May is a Merry Month, we should celebrate with fic

Title: Displacing an Overabundance of Adrenaline
Author: geonncannon
Self-Lover: Penelope Stamp
Fandom: The Brothers Bloom
Spoilers: For the movie, obviously
Words: 1,000
Date: May 25
Note: Since this story is from Penelope's point of view, Bang Bang will be referred to as Yuengling throughout. That's a weird sentence. And for people who haven't seen the movie, Bang Bang/Yuengling only says two or three words in the entire movie. ~g~
Summary: After the adventure in Prague, Penelope asks Yuengling to help her channel her excitement.

Stephen and Bloom were still antsy even though Penelope said the cops were fine. Bloom told Yuengling to take Penelope up to the room until things settled down. Penelope reluctantly agreed, and let herself be escorted away from all the excitement. As soon as they were in the room, Penelope tossed her hat toward the closet and ran for the window. She could still hear sirens outside, saw the police cars weaving up and down side streets, and saw the helicopters swarming like fat black dragonflies.

She grinned, pressing her stomach against the window frame to look out. She had done it. She had stolen the book, she had been surrounded by coppers, and she had been loaded into the backseat of a police car. And she'd gotten away with it. She whooped loudly, kicking her feet at the excitement of it all.

Something grabbed her cloak and tugged her back into the room. She turned and saw Yuengling standing behind her, one eyebrow raised. "Oh. Sorry." She looked out the window and said, "That would have been quite a fall."

Yuengling rolled her eyes and let go of Penelope's cloak. Penelope went to the bed and climbed up onto the mattress, standing up and bouncing on the balls of her feet. "Let's go do something."

Yuengling stared up at her. She held her hands out to indicate the room, and shrugged.

"I know, they said to stay put until things calmed down. But... I'm not calm." She laughed, a little maniacally, and covered her mouth with her hand. "I'm buzzed. I'm really buzzed, and I want to... run across the city, jumping from one roof to the next." She dropped to her knees, balling her fists together between her legs. "Do you ever get like this after smuggling?"

Yuengling rolled her eyes and shrugged, holding her hand out palm-up.

"How do you deal with it? I mean, I feel like I'm about to burst!"

Yuengling extended two fingers, curled them slightly, and pretended to scratch mid-air.

Penelope watched her, furrowed her brow, and said, "Huh?"

Yuengling gestured at her waist, scratched with two fingers some more.

"I-I don't get it."

Yuengling walked to the bed, and guided Penelope's hand to her lap. She held up her two fingers and made scratching motions again, this time adding a twist to her wrist.

Penelope's eyes widened and she said, "Oh! Oh, I-I don't know about that..."

Yuengling looked at Penelope for a moment, then walked to the door. She flipped the lock before she walked back to the bed and climbed onto the mattress. Penelope started to turn, but Yuengling put a hand on her shoulder and forced her to face front. Yuengling settled behind Penelope, spreading her legs out on either side of Penelope. She pressed up close against her, and slipped her arms under Penelope's.

"Relax," Yuengling whispered in Penelope's ear. So close that Penelope could feel the warmth of her breath, and she shuddered and sighed.

Yuengling slid her hands down the front of Penelope's jacket, pulling the halves apart to find her belt. Penelope was trembling as Yuengling loosened it, pulling it free and then unbuttoning her pants. She took Penelope's hand and lifted it, leaning forward to kiss the tips of each finger. Penelope turned her head, and Yuengling looked at her as she lowered Penelope's hand back to her lap.

Penelope slipped her hand into her pants, Yuengling's hand covering hers completely. Penelope closed her eyes and leaned back against Yuengling as she pressed her fingers against herself. She thought back to her great escape, falling through the air vent to find heavily armed policemen surrounding her. The thrill of walking away from them, free and clear, the tingle in her skin that hadn't diminished since the police chief let her go... it was all focused between her legs now.

Yuengling guided her, moving her hand in slow circles. Penelope suddenly realized. "Oh!" she gasped. "It's like on the train, during the... storm..."

Yuengling kissed Penelope's neck.

Penelope closed her eyes and moved her hips against her hand. She had straddled pillows, she had wrapped her legs around the bedpost and rubbed against it, but she hadn't realized... she didn't know how direct she could be. She licked her lips and said, "This feels really good!"

Yuengling chuckled and began to rock her hips against Penelope. Penelope pressed back against her. After a moment, Yuengling withdrew her hand and pushed it up under Penelope's jacket and shirt, massaging her belly as Penelope continued to touch herself. "Oh... oh! Oh!"

Yuengling pressed her lips to Penelope's neck as she came, lifting her lower body off the bed, grabbing hold of Yuengling's lower leg and squeezing tightly. Finally, she collapsed. Yuengling caught her, and they fell back onto the mattress together. Yuengling wrapped her arms around Penelope and they rolled, first one way and then the other. Penelope was laughing when she twisted in Yuengling's arms and kissed her lips hard.

"Think that did the trick," she said, and kissed Yuengling again. "Tell the boys I'm going to take a nap."

Yuengling nodded.

"Thanks for showing that to me."

Yuengling smiled, winked, and licked her lips. Penelope laughed and squirmed out of Yuengling's arms. Yuengling climbed out of the bed, smoothed down her outfit, and walked to the door. She turned before she unlocked it, aiming her finger at Penelope. Penelope mimicked the gesture, and they both fired at the same time. Yuengling winked and left the room.

Penelope stretched out on the mattress, curled her toes, and thought about what Yuengling had shown her. She wanted to do it again, she wanted to do it as much as possible and in as many different ways as she could think of. She wanted to use her hand, and toys! She had heard of toys before. An idea occurred to her, and she jumped off the bed.

If she remembered correctly, the shower had a detachable shower head.


Note: I tagged it with "I need a new fandom tag!" but as I find it a little unlikely anyone else will write for this movie (most people I talk to about it haven't even heard of it), I'll leave it up to the mods discretion whether or not they assign it one. :D