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The Motivated Employee Pt 09

The Motivated Employee Pt 09

by petracouch
19 min read
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Author's Note: I am open to feedback. I read every comment.

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It's just a movie, Celina reminded herself. She had stared at her closet for too long. Casual. No-pressure. Just wear what you usually wear, she told herself.

Kenny let out a sharp bark from his spot on the bed, as if to chastise her for her indecision. The little terrier mix stood up, sniffed her leg, and flopped back down with a huff.

"I know," Celina muttered. "Not a big deal."

Jo's legs were tucked under her on the couch, as she thumbed through a book she wasn't actually reading. Her eyes flicked up when Celina walked out of their bedroom, pulling on a black hoodie.

"What movie did you choose?"

Celina thought for a moment. She had forgotten the name. "That one about the girl stranded on the island surrounded by sharks."

"Are you the shark?" Jo teased.

"Funny". Celina crossed the room and leaned over the back of the couch, pressing a kiss into Jo's sleek, black hair. "I could cancel. Stay in. Watch you pretend to read." Her eyes flicked over the front cover, The House of Impossible Beauties.

Jo tilted her head back to look up at her. "No, you couldn't. You've been fidgeting all afternoon."

Kenny jumped onto the couch next to Jo, onto the blanket Celina's mom had given them so he could sit on the couch. She scratched behind his ear absentmindedly.

Celina smiled. "You sure you're okay?"

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not jealous."

"I didn't say jealous," Celina said softly. "I said okay."

"I'm fine," Jo said, firm but kind. "She's sweet."

"And she's new to all this," Celina murmured.

"You think she needs protecting from me?" Jo responded.

Celina didn't flinch. "Yes."

Jo blinked.

"You're irresistable, babe," Celina said, brushing Jo's hair back from her face. "She wouldn't know what hit her."

"Flattery will get you everything." Jo replied.

"All I'm saying is, I just know how easy it is to get pulled into your orbit. She's still figuring herself out." She lightly kissed her on the lips. "I love you."

"I love you too." Celina rested her forehead against Jo's. "I'm not worried. Just... intrigued."

Celina stood back up. "You sure?"

Jo smirked. "If I wanted her, I'd already have her."

By the time Celina reached the theater, Dani was already waiting out front, one hand in the pocket of her green hoodie, the other playing with her phone.

God, she's cute, Celina thought. And she's not even trying.

"You're early. Trying to show me up?" Celina said.

Dani put her phone away, eyes lighting up when she saw her. "No, I just don't want to miss the previews. If this movie sucks, they'll be the best part." She grinned.

Inside, the theater was dim and nearly empty, as they walked to their seats in the middle. The trailers began playing. Dani leaned in and whispered, "I don't usually do horror."

"I figured. You flinched at the popcorn machine." Celina replied.

Each time Dani jumped--once at a cheap scare, twice at the real ones--Celina rested a steadying hand on her arm. By the final act, their shoulders were touching.

As the credits rolled, Dani let out a breath. "That was... actually good."

"Told you," Celina said, stretching. "Fear's just adrenaline with a soundtrack."

They grabbed ice cream and wandered the quiet streets, talk flowing easily from the movie into something deeper, neither of them ready to end the night.

"So Celina, what would you do if you were alone on a desert island?"

Celina glanced over. Dani's arms were tucked inside her jumper pockets, her shoulders relaxed. Very different to the office. Of course, everyone was a little looser outside of work. It was kind of nice, though. "Is there Wi-Fi on this island?"

Dani laughed, licking a drip from her cone. "Nope. Just coconuts. And shark-infested waters, like in the movie."

"Well, in that case," Celina said, kicking at a loose pebble on the sidewalk, "I would find a way to become friends with the sharks."

"Is this based on the true story of how you moved up the corporate ladder?"

Celina let out a startled laugh. "The audacity," she said, eyes wide with amusement.

Dani looked momentarily unsure. "Too much?"

"No," Celina said, still grinning. "You're usually so quiet. Shy. I didn't know you had that in you." She took a spoonful of her salted caramel icecream.

Dani shrugged, trying to play it off. "I wouldn't say that at work, you know."

"Oh, I know. You and Jo have a weirdly similar sense of humor. Dry and sneaky. Like you both enjoy saying things that sound like compliments until you think about it."

Dani blinked, then laughed. "Is that... good or bad?"

"Oh, it's definitely dangerous," Celina said. "You're both shit-stirrers."

They walked a few more steps before Dani asked, "How did you and Jo meet?"

Celina smiled to herself. "We were traveling. Same tour group--backpacking through Spain."

Dani looked over curiously. "Really?"

"Yeah. We were the only two queer people in a group of, like, fifteen. Mostly frat-boys. Every guy on that trip tried to hit on Jo at some point."

"Yeah, I can see that happening to Jo."

Celina laughed. "Right? She barely said a word to any of them. But then one night, after too many cheap cocktails, I ended up in Jo's bed. I remember the guys looked like their brains had short-circuited."

"They couldn't believe that she hadn't picked one of them." Dani reflected.

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Celina nodded, her grin turning a little smug. "Exactly. One of them actually said, 'But you're both... girls?'"

Dani snorted. "He thought that lesbians were myths 'til that moment."

Celina saw this an opportunity to ask her about something she'd been meaning to. "Speaking of straight boys and their confusion... you ever deal with that kind of thing?"

"Uh, yeah." Dani gave a half-shrug. "I dated Trent for a little while. In retrospect, he was a beige wall of a human." She paused. "My parents loved him. They love beige walls, I guess. And Kayla - well, she tolerated him."

"Kayla tolerates beige walls, I'm guessing." Celina smiled.

"Ha. Yeah. She just supports me no matter what." Dani paused at that. "And me--I felt like I was mothering him." Dani glanced up shyly at Celina. "Sex felt like a chore." And there she goes, blushing again, Celina thought quietly. I must be one of the first people she's told that to.

"It takes a lot to admit that." said Celina.

"He thought everything was fine because I wasn't complaining. But I just..." She sighed. "I just wasn't attracted to him."

Celina pried. "At any point in that relationship, did you realise you were queer?"

Dani gave a sad smile. "No. I feel a bit stupid now. Could have saved myself a whole lot of pain."

Celina shook her head gently. "No, you're not stupid. You were figuring things out with the tools you had."

"I guess so." Then Dani smirked. "But there were signs..."

"Like what?"

She half-laughed before she said it. "My mom's a nurse. She kept her college textbooks. I would read them and spend a lot of time staring at the diagrams on breast cancer exam pages."

Celina laughed.

And then the memory came easy: Jo, early in their dating days, showing her around her apartment, pulling out one of her old med school textbooks. She'd held it open to a full-page diagram, grinning.

"This is female anatomy," she'd said. "Have you ever seen one this close, Cel?"

"To think that a month ago, I thought you were straight," Celina said with a small smile. "How open are you... about all this?"

Dani blew out a slow breath. "Depends on who's asking."

"I mean, I'm asking... but do your parents know?"

"No. They're religious and I'm not sure how to tell them. Gotta get the timing right - it will sadly be an emotionally draining experience. Kayla - she's the only other person in my life who knows."

Celina let out a soft breath. "I wish I had advice, but... my mom was weirdly chill about it. I came out at fifteen, and she was like, 'Cool, pass the salt.'" She put the last bit of the waffle cone into her mouth, and threw the napkin that had wrapped it into a passing bin.

"Jealous. Did she know before you?"

"Why do you ask? Because I look stereotypically lesbian?" She ran her hands through her short, curly hair.

Dani bit back a smile. "I mean... yeah."

They both laughed.

"I was a butch little thing. If they didn't guess it first, I'd be questioning their intelligence."

"What were you thinking when I blurted out that I liked you?" asked Dani.

Celina grinned, recalling the moment.

"You thought I was having a stroke, didn't you?"

Celina's smile softened. "No, no - it was sweet. You definitely made my week. But... I was worried. Did you plan to say it or did it just come out?"

Dani looked down. "At one point, I had brainstormed it as a possible response if you asked me about my work. But had quickly decided that was the worst possible response."

Celina laughed. "And then you actually said it."

Dani looked up again, "Uh, yeah. I think I just panicked. And then I thought... I guess we're doing this now. And that was how I initiated my own existential crisis."

She threw her icecream cup and spoon into the bin and bumped Dani's shoulder. "Hey, if that's your crisis, I'm pretty sure you're overqualified for everything else."

"Overqualified? You're describing yourself."

Celina's smile faltered, her voice dipping. "Just because everyone knew--or thought they did--doesn't mean it was a walk in the park. High school was rough. It's different now--more acceptable. Every second celebrity comes out these days. But back then, girls stopped talking to me entirely. Not that I was popular to begin with, or anything, but some would cross the hall just to avoid me."

Dani stayed quiet, listening.

"One guy even made this... image." Celina let out a humorless breath. "He pasted my face onto a porn photo. Me, supposedly going down on some random dude."

Dani's face twisted. "That's awful."

"Oh, it was. But not just for the reason you think," Celina said, a crooked smile tugging at her mouth. "The editing was horrendous. Microsoft Paint level. Like, cut-and-paste with white pixel halos and everything. My mom found out. And she absolutely torched the principal. I didn't go to school for a week, and by the time I came back, the guy was expelled."

"That's a happy ending," Dani said, then quickly added, "I mean, not that kind of happy ending."

Celina smiled to herself. Cute and funny, she thought.

"Ha. So yeah... just be careful with assumptions. There's probably not a lesbian out there who hasn't been treated like shit at some point. Even Jo-- some people say hot lesbians have it easier, but in her first job, her manager constantly said gross things to her."

Dani was quiet.

"I didn't mean to sound like I'm lecturing you... just trying to help you feel less alone."

Dani smiled and teased. "But I like it when you tell me off. You know that." Then, with a mock-offended pout. "Oh, and what do you mean "even hot lesbians"? Are saying I'm not a hot lesbian?"

"Oh, don't start. You know exactly what you look like."

They reached Dani's car. She paused, then looked at Celina, keys jangling in her hand. "Hey, do you want a ride to your car?"

Celina looked over her shoulder, then back at Dani. "You think I'll get mugged or something?"

"Yeah, I'd rather not read about your grisly death in the news tomorrow morning," Dani said dryly, unlocking the doors.

Celina accepted the offer without another smart comment.

Dani pulled into the spot beside Celina's car and put the gearshift in park, but neither of them moved right away. The parking lot was quiet--just the faint buzz of a security light overhead.

"Well," Dani said, hands still on the wheel, "mission accomplished. You remain unmugged."

Celina turned in her seat to face her. "I should buy you another ice cream for that."

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"Trying to fatten me up so I can't run away from you?" Dani responded.

After they stopped laughing, Celina glanced at Dani's lips, so quick Dani might've missed it if she hadn't been looking right at her.

"It's so cute when you get flustered." Celina asked, voice quieter.

"I'm not flustered," Dani said, which would've been more convincing if she weren't very clearly flustered.

Celina leaned in slightly. "Mmm. Pigs can fly."

Dani didn't answer. Instead, she turned toward her.

The kiss began light, meant to be a quick goodbye--until Celina cupped Dani's cheek. Dani leaned in, fingers tugging at her jumper as the windows fogged over.

It amused Celina how it all started with spanking. She hadn't even kissed Dani then. Jo had tossed the idea out half-serious - serious if Celina took it that way, and joking jf she didn't- and somehow they were here.

Dani was only meant to be fun and temporary. But she kissed like it meant something. And she joked and bantered like she truly cared. And Celina liked that more than she wanted to admit.

When Dani finally pulled back, she rested her forehead against Celina's.

Celina smiled. "Remind me to always accept a ride from you."

Dani glanced around her. "You see anyone?"

Celina glanced at the fogged windshield too. "No."

Dani hesitated, then slid across the console, straddling Celina's lap. She smiled awkwardly. "Hi."

Celina's hands found her waist. "Well, hello there."

This time, Dani kissed her more confidently. Celina's fingers curled into her hoodie, anchoring her close as Dani pressed in. Their tongues grew more urgent, breaths coming faster. The car felt small, too warm, thick with the scent of skin and want. Celina let out a soft sound as Dani shifted closer, hands brushing under her jumper, tentative but bold. They stayed tangled in warmth and fog until Dani finally pulled back, just enough to meet Celina's gaze, fingers absently twisting the drawstring of her hoodie.

"Do you want to come home with me?"

Celina smiled apologetically. "I can't. I told Jo I'd be back by midnight."

Dani raised an eyebrow. "You have a curfew?"

Celina laughed, shaking her head. "It's not a curfew. It's a boundary."

Dani smirked, but the teasing faded quickly into something more thoughtful. "Right. Because that's how it has to work. Communication. Agreements. Respect."

She hadn't moved off Celina's lap; her eyes were bright despite the dim parking lot. I could stop now, she thought, or I could give her what she's trying to ask for, right here.

She reached down and touched the zipper of Dani's jeans. When Dani didn't flinch, Celina tugged. Dani rose on her knees enough for Celina to pull the jeans off her hips just enough. Her fingers slipped between the denim and the fabric of Dani's underwear - already damp. Dani let out a soft breath. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes darker now, pupils blown.

"I mean... it's not not part of the reason," she said, voice low, a little rough at the edges.

Celina slid her hand further, underneath her underwear now. Beneath her fingers, she felt soft, damp skin like the inside of her lower lip. Dani's thighs instinctively lowered on her hand. Celina pressed, then eased off, teasing in slow pulses, syncing with Dani's breath. Above her, Dani bunched up her hoodie, holding it out of the way with both hands, mouth parted,--already coming undone beneath her touch.

"Celina," she breathed, voice small, uncertain. "You don't have to... I mean--only if you want to."

Celina's voice was lower now, roughened by want. "Oh, I want to," she whispered, eyes locked on Dani's. "You have no idea how much." Dani smiled at that.

She leaned in, lips brushing Dani's jaw. "And I'm going to."

With the same hand, Celina tugged the fabric to the side and slipped her thumb inside. The immediate slippery warmth made her gasp.

Dani breathed in sharply and closed her eyes, forehead resting against Celina's as her hips began to move, up and down Celina's thumb, as her clit rubbed against her knuckles. Celina cupped her ass, urging her closer, guiding her rhythm. Each thrust made Dani tighten around her fingers, breathing quicker, face flushed.

It didn't take long.

Dani came with a sharp, breathy moan, trembling as her jaw slackened and her chest heaved. Celina held her steady, one hand behind her neck, the other buried in the ripple of release.

Dani slumped into her, breath ragged. Celina pressed a kiss to her neck. She closed her eyes for a moment. It felt rare, this softness.

After a moment, Dani pulled back. "Can I?" She was still catching her breath. "Do something for you?"

"Not tonight. That was just for you."

Dani searched her eyes. "I still want to."

"And you will," Celina said with a soft smile. "Just not tonight. My curfew--sorry, boundary--is creeping up."

Dani nodded, though her hands lingered on Celina's waist, her touch reluctant to let go. The car had gone still, warm and fogged with breath and sweat, like time had folded in on itself.

Celina helled her do up her pants, then kissed her one last time--slower now, thoughtful--then pulled back with a small smile.

"Text me when you get home?" Celina asked.

"I will." Dani said.

She slipped out into the cold, zipping up her hoodie as the air hit her. As she crossed to her own car, a flicker of memory tugged at her: the last time she'd had sex in a car. It had been Jo--early days, barely a few weeks in.

They'd just come back from dinner, where Celina had met some of Jo's friends for the first time. She'd flown out that same day--back when they still lived in different states--and with the flight delays, they hadn't had much time alone beforehand.

Jo had been in full charm mode all evening--telling stories, holding court, casually possessive with a hand on Celina's thigh like it was second nature. On the drive home, she'd leaned over, fingers sliding higher, and said with a low, teasing smile, "You have no idea how hard it was not to drag you into the bathroom at the restaurant."

Celina had smirked. "Then why didn't you?"

Jo had pulled over on the next quiet side street without a word. Celina remembered the way Jo had yanked her own skirt up as she lowered Celina's seat, then climbed up her body like she'd been waiting all night for the go-ahead. Impossible to forget.

She hadn't thought, back then, that she'd ever sleep with anyone else. And definitely not like this--she'd expected it to feel casual, like the parties, where she used to sit back with a drink and watch Jo lose herself in someone else. She'd loved it. Loved the way Jo surrendered to touch, how greedy she got when someone knew what they were doing. Celina would walk up to her while her eyes were glazed over, and tell her she looked so good like this--wrecked and adored and fucked open. Jo would smile like she'd been waiting for it, like none of it meant anything until Celina said so. She needed the final word to come from her mouth.

Celina breathed out. It wasn't guilt exactly. More like a question that hadn't fully formed:

Is it really okay to want both if them?

How can something so tender and immediate with Dani coexist with something as rooted and expansive as what I have with Jo?

She didn't have the answer. yet.

She reached for her phone and typed:

"Leaving now. Be home in 20. xx"

Simple and honest.

She hit send, then pulled out into the dark.

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