juliettehunter

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Tate nodded in slow agreement. She had her own things to see to in the morning and she knew it was best for them to part – for now. “Alright. Yes, go get some rest. Your work’s probably not the best work to do on too little sleep.” She met the final kiss on a sigh and then stepped back fully, smiled. “I’m looking forward to it myself. But for now, I suppose I’ll have to say goodnight and walk you out.”

“Yeah it really isn’t. Although there have been times where it’s happened just as part of the job itself. Those shifts are never very fun.” Slipping one hand down, she gently took Tate’s hand and held it as they walked back to the door. She paused and gave the woman a goodbye kiss on her cheek. “Thank you for a wonderful night. It really was quite fun.” Giving Thor a quick scratch on his head, she said goodnight and turned to head back to Ridgeline.

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

With her hand still on Juliette’s cheek, she could feel the other woman leaning in and knew exactly what would follow. She let her hand drop from cheek to neck when their mouths met, a little shiver moving through her at the feeling of Juliette’s tongue against her lip. Before she could respond too fully, however, Juliette was leaning back again and Tate sighed a little, though she was pleased she didn’t go too far. Right within reach should they decide to resume this kissing thing. “I’m sure we’ll do all sorts of great things together,” she assured, leaning into to brush her lips across Juliette’s again. “Modeling is just as much work as making the art. I don’t underestimate what you’re doing for me. It’s hard.” She brushed her thumb over Juliette’s jaw, sighed just a little. “It’s getting late. I shouldn’t hold you too long. I’m sure you have plenty to do tomorrow.” But she made no move to step back.  The truth was, Tate was rather hoping time would freeze and let them have the night. But that just wasn’t how the world worked.

“I’ll try not to underestimate it myself then.” She replied, sighing softly at the mention of how late it was. “I wish I didn’t have to go, but I probably should. I picked up a short shift at the hospital and I need to be up early.” Leaning in again, she gave Tate one last soft kiss before pulling back further. “I can’t wait to see you again. Whether it’s for a date or for work. We’ll have some fun either way.” 

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

“It will. Alright, the next session we have, we’ll try for a Ghost moment.” It was worth it just for a bit of fun in any case, and if nothing else, she’d get to spend more time with Juliette outside of her own work. That was motivation enough. It was strange still, the way the other woman touched her. It wasn’t something she was used to, but she found she liked it. She liked that Juliette could just reach out and touch in a way that was intimate, but casually so. As if they’d always had this, as if they had all the time in the world to keep right on having it. With her fingers cupping Juliette’s cheek, she felt her smile spread, her own lips curving in response. “I know it’s going to be,” she replied with easy confidence. “I have a vision – again, metaphoric – and I have an exceptional model. It won’t be hard to live up to,” she added with a quiet laugh. “All you have to do is show up and the standard is met.”

Laughing softly, she shook her head. “I don’t know about being exceptional, but thank you.” She found herself enjoying these moments with Tate even more than she had before. It was clear there was a certain level of comfort between them that she hadn’t felt with someone else in a very long time. Leaning in slowly, Juliette pressed her lips to Tate’s in a gentle kiss. Her eyes slipped closed as her tongue swiped across Tate’s lower lip. Pulling back, she remained fairly close and smiled. “You are very kind and I can’t wait to see what we’re able to do together. Even if I just sit there and pose the whole time while you do all the work.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Her almost sardonic smile softened slightly at Juliette’s words, at how earnest they were and how obvious it was that the wolf truly meant what she said. “I’m glad I met you too,” she couldn’t help but agree. It had definitely come at a weird time – right after the fiasco with Lisa, when Tate was feeling a little stupid and a lot lonely. It was almost like a boot up the ass from the universe telling her to stop feeling sorry for herself. Well, Tate could take a hint. “Ah, I see. I don’t sit down to watch films much. It’s not as fun when you can only listen to them, I think. Too much relies on vision. I prefer podcasts. But that…” She smirked, going for a cocky sort of look as her hand dropped, fingers curling loosely into Juliette’s hem again. “I can definitely teach you pottery like that if that’s what you’d like. Though I don’t know how romantic reality is in comparison. It’s sort of a messy art form.” Tate smiled and closed her eyes, centering herself as she considered. “Well, I’ll finish you in clay first,” she said. “Then I’ve a tool that measures, places points of reference. I’ll use that to transfer you to marble, you won’t have to sit for that. Think of it as like… the clay is the negative and the marble is the finished photo. Except it’s a bit more involved, I suppose, and they won’t be exactly the same.” Her hand inched up, fingertips just barely brushing up the front of Juliette to find her face. Once she did, she let her fingers touch more fully, tracing lightly over Juliette’s features. Remembering them, picturing what her magic had shown her the last time she’d looked at her. “Marble I tend to reserve for projects I can’t see – metaphorically – being limited to clay. As I said, it’s a bit more involved, takes a lot more time. But there’s something about marble that really emphasizes the beauty of a work. I do a better job communicating details through stone. And you… The project I’m working on with you, I can’t see it in anything else. It’s worthy of the time I’ll have to put in. I don’t do it for every project, you see. It has to be one I know will be some of my best work.”

Juliette laughed and gave a slight shrug. “I don’t know how romantic reality will be either, but it’ll still be fun to try it. And ultimately it’ll create a good memory won’t it?” Her hands reached out to lightly grasp Tate’s hips as she listened in fascination while the other woman described her process. She couldn’t wait to see it in action. She’d always been extremely fond of sculptures and that had only increased tenfold after meeting an actual sculptor. She blushed at the obvious compliment and couldn’t stop the grin that spread across her face. Tilting her head into Tate’s hand, she tightened her grip slightly. “You think this is going to be some of your best work? That sets a pretty high standard for the rest of our sessions. I hope I can continue to live up to it.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Tate rolled her eyes, but she was still smiling at the comment. “Yes, I’m a real prize,” she said dryly, her hand coming up almost absently to touch the scarring she knew branched out from her eyes. The markings had deterred plenty of people in the past, after all. She took a bite of her second slice, set it down again as she reached over her counter and shifted her hand until she found the paper towels. Ripping a couple off, she offered one to Juliette and used the second to rub her hands clean of grease, followed by her mouth. “What do ghosts have to do with pottery?” she asked curiously. “Wait, are ghosts real too? I’ve only ever known the witches, wolves, and vampires.” She laughed a little at the comment and shook her head. “That’s actually pretty much exactly how it happens,” Tate corrected. “You should look up videos some time. It’s fairly interesting to watch. There’s more than a chisel, of course, but that’s part of it. I don’t work in it often, but something about you calls for it.” Tate chuckled and shook her head a little. “You’re full of compliments tonight.”

Juliette watched Tate reach up to gently touch the scarring around her eyes and couldn’t help but frown. She thought Tate was beautiful, but she was willing to bet Tate didn’t feel that way about herself very often. Taking the paper towel, she cleaned off her hands before tossing it back on the counter. Reaching out, Juliette gently grasped Tate’s elbows and spoke softly. “You are a prize, Tate. You are absolutely beautiful and I’m really glad that I met you.” She chuckled softly at the question and shook her head. “No they’re not. At least I’m pretty sure they aren’t. Ghost is a movie from the early nineties. It’s about this woman whose boyfriend is murdered and his spirit stays behind to protect her or something. There’s a scene where she’s working on a pottery wheel and his ghostly self comes up behind her and helps her. It was a really romantic moment. Back then at least.” Dropping her arms back to her sides, she made a small noise of interest. “Yeah, I’ll have to look up some videos. And I take it that’s a good thing that something about me calls for marble? Or is it a bad thing because it’s more tedious to use?”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

“I don’t know how fascinating it could possibly be, watching me curse at clay for four hours,” she said with a shake of her head, but she was smiling still as she continued to eat her pizza. Still halfway through her first slice when she heard the box rustle and knew Juliette had reached for another. “You don’t have to be good. That’s why it’s called a lesson,” she pointed out. “I’ve got a pottery wheel tucked away here somewhere if you want something fairly easy. Otherwise I can teach you to sculpt something simple and small. I was thinking of switching to marble for the piece I’m working on with you,” she added, thoughtful and still in the process of considering. “We’ll see what mind I’m in next time.” She finished her slice just as Juliette spoke again, sheepish now in the face of a more personal discussion. “We might,” she agreed. “Especially now that I know you’re a fairly excellent kisser. It’s a good bonus.”

“Getting to see anyone’s process is always fascinating. Plus it helps that you’re pretty cute.” She finished off another slice as Tate spoke and had to force herself to actually slow down with this one. She’d joked about Tate having to keep up, but she also knew it would be rude to eat most of the pizza herself. “I will be willing to try whatever you want to teach me. If the pottery wheel is easier, that may be the best place to start. We can have a good old Ghost moment with it.” She grinned and took a small bite. “See when you say that you’re thinking of switching to marble, I just have an image you wheeling in a giant block of marble and chiseling the statue out of it. I assume it doesn’t work like that?” Blushing slightly, she gave a soft chuckle and glanced down. “Thank you. You’re a pretty good kisser yourself.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

“Oh,” Tate said, laughing a little as she nodded. “Alright.” Here she was saying how she wasn’t a slob and she was getting sauce all over herself like a child. A solid impression. She felt the brush of Juliette’s thumb as she wiped away the sauce, managed to bite back a sigh at the feeling. Her hands were warm and soft and Tate wouldn’t have protested a bit if she’d wanted to keep them on her just a bit longer. But this was fine as well. Slow and steady, that’s what was needed here to make it last for them. “Thank you. I’m glad you’re enjoying the night. I was worried I’d chase you away after keeping you for so long,” she said. “I’ll have to set a timer or some such thing next time.” She took another bite of pizza, hummed in quiet satisfaction. It really was quite good. “Maybe I’ll trade you a bit of a lesson as well, if you want to learn a bit.”

“No, no. It was honestly pretty fun. And fascinating to watch you work. I very much enjoyed myself. I don’t scare off that easily.” There was a teasing lilt to her voice as she finished off her first slice and picked up another. She shrugged slightly, giving Tate a soft chuckle at the offer of a lesson. “I don’t know how good I’d be, but I’m certainly willing to give it a shot. Anything I screw up, I’ll just let you fix.” Setting the slice down for a moment, she turned to face Tate with a smile that she hoped was evident in her tone. “I really did have a wonderful time tonight. Thank you for being willing to give this a shot. I know it’s still early in both the professional and non-professional relationships, but I think we might be able to make it work.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Tate took a bite, healthy in size but nothing to rival a werewolf. “I’m afraid I’ve manners, Juliette,” she said with a smirk, leaning against her counter. “I’m British, after all. We don’t inhale pizza.” It was obvious she was teasing, however, as she ate the pizza just like any other person. Just not as fast as a wolf. It really was good and Tate reached up, wiping a smear of sauce from the corner of her own mouth and sucking it off her thumb. “It’s good,” she agreed. “I’m glad you like it.”

Juliette laughed before shaking her head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t inhale pizza. I just happen to maybe take larger bites and chew a little bit less.” She paused for a moment, distracted by Tate’s movements. When she noticed that the other woman had still left a bit of sauce, she reached out instinctively to wipe the rest off, but stilled her hand quickly. “You still have some on your chin. Let me get it for you.” She warned so that she didn’t startle Tate. Continuing to reach out slowly, Juliette gently wiped the smear from Tate’s chin and cleaned her thumb off on a napkin. “I do like it. Tonight has turned out to be pretty great.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Her head turned at the sound of the doorbell, surprised by the speed of it, but also kind of not. Small town, not as much business as the big city. She listened as Juliette walked off to answer, taking a moment to breathe and relax herself again. She hadn’t expected this when she’d called Juliette over. Hadn’t really known what to expect, though she’d hoped it would come to something more than just their work relationship. “What do you think, Thor?” she murmured. “What are the chances I’ll mess it all up?” He sat up at the sound of his name, head tilting as he looked up at her. She could hear the way he moved. There was a feeling of comfort that came from him and though he didn’t know her exact issue, he understood her mood and she was grateful to have him so linked. By the time Juliette returned, Tate felt a bit more relaxed, offering a smile and a hum of pleasure as the scent of pizza flooded the kitchen. “Plates? We’ve a perfectly good box to eat right out of,” she teased, moving forward towards the smell. Her hands lifted, patted until she bumped the box and swung it open. She selected a slice and brought it to her lips, taking a massive bite without a hint of self-consciousness. “Dig in,” she told Juliette, motioning to the box. “Just save me a slice.”

She grinned and opened up the other box, the scent almost overwhelming her. Almost but not quite. Picking up a slice, she took a large bite and chewed briefly before swallowing. She couldn’t help but laugh at Tate’s comment. “I can’t make any promises. You’ll have to eat fast and keep up.” Taking another bite, she groaned in contentment. “This is my first time eating from this place and it is probably the best pizza I’ve ever had.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

There was a tug of want as Juliette pulled away, her teeth catching at Tate’s lower lip. Tate drew in a shaky breath and realized her hands had both reached up to grip the front of Juliette’s shirt and flattened there, pressing into the warmth of her. Her lips bowed upward into a smile and she shook her head a little at her own lack of control even as she settled comfortably into Juliette’s loose hold. “It was,” she couldn’t help but agree, entirely truthful. It was just exactly what she thought a kiss should feel like between two people who were… involved. Was that the right word? It felt a bit old-fashioned, but Tate went with it. “And I’m glad it happened before the pizza arrived. They tend to be a bit heavy-handed with the garlic.”

Tate’s hands on her stomach caused a shiver to course through Juliette’s body. She chuckled softly and nodded. The kiss had been just about perfect. She really wanted this thing with Tate to work out and she was determined to get everything right. Laughing at Tate’s comment about the pizza, she pulled back slightly. “That is definitely a good thing. I’m extra sensitive to smells to begin with, so too much garlic would just be awful.” Hearing the doorbell ring, she took a small step back. “Hey speak of the devil. I’ll go get it.” She pressed another quick kiss to Tate’s cheek before heading to the front door to pay for their food. Bringing it back into the kitchen she set it on the counter and turned back to Tate. “This smells absolutely amazing. Do you want to use plates?”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

The kiss was soft and sweet but didn’t linger, giving Tate only a brief moment of immense relief before it ended. She stood still in the aftermath, assessing the moment and how she felt about it, her eyes closed as if that could help her picture things more clearly. And then, going with the impulsiveness she told herself only recently she’d work on keeping in check, Tate pressed up into another kiss. This time it was she who lingered, longer by far than Juliette had, enjoying the way her own pulse scrambled and the warmth seemed to spread through her from that one point of contact.

They stood still together for a moment, both ruminating on their first real kiss. Juliette hadn’t been expecting Tate to kiss her again, but oh she was glad that she did. She deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms loosely around Tate’s waist. Warmth bloomed in her chest and she gave a soft moan before pulling away again, tugging Tate’s bottom lip between her teeth. Resting their foreheads together, she grinned and began to sway gently. “That was...wonderful.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Warm hands slipped over her hips and Juliette felt her heart kick up a notch, fingers curling just a bit tighter around the hem of her shirt. It was a relief, hearing Juliette wanted to keep going, to see where this dating thing led between them. And at the soft question, Tate felt the air catch in her lungs, holding there a moment before she nodded. “Yes, please.”

Her heart thudded nervously in her chest. She didn’t want to screw this up and it had been a very long time since she felt that way. Her grip on Tate’s hips tightened slightly as the other woman nodded in the affirmative. Leaning in closer, she pressed a soft kiss to Tate’s lips, lingering only for a moment before slowly pulling away again.

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Tate rolled her eyes at the comment, but couldn’t help the laughter that bubbled out in response. Thor sat up where he’d been laying, his tail thumping cheerfully against the floor as he read her mood. “Only three? God, what a bargain,” she said in return, reaching out to hook her fingers lightly in the hem of Juliette’s shirt. Tate caught her lower lip between her teeth at the next kiss to her cheek, head tilting slightly in response. “If you want it to be,” she said on a deep breath, “Then I’d say yes, as I’d like it to be.” And god, it felt good to say it, to know she could.

Juliette’s heart fluttered at the intimate gesture of Tate grasping the hem of her shirt. Moving her hands, she gently placed them on Tate’s hips and moved in a little closer. “Good. I’d really like it to be too.” She licked her lips and took a slow, deep breath before whispering. “Can I kiss you?”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Their fingers curled together and Tate enjoyed the feeling of it, the warmth of Juliette’s palm against her own. Wolves, she thought, were always so strangely warm. “Well, you don’t already have a girlfriend, you knew we were on a date when we were on a date, and you haven’t asked me for a loan so I’d say we’re on the right track,” she said with a small smile.

Juliette brought the palm of her free hand up to her forehead and shook her head. “Oh that’s right. I forgot. I need to borrow three thousand dollars.” She giggled at the end, unable to even finish the sentence without doing so. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it. You really set me up perfectly.” She kissed Tate’s cheek again. “But in all seriousness, I agree that we’re on the right track. And I know that earlier doesn’t count as a date since we were working, but is this part now our second date?”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

She tilted her face up again when Juliette stepped closer, not one to shy away from that direct contact usually. Not that it mattered to her either way, but she knew it was more comfortable for others to see her face when she spoke. Her hand lifted, covered the one Juliette had on her opposite arm to keep it there, warm against her bare skin. “You’re not,” she assured, lashes fluttering down as Juliette kissed her cheek. It made her smile faintly, an almost shy curve of lips. “You don’t?” she asked, almost a whisper. “What makes you so sure?”

Juliette couldn’t help but smile when Tate told her that she wasn’t pressuring her. She’d been concerned that she was and didn’t want to ruin their relationship before it started. Sliding her hand down Tate’s arm, she entwined their fingers and held the other woman’s hand tight, giving a half shrug at the question. “Honestly, there isn’t anything in particular. I just have a good feeling about it. Hopefully I’m not wrong about that.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

She blew out a quiet breath as she felt Juliette move away from her again, though the places where her fingers had brushed felt warmer. She lifted a hand and covered that place, rubbing it absently as she listened to Juliette order the pizzas. Two large pizzas for two people. It made her laugh a little. “Hungry?” she teased softly, tilting her face in Juliette’s direction. “Oh, things have been… fine. Just settling in. Some more of my things arrived so I’ve been unpacking and getting a feel for the town again. I meant to call,” she added, pushing a strand of loose hair back behind her ear as she tilted her face down and away. “I just, um. I don’t know, I was… I suppose I had such a good time that I’m just nervous anything further will ruin it. It usually falls apart around the second date in my experience.”

Juliette laughed loudly and shrugged. “I’m a wolf. I’m always hungry.” She quieted down as Tate spoke, tilting her head to the side and smiling softly. Taking a step forward, she placed a gentle hand on Tate’s forearm. “Hey, it’s okay. I could have called just as easily. I haven’t actually dated in a very long time. I don’t want to push you or put too much pressure on you or anything.” Leaning in, she kissed Tate’s cheek before pulling away with a smile. “Though if I can be honest, I don’t think it’ll fall apart for us.”

[juliettehunter]

tate-farronsinclair‌:

Tate scrubbed off her arms, ran a wash cloth across her face for good measure as she tended to splatter wet clay all over herself when she worked. “Pizza works,” she agreed easily enough, not all that picky when it came to takeout. Juliette moved closer then until their sides brushed, the light contact making her go still. It wasn’t unpleasant, no – quite the opposite in fact. It was more that Tate just didn’t know how to handle the casual intimacy. She’d never had a real romantic connection before, rarely went on second dates or found someone she genuinely wanted to continue having a connection with. She’d had sex a handful of times, sure, but nothing had ever really stuck relationship-wise and she really, really didn’t want to ruin this before it had a chance to go somewhere. “I’ll eat pretty much anything,” she said at last, her voice a bit strained with her sudden nervousness. “You go ahead and pick.”

Juliette could sense Tate’s nerves; could hear the tension in her voice. She wasn’t sure if Tate was nervous about their potential romantic relationship interfering with their professional one. Or if Juliette had moved too quickly and shouldn’t be standing so close. She lightly brushed her fingers over Tate’s forearm before moving away to grab her phone. After ordering two large pizzas, one with just cheese and one with everything, she set the menu down and leaned against the counter, looking over at Tate with a smile. “So, how have things been for you? Have you been keeping busy?”