Fic: Why thank you kind sir, PG-13, Oneshot
Title: Why, Thank You Kind Sir.
Author:cryzzel
Pairing: Leighton/Ed
Rating: PG-13.... Some sexual scenes and words <3
Spoiler: Maybe some interviews of Ed's.
Summary: What happens when Ed and Leighton got a part in a british movie together, and Leighton asks Ed to teach her how to master the british accent?
Ugh because my damn friend mary1516 gave me new Ed pictures and made me drool so much I cant contain myself, I suddenly found myself writing E/L fic which I have never done before, nor ever come close to doing. Like i am OBSESSED with Ed/Leighton its dangerous. I'm getting out of the habit. But this fic couldn't leave my head. It’s a oneshot.
So GAH whatever. I'm just going to post it. Oh also this is not beta’ed so don’t flame me for shitty sentence structures and shit, or I will cut you. Just enjoy the EL!
Also you have to know some of Ed’s interviews to get some scenes in here, but knowing you people who read this, I’m sure you know which interviews I am referring to.
For:
mary1516 , and
freakyneilly whose E/L fic I adore and implore her to continue :P More Sex plezeee.
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I can't believe this!!" Leighton said gleefully, practically bursting like a bubble, a paper clutched in her hand.
"I know. It's very surreal." came a very sexy british accent she knew all too well coming up behind her.
She twirled around and gave him a coy smile, "Well, this means we'll be... working together again." her eyes glittering with mischief. Gossip girl was over it only lasted till Season four.
Oh bollocks, Ed thought, this is going to be hell for him.
They both just had been casted for the new periodical movie together. Although initially, the productions idea was to have a british actress to play the heroine, because she is in fact British, the director decided in the end, that chemistry won over heritage values. And this one smart man knew no one had on-screen chemistry like Leighton meester and Ed westwick. Back at the studios the found out why this was so.
"My daughter watched Gossip Girl religiously." the director said with a smile during his meeting with Leighton and Ed. "And of course she hogged the television. And I have watched how the both of you act. Just amazing, amazing chemistry emitted from the both of you. I just HAD to have the both of you."
Leighton blushed profusely and looked up at Ed who had a smug smile on his face as well. They both knew they were great together, oh so great.
"You DEFINITELY have to practice the 'british accent' with me." she said putting on a fake, but passable british accent on.
"Why?" he asked giving her a smile, "You do know your british accent, is quite lovely." he said like the British gentleman he was. Leighton giggled and rolled her eyes.
"Really? Because I don't really want you rolling behind my back saying ‘how like all Americans fail whenever they use the English accent.” She said reminding him of one interview he did where he said that.
Ed couldn't help but laugh and roll his script up," But Leight, weren't you at least flattered that I mentioned that only you weren’t soo bad.”
But then again, they both knew Ed always put her in a different category all together. Sure, he dissed EVERYONE, but somehow he managed to maneuver what he says so it doesn't involve Leighton whenever he dissed people. It was something he was so used to doing that he didn't know he was doing it. He always favored her, always adored her, always preferred her above anyone else...
He loved Leighton dearly, he truly did, maybe a little too much.
Maybe that's why his last girlfriend made such a fuss about it that he decided he couldn't take anymore bullshit like that and just decided to end it with her a few months ago. Leighton was the reason among other things of course.
"You don't really need me, Leight." he smiled, "Remember your accent for that episode?" he said referring to one of the Gossip Girl episodes where she had to use her british accent.
She remembered and nodded, "Yeah but I remember clearly how you used to tease me about it." she said, "That I just had to practice it and watch my fair lady over and over again just to prove to you i -can- pull off a decent british accent."
"And you, definitely, did just that." he winked.
"That I did Mr. Westwick." she said lightly patting him on his shoulder. "Thanks to you." she said proudly.
"Then you don't need me." he said. The only reason he was doing this was because he was already going to spend so much time with her, he didn't want to spend even MORE time with her, judging by the fact no matter what he did, she'd never fly his way. She was much better than that, and no matter how cocky he was, he always found her out of his league. Leighton was just -that- amazing for him.
He couldn’t fall for her more than he already did.
"You're the only one who can." she said huskily. His head shot up to look at her, thinking she meant something else, when obviously she didn't.
However, Leighton knew him, and she knew how he felt about her right from the very beginning they met. Or so she thought. When they were just Leighton Meester, upcoming actress from Florida and Ed westwick, british rockband wannabe. But she was a bloody tease. A bloody tease since day 1.
Leighton was no innocent little girl, hell no. She was a minx, a tease, she knew what she wanted, and she what she didn't want. Since the day she found out he always had eyes for her, she always left a field open for him. Too bad that open field, Sebastian decided to swoop in and get her first. Ed could't hate the guy, no he couldn't but he could pretend to love the guy. It was better than ignoring that they both existed.
However, they both couldn’t deny some of their ‘moments’. They’ve kissed, with the excuse that they were acting as Chuck and Blair, they’ve touched intimately with the excuse that they drunk… But nothing beyond that. They weren’t the type of people who did affairs, although, no doubt they have both thought about it.
But right after wuthering heights, and Leighton's Date Movie, both Jessica and Sebastian felt inferior somehow. Both Ed and Leighton were climbing up the stardom ladder. Leighton decided to end it with Sebastian after his crazy mood swings which annoyed her more than it scared her, and Ed ended it with Jessica because she had a feeling Ed never really gave it all to her and of course, she wasn't really that liked and couldn't deal with it.
"Teach you what Leight?" Ed asked, even though he knew the answer, but he did like playing.
"Teaching me the British accent, of course, Silly." she said smiling, her eyes a glint of mischief. "Soooo, I suggest." she placed a hand the lapels of his stylish denim jacket he had on and rand her hand up and down the side of the lapels, "We go out tonight, get some drinks and smokes." she looked down at his throat, his hairy chest, then back up at him, the side of her lips lifting up into a smile, "And you teach me some british."
He grinned back, "Oh trust me, i'll teach you some 'british', definitely."
She let go of him and grinned, “Then we’re on for tonight.”
Ed watched her go…. On for what exactly? He wanted to find out.
XXXX
“Wait wait wait. Soooo, when I say ‘what’ I say ‘whoot’, right?” she said trying to get the gist of it. She wanted to sound like a real british person, not some American trying to be british wannabe. Oh yes, Ed hated those.
He had to laugh and take a swing at his beer when she said that.
“How, cute Leight.” They were at this for the last 4 hours and honestly, it was incredibly fun. Ed hated teaching other people anything, let alone a fucking English language in another language, but hell, with Leighton it was incredibly entertaining.
It was always fun with her. Maybe that’s why he opted to invite her to Scotland with him for 2009’s new year rather than anyone else he knew. They went as friends of course, but he knew for a long time now Leighton was just a bundle of fun.
“And I am amazed at how many ‘Why thank you kind sirs’” This bloody script has!” she said flipping through her script.
“It’s just something we do. Well not -we- but old periodicals. All Jane Austen’s stuff and such has that.” He shrugged. “No clue why though we totally don’t use that anymore. It sounds…too proper. Cheesy.” He poured her another glass of beer.
“Why thank you kind sir!” Leighton said in a british accent and took a sip of her beer.
“Yes and we all know how you british men are all but proper.” She said laughing.
“…all raunchy.” She said naughtily, feeling slightly buzzed. She looked at him under her lids. She was always like this when she drank too much, always-such a tease. It made Ed tingle all over when he saw her like this. The things he could easily do, but he never does because he respected her. He usually just brings her home or calls her boyfriend.
Oops. Ex-boyfriend. Shit, his head (or dick actually) kept reminding him she was a free woman now, and he was a free man (not that it ever stopped him.)
“Come on Leight, you’re a sodding mess, it’s high time to send you home.” He told her. It was high time to send her away alright, before he got any ideas. He stood up, but Leighton stood up before him first, swaying a little.
“I am not a mess, you are!” she pointed. He smirked when he saw that she was going to tumble backward. He quickly ran up behind her and caught her. His arms circling her tiny waist as he kept her up.
“Right, I believe you.” He said. He was painfully aware that his erection was showing and pressed nicely at Leighton’s beautiful behind. He pushed her slightly away from him, but he still held her to keep her up. “Come on Leight. I gotta send you home.” He started half dragging her to the bar door.
“Why thank you kind sir!” she said in her british accent, which seemed to get better when she’s drunk. Once they got out of the bar, she then turned around and wound her arms around Ed’s neck, sliding her body against his, and her face so very close to his. Ed still had his arms around her waist. Ed didn’t bother pushing her away but he was curious as to what Miss Meester was thinking right now, that is, if she is in her right mind.
They stared at each other for a while, her eyes sought his as they stood at the quiet street for a few moments.
“ Why don’t we try it out?” she asked suddenly, her hand caressing the side of his face, “You know like we always wanted to. From the first time we met.”
She smiled coyly, “Before we decided to be stupid and date other people?”
Somehow, it didn’t take Ed even a SECOND to think about what she said, it was clockwork, like every part of his being was just waiting for her to ask him this, and he knew exactly what his reaction would be.
Ed cocked his head to the side and gave her a triumphant grin, “Leight, you have no idea how long I wanted you to say that.”
Leighton seemed annoyed at what he said, but he crashed his lips onto hers, feeling her soft pink lips and it nearly drove him insane. He pressed her body close to his, if that were even more possible and she could feel every muscle of his move against her body, including his obvious erection. She smiled against his lips when she felt that.
Good to know she still had that ‘effect’ on him. Oh who didn’t know Chuck and Blair scenes always gave him a boner. He didn’t bother hiding it either. It was like he wanted her to know she had that effect on him. Which, of course, she proudly did. Her hands went up his back and buried themselves in his hair as she let him violate her lips. His hands lowered themselves to cup her beautiful full ass and she felt herself groaning against his lips.
They were going to have full fledge sex right in the middle of the street if none of them stopped.
“I’m not drunk you know.” She said once she broke off the magnificent kiss they shared as Ed and Leighton, and not Chuck and Blair.
He tilted his head to the side and stared at her with a grin, “I believe you.” He had no idea why she even brought that up, but it amused him. Everything Leighton amused him.
“No really I mean what I said before. You just didn’t have the balls to say it first.” She said. “I usually don’t do this, but just in case you backed out again and we ended up dating other people repeating past mistakes, I had to do it. You’re such a coward Westwick.”
He laughed, not offended at all. This is why she was so annoyed before. He was GLAD she did this, “I know. But Leight, I always thought I was too much of a mess for you, so I didn’t…”
“Oh I know. And you still are a mess.” She said helping him find the words. “But we waited longer than Chuck and Blair. I just though, since we’re fans of all things good why not give it a go.” She said emphasizing the last few words in her British accent, remembering one particular interview Ed had and he said the same thing about Chuck and Blair.
Ed was amazed at how well Leighton followed his interviews and what he said, but he did the same with hers.
“Well then, why don’t we give it a go?” he suggested, leaning his face so close to hers so that their lips were brushing, alcohol on both of their breaths, intoxicating them further.
XXX
Leighton woke up the next morning to find Ed reading his script.
“Hey.” She said sheepishly, covering the top half of her naked body.
Ed turned around and smiled when he saw that she was awake and kissed her fully on the lips.
Shit, yes this was what he always wanted since the day he saw her. With her long straight dyed brown hair. Sure, as Chuck and Blair they had many moments like this, but as Ed and Leighton they had virtually none. So this is their moment. Free of girlfriends and boyfriends, free of the tv-show. Just free.
He finally broke off the kiss, and saw how Leighton blushed and smiled back at him.
“Why, Mr. Westwick, that was, a lovely morning greeting.” She said in a very lovely british accent she had acquired learning from his yesterday night.
“Isn’t it?” he grinned. Kissing her again. “You’re getting good with the accent.”
She smiled proudly.
“It’s actually even better when you drink alcohol.” He added. She frowned and smacked his arm.
He grinned, “Oh wait.” He jumped off the bed in his boxers and came back in with a tray of eggs and waffles.
She laughed again, “Wow, thank you kind sir!! Breakfast in bed, that’s a very british thing to do.”
“Actually no, but now it is.” He said dropping a scone on the breakfast tray.
She laughed, pulling him down for another kiss. Hell has she ever been happy like this with anyone before?
The answer?
No.
He then asked her something random.
“Do you know in the script the two mains sleep together fair bit?”
“Oh really?” she quirked a brow.
“Really.” He grinned.
He leaned down really close to her face, his lips brushing her cheek first, before settling them on her lips which he kissed. Her hands came up to settle at both sides of his face as they kissed.
When they broke off for air, Leighton grinned, “It’s a good thing we’re going to do some a fair bit too.”
XXX
So there, i finally wrote an E/L fic before i die. I have completed my job as an E/L, CB Fan girl now. LULZ.
Author:cryzzel
Pairing: Leighton/Ed
Rating: PG-13.... Some sexual scenes and words <3
Spoiler: Maybe some interviews of Ed's.
Summary: What happens when Ed and Leighton got a part in a british movie together, and Leighton asks Ed to teach her how to master the british accent?
Ugh because my damn friend mary1516 gave me new Ed pictures and made me drool so much I cant contain myself, I suddenly found myself writing E/L fic which I have never done before, nor ever come close to doing. Like i am OBSESSED with Ed/Leighton its dangerous. I'm getting out of the habit. But this fic couldn't leave my head. It’s a oneshot.
So GAH whatever. I'm just going to post it. Oh also this is not beta’ed so don’t flame me for shitty sentence structures and shit, or I will cut you. Just enjoy the EL!
Also you have to know some of Ed’s interviews to get some scenes in here, but knowing you people who read this, I’m sure you know which interviews I am referring to.
For:
mary1516 , and
freakyneilly whose E/L fic I adore and implore her to continue :P More Sex plezeee.
XXXX
I can't believe this!!" Leighton said gleefully, practically bursting like a bubble, a paper clutched in her hand.
"I know. It's very surreal." came a very sexy british accent she knew all too well coming up behind her.
She twirled around and gave him a coy smile, "Well, this means we'll be... working together again." her eyes glittering with mischief. Gossip girl was over it only lasted till Season four.
Oh bollocks, Ed thought, this is going to be hell for him.
They both just had been casted for the new periodical movie together. Although initially, the productions idea was to have a british actress to play the heroine, because she is in fact British, the director decided in the end, that chemistry won over heritage values. And this one smart man knew no one had on-screen chemistry like Leighton meester and Ed westwick. Back at the studios the found out why this was so.
"My daughter watched Gossip Girl religiously." the director said with a smile during his meeting with Leighton and Ed. "And of course she hogged the television. And I have watched how the both of you act. Just amazing, amazing chemistry emitted from the both of you. I just HAD to have the both of you."
Leighton blushed profusely and looked up at Ed who had a smug smile on his face as well. They both knew they were great together, oh so great.
"You DEFINITELY have to practice the 'british accent' with me." she said putting on a fake, but passable british accent on.
"Why?" he asked giving her a smile, "You do know your british accent, is quite lovely." he said like the British gentleman he was. Leighton giggled and rolled her eyes.
"Really? Because I don't really want you rolling behind my back saying ‘how like all Americans fail whenever they use the English accent.” She said reminding him of one interview he did where he said that.
Ed couldn't help but laugh and roll his script up," But Leight, weren't you at least flattered that I mentioned that only you weren’t soo bad.”
But then again, they both knew Ed always put her in a different category all together. Sure, he dissed EVERYONE, but somehow he managed to maneuver what he says so it doesn't involve Leighton whenever he dissed people. It was something he was so used to doing that he didn't know he was doing it. He always favored her, always adored her, always preferred her above anyone else...
He loved Leighton dearly, he truly did, maybe a little too much.
Maybe that's why his last girlfriend made such a fuss about it that he decided he couldn't take anymore bullshit like that and just decided to end it with her a few months ago. Leighton was the reason among other things of course.
"You don't really need me, Leight." he smiled, "Remember your accent for that episode?" he said referring to one of the Gossip Girl episodes where she had to use her british accent.
She remembered and nodded, "Yeah but I remember clearly how you used to tease me about it." she said, "That I just had to practice it and watch my fair lady over and over again just to prove to you i -can- pull off a decent british accent."
"And you, definitely, did just that." he winked.
"That I did Mr. Westwick." she said lightly patting him on his shoulder. "Thanks to you." she said proudly.
"Then you don't need me." he said. The only reason he was doing this was because he was already going to spend so much time with her, he didn't want to spend even MORE time with her, judging by the fact no matter what he did, she'd never fly his way. She was much better than that, and no matter how cocky he was, he always found her out of his league. Leighton was just -that- amazing for him.
He couldn’t fall for her more than he already did.
"You're the only one who can." she said huskily. His head shot up to look at her, thinking she meant something else, when obviously she didn't.
However, Leighton knew him, and she knew how he felt about her right from the very beginning they met. Or so she thought. When they were just Leighton Meester, upcoming actress from Florida and Ed westwick, british rockband wannabe. But she was a bloody tease. A bloody tease since day 1.
Leighton was no innocent little girl, hell no. She was a minx, a tease, she knew what she wanted, and she what she didn't want. Since the day she found out he always had eyes for her, she always left a field open for him. Too bad that open field, Sebastian decided to swoop in and get her first. Ed could't hate the guy, no he couldn't but he could pretend to love the guy. It was better than ignoring that they both existed.
However, they both couldn’t deny some of their ‘moments’. They’ve kissed, with the excuse that they were acting as Chuck and Blair, they’ve touched intimately with the excuse that they drunk… But nothing beyond that. They weren’t the type of people who did affairs, although, no doubt they have both thought about it.
But right after wuthering heights, and Leighton's Date Movie, both Jessica and Sebastian felt inferior somehow. Both Ed and Leighton were climbing up the stardom ladder. Leighton decided to end it with Sebastian after his crazy mood swings which annoyed her more than it scared her, and Ed ended it with Jessica because she had a feeling Ed never really gave it all to her and of course, she wasn't really that liked and couldn't deal with it.
"Teach you what Leight?" Ed asked, even though he knew the answer, but he did like playing.
"Teaching me the British accent, of course, Silly." she said smiling, her eyes a glint of mischief. "Soooo, I suggest." she placed a hand the lapels of his stylish denim jacket he had on and rand her hand up and down the side of the lapels, "We go out tonight, get some drinks and smokes." she looked down at his throat, his hairy chest, then back up at him, the side of her lips lifting up into a smile, "And you teach me some british."
He grinned back, "Oh trust me, i'll teach you some 'british', definitely."
She let go of him and grinned, “Then we’re on for tonight.”
Ed watched her go…. On for what exactly? He wanted to find out.
XXXX
“Wait wait wait. Soooo, when I say ‘what’ I say ‘whoot’, right?” she said trying to get the gist of it. She wanted to sound like a real british person, not some American trying to be british wannabe. Oh yes, Ed hated those.
He had to laugh and take a swing at his beer when she said that.
“How, cute Leight.” They were at this for the last 4 hours and honestly, it was incredibly fun. Ed hated teaching other people anything, let alone a fucking English language in another language, but hell, with Leighton it was incredibly entertaining.
It was always fun with her. Maybe that’s why he opted to invite her to Scotland with him for 2009’s new year rather than anyone else he knew. They went as friends of course, but he knew for a long time now Leighton was just a bundle of fun.
“And I am amazed at how many ‘Why thank you kind sirs’” This bloody script has!” she said flipping through her script.
“It’s just something we do. Well not -we- but old periodicals. All Jane Austen’s stuff and such has that.” He shrugged. “No clue why though we totally don’t use that anymore. It sounds…too proper. Cheesy.” He poured her another glass of beer.
“Why thank you kind sir!” Leighton said in a british accent and took a sip of her beer.
“Yes and we all know how you british men are all but proper.” She said laughing.
“…all raunchy.” She said naughtily, feeling slightly buzzed. She looked at him under her lids. She was always like this when she drank too much, always-such a tease. It made Ed tingle all over when he saw her like this. The things he could easily do, but he never does because he respected her. He usually just brings her home or calls her boyfriend.
Oops. Ex-boyfriend. Shit, his head (or dick actually) kept reminding him she was a free woman now, and he was a free man (not that it ever stopped him.)
“Come on Leight, you’re a sodding mess, it’s high time to send you home.” He told her. It was high time to send her away alright, before he got any ideas. He stood up, but Leighton stood up before him first, swaying a little.
“I am not a mess, you are!” she pointed. He smirked when he saw that she was going to tumble backward. He quickly ran up behind her and caught her. His arms circling her tiny waist as he kept her up.
“Right, I believe you.” He said. He was painfully aware that his erection was showing and pressed nicely at Leighton’s beautiful behind. He pushed her slightly away from him, but he still held her to keep her up. “Come on Leight. I gotta send you home.” He started half dragging her to the bar door.
“Why thank you kind sir!” she said in her british accent, which seemed to get better when she’s drunk. Once they got out of the bar, she then turned around and wound her arms around Ed’s neck, sliding her body against his, and her face so very close to his. Ed still had his arms around her waist. Ed didn’t bother pushing her away but he was curious as to what Miss Meester was thinking right now, that is, if she is in her right mind.
They stared at each other for a while, her eyes sought his as they stood at the quiet street for a few moments.
“ Why don’t we try it out?” she asked suddenly, her hand caressing the side of his face, “You know like we always wanted to. From the first time we met.”
She smiled coyly, “Before we decided to be stupid and date other people?”
Somehow, it didn’t take Ed even a SECOND to think about what she said, it was clockwork, like every part of his being was just waiting for her to ask him this, and he knew exactly what his reaction would be.
Ed cocked his head to the side and gave her a triumphant grin, “Leight, you have no idea how long I wanted you to say that.”
Leighton seemed annoyed at what he said, but he crashed his lips onto hers, feeling her soft pink lips and it nearly drove him insane. He pressed her body close to his, if that were even more possible and she could feel every muscle of his move against her body, including his obvious erection. She smiled against his lips when she felt that.
Good to know she still had that ‘effect’ on him. Oh who didn’t know Chuck and Blair scenes always gave him a boner. He didn’t bother hiding it either. It was like he wanted her to know she had that effect on him. Which, of course, she proudly did. Her hands went up his back and buried themselves in his hair as she let him violate her lips. His hands lowered themselves to cup her beautiful full ass and she felt herself groaning against his lips.
They were going to have full fledge sex right in the middle of the street if none of them stopped.
“I’m not drunk you know.” She said once she broke off the magnificent kiss they shared as Ed and Leighton, and not Chuck and Blair.
He tilted his head to the side and stared at her with a grin, “I believe you.” He had no idea why she even brought that up, but it amused him. Everything Leighton amused him.
“No really I mean what I said before. You just didn’t have the balls to say it first.” She said. “I usually don’t do this, but just in case you backed out again and we ended up dating other people repeating past mistakes, I had to do it. You’re such a coward Westwick.”
He laughed, not offended at all. This is why she was so annoyed before. He was GLAD she did this, “I know. But Leight, I always thought I was too much of a mess for you, so I didn’t…”
“Oh I know. And you still are a mess.” She said helping him find the words. “But we waited longer than Chuck and Blair. I just though, since we’re fans of all things good why not give it a go.” She said emphasizing the last few words in her British accent, remembering one particular interview Ed had and he said the same thing about Chuck and Blair.
Ed was amazed at how well Leighton followed his interviews and what he said, but he did the same with hers.
“Well then, why don’t we give it a go?” he suggested, leaning his face so close to hers so that their lips were brushing, alcohol on both of their breaths, intoxicating them further.
XXX
Leighton woke up the next morning to find Ed reading his script.
“Hey.” She said sheepishly, covering the top half of her naked body.
Ed turned around and smiled when he saw that she was awake and kissed her fully on the lips.
Shit, yes this was what he always wanted since the day he saw her. With her long straight dyed brown hair. Sure, as Chuck and Blair they had many moments like this, but as Ed and Leighton they had virtually none. So this is their moment. Free of girlfriends and boyfriends, free of the tv-show. Just free.
He finally broke off the kiss, and saw how Leighton blushed and smiled back at him.
“Why, Mr. Westwick, that was, a lovely morning greeting.” She said in a very lovely british accent she had acquired learning from his yesterday night.
“Isn’t it?” he grinned. Kissing her again. “You’re getting good with the accent.”
She smiled proudly.
“It’s actually even better when you drink alcohol.” He added. She frowned and smacked his arm.
He grinned, “Oh wait.” He jumped off the bed in his boxers and came back in with a tray of eggs and waffles.
She laughed again, “Wow, thank you kind sir!! Breakfast in bed, that’s a very british thing to do.”
“Actually no, but now it is.” He said dropping a scone on the breakfast tray.
She laughed, pulling him down for another kiss. Hell has she ever been happy like this with anyone before?
The answer?
No.
He then asked her something random.
“Do you know in the script the two mains sleep together fair bit?”
“Oh really?” she quirked a brow.
“Really.” He grinned.
He leaned down really close to her face, his lips brushing her cheek first, before settling them on her lips which he kissed. Her hands came up to settle at both sides of his face as they kissed.
When they broke off for air, Leighton grinned, “It’s a good thing we’re going to do some a fair bit too.”
XXX
So there, i finally wrote an E/L fic before i die. I have completed my job as an E/L, CB Fan girl now. LULZ.