Title: A Diamond Shower is Forever
Author: Pip's Sister/Ms. Marvel 1
Fandom: Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back
Pairing: Sissy/Justice
Rating: NC-17 for explicit f/f sex, S&M themes and mild language
Archive: Yes, but please tell me first.
E-Mail: felicitypirrip@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Justice, Sissy, Jay, Silent Bob, Brent, Missy and Chrissy are all property of Kevin Smith
(Missy in particular [rimshot]) and the View Askewniverse. They are used without permission for
non-profit purposes.
Notes: There's four things you need to know: 1.) This is femslash. Don't like it? Don't blame me. This is all Kevin Smith himself's fault. He said on the Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back DVD that they were a lesbian couple (of sorts). So if you don't like it, don't flame me! It's not my fault. It's his. 2.) This has S&M, but it's pretty light. So if you're expecting bullwhips and nipple clamps you may be disappointed. 3.) This story takes place during the movie sometime between the girls' diamond
heist and their pizza party. 4.) I know this is only going to be read by about three of you and that you're probably
not going to comment, but please do so anyway. Please? No. Oh well, I had a blast writing this, anyway.
Acknowledgments: For my guy friends who were all grossed out by my m/m fics. This one's for you, pals! Also, I need to thank that one KS slasher who stated that she hated Justice, thus inspiring me to give the often-maligned "interfering girlfriend"
a story of her own.

"Um, excuse me. Are you listening?"

Justice winced inside when she heard her lover's voice. She had been sitting at the window of their latest cheap motel
when Sissy came in their room, her dark eyes filled with anger and annoyance curling her lip.

"I'm sorry," Justice answered coolly. "What did you say?"

Sissy rolled her eyes. "That we're having a party tomorrow. What are you, deaf?"

"I must be," said Justice sarcastically.

Sissy wasn't amused. She crossed her arms and stared down at Justice. "You were thinking about the stoner again, huh?"

Justice turned back to the window.

"You were, weren't you?" Sissy rolled her eyes. "I don't know what you see in that little shit. He's smelly, rude. and I don't
even want to get into that creepy little fat guy he hangs around with."

"My, my." Justice flipped her golden-brown hair over her shoulder. "Are we a little jealous?"

Sissy was taken aback for a moment, but Justice saw that she quickly tried to pass it off. "Well, I'm just having a little trouble knowing where your loyalties lie. I thought we were a team."

"We are." Justice said, sounding less confident than she intended. "It's just. Well, they were so nice."

"Uh, excuse me? They. Were. Losers."

"But-"

"Losers!" Sissy spat. Then her rage suddenly faded away, turning her frown into a smug smile. Sissy slid, snakelike, next to Justice and wrapped her arms around her lover's neck. "But us." she blew on Justice's ear. "We're winners."

A jolt ran through Justice's body as Sissy's white teeth nibbled her ear. She brushed it off. "If I'm such a winner, why did you talk about kicking me out at the Stop n' Go?"

"Aw, you know I was just a little pissy about the Brent thing." Sissy cooed in a less-than-convincing voice. She began to
stroke Justice's hair. "I mean, at least he had manners."

Justice slapped off Sissy's hand. "You know, it's funny. Your so-called well-mannered Brent was trying to feel me up at
every turn and you don't bat an eyelid. But when Jay comes along."

"Please. I knew that you'd never give Brent a chance in hell with you. It's when you started throwing yourself at Jay like a
slutty cheerleader."

"I didn't-"

"Shut up! All right? If we really are a team, you better start acting like it. In fact, I think you need a refresher course in 'partnership.'"

"I-"

Sissy didn't let her finish. In less than an instant, Sissy's lips were on Justice's, delving, sucking, biting. Her tongue maneuvered around the other woman's like a Chinese acrobat.

And as much as she resented herself for doing so, Justice loved it. Her one hand curled around Sissy's back, pressing the
other woman's breasts against her own, while the other hand buried itself in Sissy's dark curls. Sissy then one-upped her,
lifting herself onto Justice's lap and straddling her. Even through the layers of clothing, the feel of Sissy's sex against her own sent a jolt of pleasure straight through Justice's body.

Straddled atop Justice, one hand lifting her cheek, the other reaching under her shirt, Sissy broke off the kiss. Justice tried not to show her shock, her disappointment when Sissy's lips left her own. Judging by Sissy's smug smile, though, she wasn't
doing very well.

"You know, I think I just figured out what your problem is here."

"Wha-" Justice coughed. "What's that?"

"I clearly haven't laid you in awhile," Sissy crossed her arms. "Is that it, Jussy? Are you latching onto the little stoner-fuck because you're feeling lonely? Unloved?"

"You don't love me."

Sissy's mouth curled in cruel amusement. "Well, when you're right, you're right. But I love this." Sissy clenched Justice to her chest and kissed her again, humping as she did so.

Justice let out a shriek. Oh God, she was had. She was so had. She leaned back against the couch and Sissy followed immediately. Sissy's sucking and attentions became more and more heated. God, the woman could hold her breath forever. Unfortunately, Justice didn't have such talent. She let out a gasp as she tried to suck some air through Sissy's tongue.

This only made Sissy laugh. "You can be so pathetic sometimes. You know that?"

Justice gasped and coughed. She glared at Sissy. "Oh, really? Then why are you so eager to fuck me, then? Still pissed off
that Chrissy took Missy first and you got stuck with the leftovers?"

Sissy's face twisted in anger and Justice could only smile at her struck nerve. Finally, she had one up on Sissy. Unfortunately, it would not be for long.

"Come here!" Sissy's hand twisted around Justice's wrist. She stood up and yanked her off the couch.

"Ohh!" Justice shrieked.

Sissy took no notice. She pulled Justice over to the mantelpiece and snatched the pouch of diamonds off it.

"What are you-?"

"Shut up!" snapped Sissy. She pulled the drawstring off the bag and stepped over to the bed. Then she
threw back the covers. A smirk curled her lips. Sissy poured the diamonds onto the mattress sheet, taking the utmost care
not to let any drop on the floor.

Justice looked at Sissy with confusion.

"Strip. Now. If you don't, I'll make you."

Justice sighed and took off her glasses. She let her robe slip off her shoulders and pulled off her shirt. Out of the corner of her eye Justice could still see Sissy leering at her large breasts. She tried to ignore it and removed her underpants.

Sissy looked Justice up and down, inspecting every curve and crevice of her body. She licked her lips. "Not so bad. Now get on the bed."

Justice's eyes bulged. "What? You want me to."

"I'm telling you to. Oh, and by the way, Justice. If one of those babies fall off the bed - just one - you'll regret it."

Justice suppressed an urge to shudder. Sex on diamonds wouldn't be an unbearable pain, but it would still hurt. A lot. But
she was actually more worried about knocking off one of the diamonds. The last time she'd lost one of Sissy's sex games she couldn't sit down for three days. Nevertheless, despite her worries, Justice smiled and looked straight in Sissy's eyes. "Whatever you say, mistress," she said neutrally. Damned if she was going to let Sissy win this one.

She sat on the edge of the bed, being extra-careful not to rock it. Then Justice slowly edged herself over to the diamonds and lay down on them, taking care to cover all of them with her back and ass. The diamonds dug into her skin, not so deep as to cut her or leave marks, but painful enough that she'd notice.

Sissy continued to check her. Justice tried not to squirm, as she knew it would cause her more pain and maybe lead her to
drop a diamond. Still, Sissy's dark brown eyes traveling up and down her only made Justice more aware of her own naked body, particularly her breasts, which rose and fell rapidly with Justice's heavy breathing.

"A little painful, Jussy?" Sissy taunted.

Justice shook her head and forced a smile. "Nope," she gasped. "Not at all."

"Oh? Well." Sissy ripped off her top with a violent jerk. "I'll have to remedy that."

Justice tried her best not to gasp when Sissy continued to strip. There were many times that Justice positively hated Sissy, but nevertheless she could not deny that the girl was positively gorgeous. Beautiful face, eyes like dark pools of ink, and a body that supermodels died for.

Not that Justice was purely and solely drawn to physical beauty. If Sissy were simply beautiful, Justice would have packed her bags a long time ago. The reason why she stayed, why she put up with so much from Sissy was-

Sissy stretched as she threw off her last bit of clothing, reaching and grasping at the air as if showing off for Justice. Then,
with almost no warning, Sissy leaped onto the bed. Justice gasped, fearing she'd let one of the all-the-more precious
stones slip loose, but to her relief she somehow managed to stay firmly planted on the pile.

Her relief was not long-lasting. Sissy's mouth overtook Justice's yet again. Her lips pressed against Justice's. Her tongue scraped along her teeth. Justice moaned, fighting with all her strength not to thrust forward. Her clitoris was throbbing
uncontrollably. She could already feel herself starting to get wet. Her nipples felt as hard as the diamonds beneath her, which were digging into her even harder as Sissy thrust her again and again.

As soon as Sissy's lips left Justice's, Justice let out a loud moan. "What's that?" asked Sissy. "Jussy wants more?"

The triple pressures of the diamonds digging into her skin, Sissy's warm body rubbing against her own and her own body's demands were nearly unbearable. "Yes," she moaned a little too eagerly. "Yes, please."

Sissy's white teeth gleamed as she smiled. "Do you? Then say it."

"Please."

"Say, 'Jussy wants more.'"

Justice groaned irritably. "Jussy wants more."

"I can't hear you."

"Jussy wants more!" she yelled.

Sissy smiled. "Then you'll get more. But."

Justice moaned when Sissy didn't continue. "What? What the hell do you want?"

"I want you to do me to."

Justice felt like she would explode. Sissy wanted to sixty-nine? Oh God, she was so out of it right now that she doubted she could manage it. But there was no way around it. "Fine. Fine. Whatever. Just. please."

Sissy chuckled. "Now that's what I like to see. Mmm. you're such a good little girl. It's time to fuck some of that saccharine bullshit out of you." The dark-haired woman sat up and slapped Justice's breasts cruelly.

Justice had only just enough time to groan when Sissy had repositioned herself. Before she could close her
mouth Sissy was on it. Justice yelped in surprise. Like she said to herself before, if Sissy was only beautiful, she would have
left a long time ago.

This was why she stayed.

And she knew it was base. Knew it was stupid and shallow. Unfortunately, it was also the truth. Sissy's talent for fucking was amazing and she never fucked the same way twice. God, Justice loved it. For this and the money they made Justice could stay
here forever. If not for Jay.

"Hey!" Sissy wiggled a bit. "Get with it, already! I'm not going to start until you do."

"Okay, okay." Justice inhaled and exhaled deeply. Then she closed her eyes and clamped her lips around Sissy's clitoris.
Justice began to suck, moving her lips up and around the small organ and licking it whenever she felt inclined.

Sissy's moan of pleasure rang in Justice's ears. She tried her best not to move when she felt Sissy's warm breath on her sex.
Oh God. Control. Sissy's mouth clamped on her. A wet tongue swirled over her clitoris. Dark curls tickled her hips and thighs.

Justice arched a bit. Then she remembered herself. The diamonds shifted a bit, but from what she could tell none of them had slipped away. At least she hoped not. As if to reassure herself, Justice dug herself down onto them, only wincing when the diamonds pierced her. Oddly enough, getting blown by a supermodel-alike almost made it easy to forget that she was lying
on diamonds.

Almost.

One of Sissy's teeth scraped against her and she let out a yelp. This only made Sissy suck harder. Justice tried her best to
keep up, running her tongue into and around every crevice of Sissy's vagina. God, she felt so good. Everything - the feel of Sissy's tongue on her, the taste of Sissy's sex, even the diamonds pushing into her - felt so good, so overwhelming. She didn't feel like she could last must longer.

All of a sudden Sissy's sucking became harder, more frenzied. Oh God, Justice was so gone. She moaned into Sissy's sex
as she felt the passion in her rising. Her breathing became heavy and fast. Her tongue flicked in and out of Sissy rapidly. God,
it was time if only oh my God oh!

Then, as soon as the feeling had come, it was all over. Justice let out a sigh and lay back on the bed, her body limp and tired, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead and breasts.

Her eyes closed. Justice felt the bed rock underneath her as Sissy got up off the bed. She re-opened her eyes. Sissy pulled
on her robe and looked over the bed. A frown. She then took a glance beneath it.

"Nothing." Sissy shook her head and turned to Justice. "Well aren't you the lucky one?"

Justice sighed with relief and started to get up, but Sissy pushed her back down before she could move more than an inch. "Hey!"

"But," Sissy cut her off. "I want you to remember this little lesson, Justice."

Justice's eyebrows furrowed. "What lesson?"

"I know what you felt throughout this." Sissy's fingers rested beneath her lover's chin. "Just remember that I did that. I can
give that to you. And I can do that whenever I want. But I can also do the reverse."

The slap stung hard against Justice's cheek. She gasped and put her hand to the spot. "Oh!"

"I own you, Justice. And don't you ever forget it."

With that, Sissy stormed out of the room, door slamming behind her.

Justice waited a moment, and then slowly pushed herself off the bed. She groaned a bit as she moved. The diamonds still dug into her skin.

But then Justice smiled. She reached behind her and picked up a small handful of diamonds. She had done it. She hadn't let
one of them drop. Let Sissy say what she wanted. She didn't own her. None of them did.

And from now on, none of them ever would.

The End.