Elvin
She finds that hard to believe?

Jill blinks at her. Ashley finds it *Hard to believe* That she's single? Unsure how to feel about that, Jill just purses her lips and then sets her meal back down on the table - certain that she doesn't have an appetite at all. And then she gets up.

**"Okay. On my heels."**

She puts her knife away, only to replace it in her hand with her handgun. And then she offers her free hand to Ashley again.

There's no use in holding Ashley's hand. Ashley knows not to wander, and - if anything - it restricts Jill's own movement. That being said, she... *Wants* To hold Ashley's hand. The little squeeze Ashley had delivered her back in the kitchen had been more than enough to solidify Jill's opinion that their hands fit too perfectly in one other's to ignore.

Whether or not Ashley takes her hand, Jill leads her back through the door she'd blocked and out into the hallway. Deciding not to risk the elevator, Jill takes the stairs - her gun at the ready as she and Ashley climb from floor to floor, soon reaching the top. Jill's logic is that picking a room on the top floor would give them more time to run to the roof if the hotel is invaded, based on the hope that she'll be able to call for evac in here.

As soon as they're on the chopper home, she'll have that bug purged from Ashley's body. Having radioed ahead about the situation before her radio's connection died, she's sure the BSAA will have figured out a way to do that...

On many occasions, she looks at Ashley over her shoulder. Just to make sure she's okay, or relearn the shapes of her face.

And then, they're on the top floor.

** **
Electricity means electric locks, so Jill had had to leave Ashley where she is before hurrying out onto the fire escape and scaling the face of the building to break in through the window: Opening the door for Ashley to come in after that was as easy as flicking the lock. **"Your room, Ms. Graham,"** She steps aside for her as soon as the door's open.

It's a standard affair for a hotel room, obviously: Cream-white walls, thick curtains, a walk-in closet, and an adjoined bathroom. And one bed. Oops.
Mabel
"Yes Ma'am." The response came from Ashley the same as it always did, the young woman taking Jill's hand casually, fingers brushing along her palm before settling into their mutual grip.

As the pair went up the stairs, Ashley had wanted to say something, but found it hard to break the silence. What *Did* She even want to say? Ask about Jill? Just chat? *Flirt?* Well... She wasn't opposed to the last option. And if they were going to be safe tonight...

Her mind shifted back go reality as Jill's hand left her's and the agent was gone, leaving Ashley alone in the hallway with only her thoughts to accompany her. Maybe she would try... After all, she *Was* Single. And did ask first.

When the door opened, Ashley smiled at the little display and gave a slight nod. "Why thank you, Miss Valentine." She said with a little laugh, stepping in through the room to let the door close and lock.

"Cute. Made a good choice." She said, looking around the room. Was one bed intentional? Maybe they would take turns sleeping. Or maybe Ashley was overthinking it... Probably the second one, yeah.

"Okay... I'm going to go shower, you can join if you'd like, or go, uh... Do whatever you have to do. I'll be quick, promise." She said, not really realizing what she offered until she went into the bathroom, closing the door to silently panic as she undressed and ran the water.
Elvin
Jill blinks as Ashley offers her to join her in the shower.

And then she smiles as she watches her go hurrying away. The poor girl had no idea what she'd just said - and once again, she finds herself inwardly remarking at how damned cute the president's daughter is. As she hears the water start running, she sits down and removes the tie in her hair to let her short ponytail fall down around her shoulders.

Her hair's a mess, of course. Strands of brown had tumbled out of her tie in the... Two-ish days she's been here, and she hasn't had the chance to fix her appearance - not that her appearance is at all important. She could desperately do with a wash as well, to clean all the blood and the dirt off of herself, but hiding out in this hotel is already enough of a risk... Leaving Ashley defenseless for long enough to shower isn't something she's willing to *Add* To that risk with.

Of course, Jill had no idea what would be in this room. The one bed wasn't planned.

She also isn't planning to sleep, because she still won't be able to, and someone needs to keep watch. As soon as the chopper's here, she'll crash out - she just knows it.

And speaking of...

Once her blue jacket's off - draped now over a chair in the room - Jill takes the radio from her belt and tries tuning it. Nothing but static comes through the speaker, and she closes her eyes as all seems hopeless. An alternate plan had been to find a way to cross the sea to the UK, but given what she's learnt about the parasite and how long of a journey that would be, she had to disregard it.

So aerial evac is the only way.

**"Come on..."** Jill practically begs for her radio to work. And then, for a split second, it flares to life. Barry's voice comes through, and - although it exists as little more than vaguely-Barry-sounding static, it means Jill has a connection! **"Barry!"** She yells a bit (perhaps too excited for outside contact), **"I *Have* Baby Eagle! We need evac on the roof of the hotel on the outskir

Ts of the village!"**

** **
He seems to be shouting back, but the communication is just too spotty for her to make anything out.

**"Barry!"**

It dies. Jill grips the radio and hangs her head... Hopefully, that would be enough.

Ugh. She needs something to occupy herself with; she can't just sit here worrying over whether or not she'd just managed to call for help or not, so she gets up. Ashley's gonna need some clothes for after her shower, so she starts searching the nearby closet for some — not before stripping her black t-shirt off and tossing it, leaving herself now in a blue vest.

It's damn hot in here.

Having laid out some clothes for Ashley to sleep in on the end of the bed - a long-sleeved shirt and some dark jogging bottoms - Jill walks towards the window and peers out over the countryside.

In the distance, flames. There's what's left of Salazar's estate...

*That's what he gets for fucking with my girl.*

*...Ashley's __my girl__ now?*

*Damn right she is.*
Mabel
Man, Ashley had *Forgot how *Self-satisfying* A shower could be. Of course, it could've been a bit more satisfying, but Jill had refused her offer, and she both relieved and a bit disappointed. Her shower was quick, a little over five minutes before the water ran off.

The blonde dried off, using her hand as a makeshift come to semi-organize her hair, and tied off the towel around her body as she was *Not* Putting those clothes back on until they were cleaned.* "Hey Jill, uh... I didn't think this far ahead, you wouldn't happen to just have, a shirt would you? Maybe some pants? Hell, even just a large shirt would be fine." She said, her head peeking out from the bathroom, a few wisps of steam escaping as she peeked out at Jill staring out the window.

Her eyes had wandered for a moment, then snapped to the bed, seeing the clothes laid out for her. "Oh, sweet. Reading my mind." She said with a laugh, fully opening the door to grab the clothes.

"Showers all yours, now..."

*Unless you'd like a hand? Christ, I'm not saying that...*

A blush formed. "I-I'm gonna change now." She said, putting a hand on Jill's shoulder before she went into the closet, flicked the light on and closed it. At least there was enough room to change in there and keep *Some* Modesty.
Elvin
**"Mm-hmm."**

The tension is real.

Jill always expects Ashley's sentences to include some measure of flirtation, but it seems she always thinks better of it... That hand on her shoulder as she'd headed for the closet, though...

Valentine's always been good at separating life and work, but all the stresses of this mission in Spain, and her exhaustion, have all worn down her defenses. Her inner voice screams at her to hurry up behind Ashley before she can disappear into the closet, wrap her arms around her waist, and tell her not to bother with getting dressed. The girl - all her warmness, and her nervousness, and her cute little laughs - is just demanding a finger gently stroking along her—

Ugh. Stop it!

Jill winces her way out of this destructive train of thought - and then she realizes that she has failed to move away from the window... She's just been staring at the closet. So she turns her eyes back outside and sighs to herself.

Her heart pounds. Her legs feel heavy, as if her body is trying to fight her urge to stomp over and throw those closet doors open and press her lips against Ashley's. But no; too late. She's walking towards the doors, and the second the blonde comes out of the closet (haha), she coils one hand around her waist to land her hand on the small of her back, holding the blonde quite delicately as her sharp blue eyes pierce down into hers.

Her lips hand open for a second as she searches for the right words... But maybe there *Are* No right words. Silence will do. Silence... And the warmth of Ashley's body as Jill kisses her softly on the lips.

It's a very short kiss. Jill pulls back almost immediately, and hugs Ashley closer to her.

...That was probably a bad idea.
Mabel
*Ashley waited in silence as she got dressed, listening for the sound of footsteps to head toward the shower. But of course they never came. Jill was just too darn stubborn to take care of herself it seemed.

*I'm about to force her into that shower if I have too-*

Her train of thought was cut off by the sound of footsteps, and at first Ashley thought maybe she was going to shower, finally do herself some good, but... Where those footsteps moving *Toward* Her?

Ashley had just gotten the shirt over her body and taken a step toward the door when Jill opened, her eyes widened slightly in surprise, which was coupled with the shocked gasp of a hand pressed to the small of her back, closing the distance between them in the doorframe.

She was about to ask what was going on, but the words wouldn't leave her throat, instead met with a kiss that turned Ashley *Beat* Red in a flash, but she didn't remotely pull away in the slightest.

She's left starstruck for a moment, blinking twice at Jill as she struggled to process what the *Hell* Just happened. She was still processing the faint flicker of sweat and what she assumed was gunpowder she tasted off Jill, as vivid was it was in her mind. But luckily, her body moved faster than her mouth, and she wrapped her arms around Jill in a definitely less sensual and suave manner, but still endearing.

*You got this Ashley, just be confident!*

"So... Uhm... That was... Fuck it." She decided, leaning in to kiss the agent again, one of her hands slowly mirroring the spot on her lower back, the other sliding down to rest against her hip, fingers finding places where the could around the belt of stuff she had. Her own kiss had lasted a bit longer, saying what she couldn't. 

Definitely *Not* A bad idea.
Elvin
Ashley's kiss is sweet, and unlike Jill's chapped lips, hers are so soft. She hums into the kiss - a low rumble of appreciation for how Ashley's lips finally melt away the hesitation in her mind.

Nothing's stopping her now...

As Ashley's hands explore her belt, Jill's hands explore her hips. In other words, she grabs Ashley's hips and lifts her up, carrying her towards the bed, only to kiss her again as she does so, her tongue gently sliding along her lips just to let Ashley know that she doesn't plan only on kissing her tonight.

**"I can't believe such a pretty young woman is single,"** She says as she sits Ashley down on the edge of the bed, **"I'm going to have to fix that~"**

And then she leans in and presses a kiss on Ashley's neck, trailing up towards her earlobe, which she gently nibbles on as she plays with the hem of Ashley's bottoms. Jill wants them off... After she's finished nibbling possessively on Ashley's ear, she whispers, **"Tell me what you want, Baby Eagle~"**
Mabel
*Ashley let's out a quiet gasp as she's suddenly lifted off the ground her let's wrapping around Jill's waist for support, as well as leaning into the kiss. She swore her heart was audibly pounding in her chest, and as Jill's tongue slid along her lips she let out a quiet gasp. 

*How did she manage to bag an incredibly attractive special agent?* She thought to herself as she was sat at the edge of the bed, her hands now resting on the foot of the bed as Jill leaned into her. She was really fighting the urge to move her hands now, another soft gasp escaped her as lips trailed up, ending in a whine as nibbles on her earlobe.

Ashley's hands finally moved, her left arm reaching out to grab at her vest and tugging her closer. "You can just call me Ashley, y'know?" She teased in a whisper, planting a quick peck on her cheek.

"But... I want *You.* This place has been hell, I think we are both due a bit of... Relaxing." Ashley said, attempting to tug Jill forward as she leaned back.

She hoped she was doing this right...
Elvin
**"Well... I *Did* Come here to... *Take care of you.*"**

She's never been a great flirt.

Anyway, as Ashley pulls Jill with her, Jill falls with her, ending up keeping herself up with her two arms on either side of Ashley. She smiles down at the girl, before leaning in to kiss her once more, forcing her tongue into her mouth and gliding it over hers, passionately making out with the president's daughter. Fuck... If President Graham ever finds out about this—

...Would he *Care,* Actually? If Ashley's happy doing this, then there should be no problem. Besides, following protocol pretty much stopped as soon as Jill started slaughtering villagers by the dozen.

Jill hums once more as she continues to kiss Ashley, a strand of their spit hanging between their lips once she stops. She looks down at her for a second longer, before daring to smile. And then she moves to sit up - now staddling Ashley's lap - as she undoes her belt and tosses it onto the floor. Her vest soon follows; she has to practically *Peeeeel* It off of her body. Now, she's just in her bra, and she lets Ashley take her in for a few seconds before climbing off of her.

**"Take those clothes off and get comfortable."**

She barks the order in the same tone she's told Ashley to do everything: *Ashley, get in this locker. Ashley, stay close to me. Ashley, get naked so we can have sex.*

Yup.

Meanwhile, Jill kicks off her boots and then quickly gets off her pants. Lastly, she tosses her socks too - leaving her in just her underwear; a pair of grey fabric shorts and a matching bra. Then she crawls onto the bed, landing in front of Ashley, and kisses her neck.

*Fuck,* She wishes she was wearing lipstick... Seeing Ashley covered in her favorite color would just be divine...
Mabel
A chuckle left Ashley's lips as her back hit the mattress, surprisingly it was soft, and she just barely sank into it, which was a nice feeling. This situation they were in, it was so absurd, it felt like a fantasy... Bit for this moment? God, she was glad it was real.

Ashley accepted the kiss her hands resting on the hips of her savior as they made out, her mouth parting to let Jill have her way with her, tongue dancing to meet her, just barely not submitting to her. This, if she had to guess, was heaven, and of all the short flings she had... This was by far the best, despite the circumstances. Experience goes a long way, she supposed.

Ashley is left panting for breath, blushing as her eyes meet Jill's, the blonde then eyeing the strand of saliva connecting them before she broke it when a quick flick of her tongue, followed by licking her own lips. Ashley watches with eager eyes as Jill strips, hands resting on Jill's thighs as she forgets what to do with them once more, completely enraptured by the woman over her. The order made her blink, and unconsciously she bit her lower lip.

"Y-yes Ma'am." She responded in kind, her hands moving to action as she first pulled the leggings off her body, letting them get discarded into the darkness of the room before she worked on her shirt. Of course, she wasn't wearing underwear of any kind, as she hadn't want to put on the old pair, at least not until they were washed. 

Ashley had her shirt still around her wrists by the time Jill climbed back over her, easily could've been a makeshift binding if someone were to be keen to that sort of thing.

Ashley easily tilted her head to the side, heated, delighted breathes escaping her as Jill got back on top of her. She was definitely enjoying the feeling, there was no denying that.
Elvin
**"Ma'am,"** Jill repeats.

Ashley's been calling her that their whole time together.

**"I *Like* That..."**

And then she helps get the shirt off of Ashley's arms. She too notices its potential for tying Ashley up, but she came here expecting to make an arrest; handcuffs dangle from the belt currently sitting on the ground. If she wants to tie Ashley up, she's going to do it properly.

She then kisses Ashley's collar, landing her lips perfectly over her breastbone. And then she moves down again, kissing now between her breasts... Which are *Almost* The same size as Jill's.

Her skin is so warm after that shower... And from the taste of it, she used some coconut soap. Jill lets out a huff, which would tingle Ashley's skin, and then she asks her slowly, **"Have you been with a woman before, *Ashley?*"**

Seems she's actually calling Ash by her name, as requested.

Instead of waiting for a response, Jill licks along Ashley's chest, back up towards her neck where she kisses again. Obviously, she's teasing her; she had just gotten *So close* To her tits only to back up to her collar. But then she kisses her way back down once more, and glides to the right. Her lips now level with Ashley's nipple, she moves in to kiss it, and then runs her tongue up her breast.

**"Hmm~ Someone's excited."**

Her teeth then find their way to her nipple, and she gently latches on, rolling the erect point of pink skin between her teeth as her tongue laps at it and her lips work on sucking the circle of pink around it. Meanwhile, her other hand begins to massage Ashley's *Other* Breast, squeezing its most sensitive point between her index finger and her middle finger, very gently twitching it every now and then.

She's being remarkably gentle with her - unsure what Ashley's limit is. But things will speed up unless Ashley tells her to stop.
Mabel
Ashley was quick to ball up the shirt and toss it into the dark as well, her eyes not leaving the agent for a moment as Jill leaned back in. A sigh escapes her as lips met her collar, the woman tensing slightly, her hands gaining a mind of their own and moving up and running along the arms before she tried to interlace her fingers over Jill's. 

A soft whine escaped the blonde as she glides over her nipple., her head tilting back to look at the ceiling as she struggled to catch her breath, trying to find a moment to speak.

"N-no-!" She managed to gasp out, cut off by a short, high pitched moan, even just these gentle actions getting her going.

"C-christ hard no to be exicted in the position-" *She whined out, her left hand trailing up Jill's arm, fingers splaying out across her skin as it trailed up the muscle, coming around her shoulder before lightly clawing at her shoulder blade, as if in trying to pull her in closer.

In the past, her few romances she had, she had some sort of control, but here, she was totally helpless, and *God* Did she love it.
Elvin
Oh, she thinks she knows what that little tugging on her shoulder means.

Jill slows her playing with Ashley's nipples, and sits up again - gliding forwards to press her chest against Ashley's. At first, it might come across as a way of saying *"See how much bigger mine are?"* But then Jill reaches backwards and undoes her bra. Suddenly, the only thing holding her underwear up is how close their chests are.

This moment of calm... Is so nice. And Jill runs her fingers through Ashley's beautiful blonde hair. **"None of this is fair on you..."** She speaks softly, her voice low in the silence of the abandoned hotel, **"You didn't deserve being brought here. You'll be home soon."**

She stops guiding her fingers through Ashley's locks of gold, and wraps the them around her digits instead to hold her head.

**"And when you are, I want to see you again. Call it *Overtime.*"**

Hey! That's Ashley's line!

Before Ashley can break the fourth wall and protest, Jill kisses her again, deeply and passionately just to solidify the fact that Ashley is now well and truly *All hers.* Her tongue explores every bump on Ashley's, until she *Has* To part to breathe... And then she goes down on her; freeing her hand from her hair and kissing all the way down to Ashley's crotch. Meanwhile, her bra falls away, landing on Ashley's lap - and Jill throws it before running her tongue between Ashley's legs.

**"Hold my hair, Ash."**

And then she grabs her thighs, pulls them apart, and pushes her tongue inside.
Mabel
*As Jill relents the Assault on her body she catches her breath, the hand against her back falling off to the woman's hip, which even then shifted to not to sneakily palm her ass as she leaned in and pressed into her, biting her lip as she met Jill's eyes. Her eyes were rather quickly drawn to the movement of hands, watching the bra come undone and hang Loosely off her shoulders, only to next feel a hand gently run through her hair.*

"I want you to do me a favor, then. Make me forget where I am, tonight." She said, her hand loosely entwining with Jill as she slid her hair forward to gently lock into the side of her head.

Before she could get another word in, she met with another kiss, matching her intensity with a ravenous kiss, where this time her tongue did actively wrestle with her for dominance, confidence seemingly growing in that moment.

When Jill pulled away Ashley chased to give her another quick kiss, giggling as the agent slid down between her legs.

One hand planted firmly in her hair, while a single leg wrapped around her as well, almost locking her in place.

"I can do more than that~"