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Ally «my eyes are on you yeah» ([info]kickawesome) wrote,
@ 2010-07-13 16:33:00

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Current mood: excited
Current music:Slide - Goo Goo Dolls

[Fic] Kiss Bingo!

for [info]kissbingo @ LJ
location: sunset
greetings: goodnight
other: while talking
location: under the mistletoe
experimental: chocolate
body: neck
emotion: sadness
body: collarbone
type: butterfly
body: belly
type: dirty
body: navel
WILD CARD
experimental: three-way
type: gentle
greetings: good morning
body: feet
face: jawline
location: daydream
experimental: trickle
face: cheeks
type: French
experimental: fruit
location: underwater
location: honeymoon


type: French
Pairing: Jonas Ackerly/Prisca Pucey
Word Count: 978
Rating: R
“You’ve never—?“ was all Jonas could get out before Prisca was shushing him with a kiss. He gently cupped her beautiful face and held her close for fear that she would tug away and call this whole thing off. It was her room, after all.

“It’s okay, love,” Jonas said with a quiet laugh as he held her gaze. Her blue eyes were guarded as she pulled back to blink at him. Oh, he was an idiot. She probably thought he was laughing at her, when really, he was laughing at himself. “I haven’t either,” he confirmed with a nod.

Honestly, it was embarrassing to be so near adulthood and have never shagged. Granted, he did have his religious reservations about it – sex before marriage and all – but to a young buck like Jonas, those guidelines were quickly tossed to the wind. It was easy to do when you had a girlfriend like Prisca. She was callous, she was vain, she was downright mean, but most importantly, she was drop dead gorgeous. How Jonas had landed in this fledgling relationship was beyond him. She’d simply pulled him aside at a school dance and proceeded to snog his face off.

Now, here they were, two weeks later, contemplating sex. Things certainly went fast in this school.

There was relief in Prisca’s face as he said the words and she chuckled. “You couldn’t get any? Ha,” she said in disbelief. “I don’t know if I want to be with a boy who couldn’t get at least one pair of knickers before leaving school.”

“Well,” Jonas said uneasily, that wasn’t entirely true. He’d fooled around a little with some girls, but it was never anything like this – they were in a bloody bed for Zeus’s sake! – and he wasn’t one to kiss and tell. Instead of refuting her claim he settled for kissing her. His tongue pushed past her lips and wrapped hers. Prisca returned the favor, and they continued to kiss in a smash of lips and tongues until they were both out of breath.

Jonas let his tongue slip out and flick against her bottom lip as he ran his hand through her hair. He nuzzled his face to the pillow as he stared at her, faces flushed and breath coming in pants.

“What?” Prisca demanded, eyes becoming guarded, again, as he watched her.

Jonas smiled, lopsided and sweet, as he fingered her collarbone. “I would be honored to be your first,” he said quietly, feeling a pang in his belly as he said it. He was already turned on from the tumbling in the sheets, but this went beyond arousal. He knew he was falling for her, though there was no way this relationship could last. She was an old money Pureblood, after all.

Prisca rolled her eyes. “Oh, how sweet of you to say,” she sardonically spat. “I no longer have to wonder why you are a virgin if that is your pick-up line.”

That got a breathy laugh from Jonas. “I wasn’t trying to pick you up, love,” he said as he trailed his fingers along her face. He then promptly tugged at his tie and pulled his jumper over his head. “I already have you, right here, flush and more beautiful than anything I’ve ever seen.” His hair was wild when the jumper was tossed away. “You do know that, right? How beautiful you are?” he added as he pressed light kisses to her neck, making her sigh. “I don’t think I can say it enough.”

Prisca groaned in resignation as she watched him slowly undress. She unzipped her skirt before watching Jonas pull it off of her gorgeous thighs. He then gave a small yelp as she grabbed him down into a lip crushing kiss. Their tongues tangled once more. Jonas focused on mapping out her mouth, finding little spots that made her pant. Zeus, did he ever love kissing. He could never get enough of it.

“If you tell one bloody soul,” Prisca growled as she gripped at the hair at the nape of his neck.

Jonas rolled his eyes. “I know. You’ll hex my bollocks off.” He sighed. “You know, that’s really not an arousing thing to say to a bloke.”

Prisca grinned – finally – and seemed to relax. “I don’t think I need to say much more to give you a stiffy,” she huffed, indicating his already hardening erection. He silently thanked God for not making him go limp from the performance anxiety he was currently feeling. That would have certainly put a damper on the afternoon.

“Just lie back and we’ll figure this out…together,” Jonas said as he rolled them so he was on top of her.

Prisca sniffed snootily. “You better make it good, Ackerly.” He could see the nervous tension in her eyes but she was putting on a damn good smirk. “Or I’m kicking you out, without your trousers.” She sighed when he dipped his head to press kisses to her throat as he unbuttoned her cotton shirt.

“I make no guarantees,” Jonas mumbled against her breast. “But I’ll definitely give it a go.”

“Give it a go,” she repeated hollowly. “Your seductive skills are marvelous.”

Jonas shushed her with a kiss. “I’ll let my hands do the talking,” he whispered gruffly as he pulled open her shirt. Prisca moaned softly as he fondled each breast with calloused thumbs, massaging her nipples into peaks before letting them turn soft, again.

“And I’ll be good to you, Prisca,” he added quietly, leaning down to nibble on her ear. “I’ll always be good to you, no matter how much you push me away.”

Prisca chuckled, though he could see a flush rising into her face. “You certainly have a way with words,” she whispered before he sealed off her mouth with another hot kiss.


Choose characters or future kids for kisses! Any pairing! Past, present, or future! Doesn't necessarily have to be Valesco!


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