"BOUND" Kerry read. It meant nothing to her, but why was Kim grinning like that?
Wanting to draw out her anticipation, Kim paused the movie before it started.
"Hold on," she said, "As you're tired, I'd better give you a head start. The main characters are Corky the ex-con - that's Gina Gershon, and Violet the gangster's moll - that's Jennifer Tilly. And there's Caesar, Violet's boyfriend - he's a money launderer. Got it?"
"Yep, carry on." Weaver gave Kim a look.
The opening scene; a sulky-looking woman in a battered leather jacket stands in an elevator; "Hold the elevator!" someone calls. Another woman walks in wearing the littlest black dress and stilettos to die for. She stands to one side, while her boyfriend steps in and stands at the front. The two women openly eye each other, Violet lowering her shades for a better look.
"Pretty intense" thought Kerry.
The lift stops, and Violet flirts off up the corridor with a seductive swing of her hips. After a moment appreciating the view, Corky also exits, to enter the appartment next to the other pair.
"Am I missing something here?" she wondered, a suspicion starting to form.
Kim watched gleefully as Kerry sat up attentively, determined to get to the bottom of this.
The scene soon shifted to the following morning. Corky was busy with some plumbing work in the appartment next to Violet's. Someone knocked at the door, and who was it but her sexy neighbour, still in her trademark black, but this time a short top and jeans. Violet presented her with a coffee and entered with her own. The two of them chatted lightly.
"Look at that body language," thought Weaver, ever perceptive. The women on screen were circling each other like hungry predators. Certain lines spoken hardened her suspicion into a practical certainty;
Violet: "That is so amazing, I am so in awe of people who can fix things. My dad was like that. Whenever anything was broken he would just open it up, tinker with it a little bit, and fix it. His hands were magic"
Her gaze lingered on Corky's hands round her coffee mug. Soon after, Violet slinked out again.
Kim turned to Kerry, eager to see her response. She raised her eyebrow provocatively, daring Weaver to say something.
"Stop it right now!"
"What is it, Kerry?"
"Is this some kind of lesbian entrance test?" she asked, half-seriously.
"Would I do that to you?" Kim replied, playfully.
"Sure you would," laughed Kerry, "So did I pass?"
"With flying colours - the last person I tried this on took at least another scene to twig."
"Honestly!" Kerry chided, punching Kim lightly in the arm. But Kim grabbed her hand
and held on to it.
"Let's keep going, the best bit's just coming up."
They settled down comfortably, still holding hands.
After an abortive visit to a gay bar, Corky is back in Violet's building, now painting the ceiling. The phone rings, and she talks to her boss. Evidently, someone has a complaint and she has to deal with it. And who's door does she knock at? Violet's.
Vi opens the door, putting on her weak woman act.
"Oh no...shit, I didn't think he would call you. You must think I'm a total nuisance"
"Not exactly...He said you lost something?"
She comes out with an obviously fake excuse
"I was doing the dishes...and when I pulled the stopper out, my earring fell in."
Violet, in yet another little black dress, stands very close to Corky, who is unscrewing the u-bend. Corky takes the chance to sneak a look at Violet's legs. The earring is found, and Violet is effusively grateful.
"I can't thank you enough...(she offers to pay, Corky refuses) How about a drink, you can't work all night."
"All right, one drink." Corky shoots her a challenging, questioning look.
"What would you like?"
"Beer."
"Of course."
Kim pulled Kerry closer until the redhead was snug against her shoulder, almost close enough to kiss. She was very aware of her lover's warm hand in her own. Their eyes met for a second, and Kim was startled by the different look in Kerry's.
"I knew this'd wake her up a bit," she thought.
The action continued, Violet's flirting becoming more blatant by the second. Corky was sitting on the couch, Violet came right up to her.
"You seem uncomfortable. Do I make you nervous, Corky?"
"No." the ex-con was still on the defensive
"Thirsty, maybe."
"Curious, maybe."
"That's funny, I'm feeling a little bit curious myself..."
Violet touches a prominent tattoo on Corky's shoulder, it looks like an axe.
"That's a great tattoo. Beautiful labrys - Are you surprised I know what it is?"
"Maybe." Corky is still unsure where this is going.
"I have a tattoo."
Violet sits down beside Corky.
"Would you like to see it?"
Apparently this particular tattoo is on Violet's left breast. She moves her dress a fraction so it is visible. It is a black rose.
"A woman in upstate New York did it for me. Do you like it? She promised it wouldn't hurt, but it was sore for a long time after, I couldn't even touch it. But now I love the way it feels. (seductively stroking it) Here, touch it"
She reaches for Corky's hand, and brazenly puts it to her breast.
Kerry gave a little gasp at the sheer effrontery of this woman
By now, Corky is pretty sure what's going on, but makes Violet state her intentions.
"What are you doing?"
"Isn't it obvious," she breathes, "I'm trying to seduce you."
"Why?" Corky whispers in response
Characteristically blunt, Vi replies;
"Because I want to. I've wanted to ever since I saw you that day in the elevator. I know you don't believe me, but I can prove it to you. You can't believe what you see...
(Here Violet takes two of Corky's fingers in her mouth, then moves the hand downwards, between her legs. Things are really hotting up.)
"...But you can believe, what you feel."
Corky's hand is now right where Vi wants it to be. Violet is losing control, her breathing becoming ragged
"I've been thinking about you all day."
They move closer and closer, staring into each other's eyes.
"My god!" Kerry exclaims, "This is -"
"- Pretty hot, isn't it" finishes Kim.
She can feel the heat on Kerry's skin, can feel her warm breath on her neck. Likewise, Kerry can feel Kim breathing faster as she rests against her.
Back on screen, Corky is teasing Violet. Their mouths are so close, but they haven't yet kissed.
"You planned this whole thing. You dropped that earring down the sink on purpose, didn't you."
Vi is terrified of Corky backing off; "If I say yes, will you take your hand away?"
"No."
"Yes!"
Vi is almost there, panting for release
"...Please Corky, please...Kiss me!"
Suddenly they are kissing passionately, and fall back onto the sofa. But Violet's plan is ruined by Caesar's unexpected entrance.
"...Oh, fuck!" They leap up, Vi rearranging her clothes frantically.
"What's this! What the fuck is this! What the fuck is - oh. I thought...Fucking dark in here."
Kim chuckled, breaking the tension. It is obvious Caesar thought Violet was with a man, but has no idea of what really happened.
"I said you'd enjoy it, didn't I."
"Shit, Kim, what are you trying to do to me?"
She paused dramatically, then whispered; "Isn't it obvious..."
Kim ran her hand up Kerry's arm, delighted at the shiver of response she elicited.
Kerry tried to say more, but Kim directed her back to the film;
"Sssh, this is the best part."
Defeated, Corky gets into her truck to leave. Without warning, Violet slides in through the other door.
"I had to see you."
Corky is acting cool again "Look. I don't think this is a good idea."
"I wanted to apologise."
"Please, don't apologise. If there's one thing I can't stand, it's women who apologise for wanting sex."
Kim tensed in anticipation of her favourite line.
In her throatiest voice, Violet stokes up the passion once more;
"I'm not apologising for what I did, I'm apologising, for what I didn't do."
She reaches around, moves in, and they are at it again. Vi breaks away only to say;
"Do you have a bed somewhere?"
Then followed one of the hottest sex scenes allowed past the censors. Their bodies writhed and entwined, to the sound of ever more ragged breathing, and mounting moans of pleasure. The camera roamed over the two sweating forms, stopping just short of flagrant porn. Breasts crushed against each other, hands clutched wildly. Finally the screen centred on Corky's face as she achieved release. Then we fade out...
Throughout this torrid scene, Weaver had clutched onto Kim's hand like a lifebelt. Her nails dug painfully into the other's palm. Kim had to try hard to control herself, to stop her free hand from roaming over the small form so invitingly in front of her. Nevertheless the film affected her as it always did; she was painfully aware of the warmth between her legs.
Kerry's mind was in a whirl - this wasn't her idea of a quiet night in! Then she shook off what little restraint remained and took action. She grabbed the remote and stopped the film. She twisted around to face Kim, their heads only inches apart.
"I can't take much more of this..."
Kerry was shocked at the deep, needy tone of her voice.
"Me neither," Kim responded huskily, "So what are we going to do about it?"
"Well..." teased Weaver, moving even closer, "I'd say a good start would be to kiss you."
"Definitely."
Kerry moved in achingly slowly, until her lips just brushed Kim's. Just this touch caused a deep groan to escape from the blonde. Kim moved into the kiss, her tongue caressing Kerry's lower lip. Willingly, Kerry opened her mouth, and their tongues danced in unchecked passion. Both were now breathing heavily, past the point of no return. Breaking off for a moment, Kim fumbled with Kerry's blouse, her normal dexterity escaping her. Impatiently, Kerry pulled it over her head, and pulled off Kim's sweater in the same movement. Her tiredness forgotten, Kerry arched her neck and teased at Kim's breasts through the soft fabric of her bra.
"God, Kerry!" moaned Kim, "it's been too long."
"Far too long," mumbled Kerry, before continuing her assault on the other breast.
She swiftly unhooked the bra in a now practised motion and paused a moment to admire the sight exposed to view. Then she roughly took Kim's nipple in her mouth, causing even louder appreciation.
Kim could not hold back much longer.
"Please Kerry..." she could hardly talk
At that, Kerry stopped all movement and stared up at Kim.
"Look at me," she demanded, "Tell me what you want."
Kim's eyes opened. The sheer lust in them never ceased to amaze Kerry. Sucking in a shuddering breath, Kim struggled to reply;
"I want you...I want you to fuck me...I want you inside of me."
The flare of passion Kim saw in Kerry's eyes coincided with the burst of wetness between her legs at Kim's words.
"Happy to oblige," Kerry muttered to herself.
She moved purposefully downwards, shucking off Kim's skimpy shorts. She marvelled at what she found there - "I guess she really liked the movie!"
Maddeningly, she paused again. Her hot breath drove Kim wild, as she begged for Kerry's touch. Suddenly, Kerry drove fiercely in with her tongue, revelling in Kim's sweet taste. Then she exercised all her newly-honed skills to bring Kim swiftly to the edge. Her fingers thrust relentlessly, while she shifted her tongue to lap greedily at Kim's throbbing clit. Kim's moans grew steadily louder until she climaxed violently, calling her lover's name. Weaver guided her through, then withdrew gently. She returned to her former position against Kim's chest, looking into her eyes as her breathing returned to normal.
Kerry almost came herself at the look in those eyes, the sound of that voice saying;
"I love you."
"I l-" Kerry started to respond, when Kim smothered her words with a searing kiss.
Kerry closed her eyes, losing herself in the sensation as Kim moved rapidly downwards. She knew Kerry was close, so she chucked away the redhead's slacks and underwear to allow her long tongue access. In no time at all, Kerry was writhing above her, her cries of satisfaction even louder than Kim's had been.
Panting, they collapsed across the couch. Kim gathered the small woman to her, tenderly stroking Kerry's hair. As soon as she got her breath back, Kerry looked into her lover's eyes;
"You know I love you, don't you."
"I know."
They lay silently, savouring the moment. Then a little later, Kim asked innocently;
"Don't you think we should finish the movie?"
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