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a quick kiss
"What?" Carla exclaimed with a prolonged huff, "What are you giggling at?"
She'd been in her office all of three minutes. Three stupid fucking minutes.
In small movements, Kirk opened his wallet and flung a quid in the direction of Betsy who caught it with a chuckle and popped it into a clear jar on the side.
"What is that?" Carla demanded, eyebrows knitted together in a mixture of confusion and anger.
She had only come in for a few hours. As soon as the pain began to lift, she was adamant she wanted to start back at the factory. Lisa resisted, of course, and they settled on a few hours a day.
At their initial silence, Carla strode over to the jar and turned it over.
'£1 for every time Carla mentions Lisa.' read the jar.
Kirk was laughing in the corner and even Sally sat in her chair with a muffled laugh as well.
Carla rolled her eyes and huffed in a strop, hands cupping her cheeks and walked over to face down to her laptop again.
They all had to muffle their chuckles as Carla sat in a mood but were unable to when Lisa came striding in and announced her presence with her prominent northern accent, declaring a "Morning,"
Carla sank further into her seat as Betsy muttered a "Here's your Mrs!."
A sarcastic, "Should DS Swain be worried?" from Fizz was unified with a hissed "She's not actually officially my girlfriend!" from Carla.
They were definitely not at the girlfriend stage yet. Despite everything the couple had been through, neither of them had uttered the 'g' word as of yet.
"Put your hand up if you think my mum and Mrs Connor are girlfriends." Betsy teased as Carla whined a "Will you pack it in!"
A woman of her age and a woman in her position of power should definitely not be whining but with these sort of people around her she had no choice but to whine.
Fizz's hand shot up immediately, always second to Betsy in teasing who followed with her hand.
Carla rolled her eyes dramatically before they widened upon seeing Lisa's devilish grin and her hand straight in the air.
"Put your hand down!"
Their eruption of laughter was broken by Fizz pricking her finger on her machine, eliciting a soft 'ow!' while the others rushed to her aid.
"Karma." Carla muttered under her breath, once again turning to focus on her work.
At the hustle outside the office, Lisa thought it safe to shut the door quietly, hoping not to attract any attention to the pair of them now.
Pulling up a chair, she popped her diary and laptop down next to her laptop and sat down next to her.
"And what do I owe this pleasure?" Carla teased.
"Are you free tonight?"
"I'll have to check my diary," she responded with a smirk and Lisa wasted no time in grabbing her diary from in front of her and popping it next to her.
Carla rolled her eyes at her eagerness but when she turned her head to be met with a soft grin, she relented and opened her diary up.
There was nothing in today's date.
Lisa quickly grabbed a nearby pen, writing her the words "Date night," in her small handwriting.
"Tonight?" Carla asked her and Lisa's smile faltered.
"I will!" she quickly recovered, "I mean I want to. I'm just wondering how you haven't gotten sick of me yet. You've been at my beck and call for the past two weeks."
Lisa smiled again, this time more sincerely.
"Never." and she placed a chaste kiss onto her lips before she walked out of the room without a second glance back.
Carla's finger ghosted over her lips when Betsy knocked on the window.
"Not your girlfriend, yeah?"
"Get back to work." she grinned back.
a jealous kiss
Lisa looked around the room to be met with the familiar gaze of Carla who snapped her head away immediately when they made eye contact.
Lisa smiled to herself, a little too proud as she turned to the attention of the woman next to her. She felt Carla's eye's wander over her again.
She would never normally admit to being jealous. She was normally too stubborn for own good. That's why it surprised Lisa when she stormed right over as soon as the woman had disappeared.
"Stop that."
"Stop what?" Lisa snapped, a slight humour in her voice as she watched Carla's jaw lock.
"You know exactly what, Lisa."
Her sharp accent stung.
She smiled again, her eyes leaving Carla's as they wandered around the room to look for the woman she'd been left speaking to for a while.
Carla's arms had crossed and she huffed a little which made Lisa's grin grow.
"Come on," she urged, picking Lisa's drink up and walking over to a table on the other side of the room.
Lisa followed albeit begrudgingly, stalking over at a similar pace and sitting down, "You did it on purpose."
"I haven't the faintest idea what you're on about," she grinned back at her and she scowled in response.
"You spoke to her knowing full well I wouldn't like it." she snapped.
"Her name is Emily." Lisa bit back but she was still grinning.
"I don't care?" she questioned and she let out a laugh, "And then you knew I'd give in and speak to you if it meant she wasn't."
It was silent for a moment as Lisa stared at her as she took a sip of her wine, "Did it work?"
Carla scowled in response, brow deepening further when Emily came straight back over to talk to Lisa again.
Lisa couldn't help but stifle a laugh at how Carla immediately stalked off, finding herself a spot next to Ryan.
"She's only playing, Carla." Ryan sensed the atmosphere immediately, "She's tipsy. And you did say no labels to the relationship yet."
She didn't respond, instead choosing to get up hastily and brush down the black dress she had chose to wear tonight with Lisa in mind.
"What are you doing?" Ryan asked wearily.
At her lack of response and movement towards Lisa and her female friend, Ryan sat up straighter.
"Oh my fucking god," Ryan spat out quickly.
"She's gonna punch her!" Fizz, who had appeared behind him followed up with.
Lisa turned her head at Carla's presence, who had pressed herself up against her back.
"What?" she smiled up at her and Carla could have knocked her head off before she reminded herself that she was here to assert her dominance.
She pulled Lisa up to meet her lips from her jaw, grasping it with one hand and smashing her mouth onto hers.
Lisa automatically pushed back into her, leaning up to tie her hands round her neck and kissed her back. Once, twice, three times. All while their friends were sat behind them, completely silent with their mouths wide open.
"I'm going home now," Carla said aloud, scowling at the dumbstruck woman in front of her before she stalked over to Ryan quickly to say goodbye.
"I'm gonna follow her, I think." Lisa winked and head in the direction of Carla.
a drunken kiss
They had been elated all night. Elated at Lisa's win, elated to be with each other, elated that Kit had finally shut the fuck up and gone to bed.
"That's my favourite dress of yours, you know." Carla had murmured into the crook of her girlfriend's neck as she tried and failed to get the key into the lock of their hotel room.
Lisa's breath automatically hitched at the contact that she'd ached to feel all night but she couldn't open the bloody door when she was pressing open mouthed kisses on her neck like that.
So she turned herself round with a thump to the back of the door, exclaiming that she'd have to "Stop that right now otherwise she wouldn't be able to open the door."
Carla grinned at her in response, her eyes creased and mouth open as she leaned forward and pressed a hard kiss onto her lips, one that would bruise come the morning. She grabbed the key out of her hand as she easily worked her hand up to rest at the nape of her neck and tugged onto a loose blonde strand, opening the door and stumbling through it.
They did truly fall through the door, Lisa kicking her heels off and attempting to pull Carla's coat off while trying to maintain as much physical contact with each other as possible.
Lisa's "Are you sure-" was cut off by a more firm pressing of Carla's lips to hers and she melted with it, hands immediately finding their way to her hips, digging her nails into the soft flesh underneath her dress.
Lisa managed to pull her backwards by the lapels on her jumpsuit, the kiss turning sloppy as they clattered teeth, coming into the main room and falling onto the sofa.
She looked at her while they paused for air, a lopsided grin looking down at her and she couldn't help but smile profoundly in return.
Lisa looked round properly for the first time and noticed how she had put electronic candles around the room before they had left for the awards.
She raised an eyebrow, "That was pretty presumptuous of you." she murmured in annoyance, but her hand came up to gently caress the side of her face nevertheless.
She leant in to her touch before grasping her hand and lightly kissing her knuckles, "It's always going to be you, Lisa."
She was a little bit drunk, yes but she sounded so sincere and Lisa couldn't help but open her legs wider so she could rest her body in between her thighs and she pulled her face down to hers to kiss her soundly again.
"Oi," she started and she pulled back again for a moment to listen to her speak, "You know you didn't have to do all of this," she said gesturing to the candles and the bouquet of flowers she could see on a desk, "If you wanted a shag you could've just asked."
Carla chuckled then, "And you would've said yes?"
Lisa shrugged her shoulders before answering with a sincere, "I would've gave in."
Carla smiled down at her again before twirling the lose blonde strand of her hair round her fingers with an affirmed, "Your hair is so soft."
Lisa snorted at this, "You're drunk."
She couldn't help but laugh at her again before whispering ever so slightly, "It still doesn't change that I love you."
Her heart stopped. And so did Carla's. They hadn't gone as far as the three dreaded words yet but here she was, on a sofa in a posh hotel room after the Police Force Awards telling her she loved her.
She sat up for a kiss this time, taking her by surprise as their heads clashed and Carla moaned into the kiss.
"Please fuck me." she whispered against Carla's lips, enjoying the feeling of her between her legs again.
Carla stifled a laugh into her mouth before murmuring a drunken, "That's not how you say it back."
"You know I love you," she started but she pulled away teasingly, "So fuck me."
And she did, exactly that.
a secret kiss
Carla had only been in the factory ten minutes when a flushed Lisa walked in and asked whether she could borrow her. Fizz's eyes shifted towards Kirk's but he knew better to comment.
Lisa lead the way to her office and made a point of walking in front of her for the entire way, making Carla feel as if she'd done something wrong. She never glanced back at her once, her boots harshly tapping on the floor and her pony tail swishing violently from side to side.
Was she angry at her for last night? Was she about to tell her harshly that it was fun but not what she wanted in her life anymore?
She opened the door to the unoccupied office, grabbing Carla's hand and pulling her in too.
As Lisa hastily shut the blinds, Carla hissed, "What is wrong?" before Lisa turned around and pulled her towards her, their lips colliding in her sudden urge for her. She threw her arms around her neck when the kiss got heated.
Carla's face couldn't help but break out into a grin as she slid her tongue into her mouth, their teeth clattering as she pushed her against the nearest wall to them.
Carla attempted to speak through the kiss at first, relentlessly teasing her but eventually gave in to her senses when Lisa pushed her back onto the desk behind her and dominated the kiss once more, not hesitating in quickly kicking her boots off and throwing herself up onto her lap.
She wrapped her legs around the back of her as she quickly and seriously muttered, "I can't stop thinking about last night."
This took Carla by surprise because she sounded so sincere but she quickly recovered by pressing herself forward again to place a chaste kiss on her lips before drawing back and then placing another series of three into her neck.
"As much as I love this," she started and Lisa knew she was about to ruin her morning as she ran a hand up her leg, "I have another meeting soon."
Lisa nodded but kept a tight grip onto the back of the blazer she was wearing, the material a crushed ball in her hands. Quickly, she pressed another kiss onto her lips before murmuring "Can I come round-
"Yeah," Carla spoke before she'd even finished the sentence, punctuating it with a fleeting kiss to her lips and smiling in return at the contented grin which had formed on her mouth.
Lisa nodded slowly then, lips pursuing as if she wanted more as her eyes flickered down again and she couldn't help but pull her back in quickly and kiss her senseless once more.
When they heard a loud laugh on the floor outside, they sprang apart and sorted themselves out. Lisa tucked her shirt back into it's trousers and then brushed her fingers through Carla's hair a few times, enjoying the enveloped silence around them. .
"See you tonight?" Lisa questioned as if she needed further reinforcement and Carla nodded at her, a slight smile on her face before she walked off in the other direction.
early morning kiss
A golden beam of light gently crept onto Carla's face from the sun and her eyes gradually opened. Face turning to the clock which read 6:15am, she snuggled forward into the body in front of her.
They could have 5 more minutes.
Pressing herself forward, she found Lisa only wrapped more around her and she engulfed herself in the warmth.
A snuffled snore erupted from in front of her and Carla let out a soft chuckle, picking up her hands and caressing them in an attempt to wake her up.
"Wake up, my darling." Carla whispered in her ear, pressing soft kisses to her neck as she groaned in her arms.
"No." was the blunt reply from Lisa with an added whine on the end.
Carla actually laughed this time and pressed a kiss to her other side. Whispers of "I love you." and details of the foggy weather from her position in bed were relayed to her sleeping form.
"Piss off." Lisa moaned, turning on her back as Carla mid sentence cracked another laugh.
"Do you not love me back?" Carla whispered into her ear, making sure to crack her voice and she started to slowly move away from the slumped body.
Whilst dramatically huffing and thrashing herself round the bed for a few moments, Lisa turned herself round and threw her arms round Carla.
"Of course I love you dickhead." she scoffed, eliciting another giggle from Carla.
"You just love your sleep more, yeah?" she defiantly asked, earning her an eye roll and a tut from Lisa.
"Something like that." she murmured back, pressing her head on her chest and snuggling back in.
Again, another giggle elicited from Carla's direction.
In a few rapid movements, Lisa untangled herself from her girlfriend and looked at the clock then back at Carla with a frown; "You've not gone to Roy's for a 7am butty again."
"I can't bare to leave this warmth in the morning." Carla said sincerely, slotting a leg between Lisa and pulling her closer.
Lisa faked shock but leant into her nevertheless, murmuring a "God, haven't you changed, Miss I dunno how I feel about her yet."
A muffled 'shut up' left Carla's mouth as she leant forward and kissed her soundly.
Lisa kissed her back before hastily getting up out of bed and walking over to Carla's vanity and sitting down.
"You're unfair," Carla pouted from the bed.
Lisa's eyes moved upwards.
"Stop."
It came out harsher then expected. She was only teasing, really, but she could feel her chest growing hot and her cheeks flushing as Kate's eyes burned into her bare back.
"What?" Carla grinned back, propping herself up on the headboard.
"Staring."
She repeated it bitterly but Carla only grinned cheekily in response with a "I'm enjoying the view."
Lisa rolled her eyes and then kept them down, avoiding eye contact for fear of growing a darker red. She mumbled a "Shut up." while trying and failing to get her necklace on.
Carla immediately took her chance and slipped out of bed to draw up behind her and take the necklace off. Her hands absentmindedly wandered over her skin as she wrapped her arms around her waist to plant a series of kisses to her neck.
"Beautiful." she noted and Lisa automatically leaned back into her touch and kisses.
"But," Carla finalised with one more kiss to her cheek, "We've got work."
"You're insufferable."
"I still need a shower," Carla commented, looking back at Lisa before she walked out of the room and into her bathroom.
Lisa heard the water running and ran after her.