First Kiss
Title: First Kiss
Author: tehkandrewfan
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Anna Smith, John Bates; Anna/Bates
Warnings: A bit abrupt since it was taken right out of the end of the full version. Set in S01E07
Word Count: 298.
“This morning, you asked if I’d miss you.”
“So I did.” She moistens her lips.
“And I realise now that I never gave you a proper answer.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“I need to rectify that.”
He’s so close now, and she judders at the realisation that she won’t have to wait any longer to know what his lips feel like over hers. Her eyes slide closed in anticipation - she wants to concentrate on the feelings this time. Her lips part, inviting him to touch her, to taste her. She can feel his breath on her face -
And then his lips press against her temple. Her eyes fly open at once, and she feels a stab of disappointment. He hadn’t been intending to kiss her at all. She wants to pull away from him, but his lips are seemingly too much to resist even if it’s not in the way that she wants. She can’t pull away from the warmth of his mouth.
Because, despite everything, they’re warm, tender. Loving. And it’s not what she wants. But it leaves things in no doubt.
Eventually, Mr. Bates pulls away from her.
“There,” he says, barely above a whisper. “Does that answer your question?”
She nods. She can do nothing else. Her skin is tingling where he’d touched her.
“I should be getting back inside. The others will be wondering where I am.”
She nods dumbly again, and he finally steps away from her. She’s rooted to the spot.
It hadn’t been perfect, and it hadn’t been a declaration of love. But it had been enough.
Anna’s determination returns. Sometime in the next week, she’ll find out the truth of Mr. Bates’ past.
And tonight has proven that perhaps there can be changes in the future.
She can live in hope.
Author: tehkandrewfan
Rating: K
Characters/Pairings: Anna Smith, John Bates; Anna/Bates
Warnings: A bit abrupt since it was taken right out of the end of the full version. Set in S01E07
Word Count: 298.
“This morning, you asked if I’d miss you.”
“So I did.” She moistens her lips.
“And I realise now that I never gave you a proper answer.”
“No, you didn’t.”
“I need to rectify that.”
He’s so close now, and she judders at the realisation that she won’t have to wait any longer to know what his lips feel like over hers. Her eyes slide closed in anticipation - she wants to concentrate on the feelings this time. Her lips part, inviting him to touch her, to taste her. She can feel his breath on her face -
And then his lips press against her temple. Her eyes fly open at once, and she feels a stab of disappointment. He hadn’t been intending to kiss her at all. She wants to pull away from him, but his lips are seemingly too much to resist even if it’s not in the way that she wants. She can’t pull away from the warmth of his mouth.
Because, despite everything, they’re warm, tender. Loving. And it’s not what she wants. But it leaves things in no doubt.
Eventually, Mr. Bates pulls away from her.
“There,” he says, barely above a whisper. “Does that answer your question?”
She nods. She can do nothing else. Her skin is tingling where he’d touched her.
“I should be getting back inside. The others will be wondering where I am.”
She nods dumbly again, and he finally steps away from her. She’s rooted to the spot.
It hadn’t been perfect, and it hadn’t been a declaration of love. But it had been enough.
Anna’s determination returns. Sometime in the next week, she’ll find out the truth of Mr. Bates’ past.
And tonight has proven that perhaps there can be changes in the future.
She can live in hope.