I might like you better if we slept together - comment fic meme!
WELCOME TO THE MULTI-FANDOM COLLEGE AU COMMENT FIC MEME!!I've never done this before, so be gentle! I'm pretty sure everyone knows the drill - leave a comment with some kinda prompt: should include fandom&pairing and lyrics/words/a situation/something from textsfromlastnight/whatever - only stipulation? All fics must take place in a college AU
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It's a regular Saturday night party, run outta some guy's house. There are a few kegs, she's come early enough to still get a little off the liquor cabinet before it's completely gone. She's on her third vodka tonic when she sees him.
He's sitting at a table, talking to another guy when he looks up at her. She's dressed a bit more revealingly than she often is when she comes to these parties; her jeans low and tight, the tails of her shirt tied into a knot over her midriff, her hair piled atop her head. She meets his eyes, raises an eyebrow. Across the room, she can feel the tension and it's like a dare.
It takes a lot for Danneel to back down from a dare.
She closes her eyes, licking her lips before taking another drink. When she opens her eyes again, he's almost enraptured in the ways he's staring. She reaches up, undoing her hair and striding across the room, her hips swaying almost hypnotically. She walks right to him, shooting a territorial look to his best friend as she straddles his lap. She feels a bit like a goofball doing it, seducing someone she dislikes, but she knows from the way Jensen's eyes have gotten wide and he's suddenly sitting up a little straighter that it's worked.
"Hello, Danny," he says, but it's far from the monotone he uses in Chem class.
"Jenny," she returns, coolly.
"What are you doing here?" he asks.
"How did we learn in class?" she hesitates, bobs even further into his personal space like she's about to answer the question with a kiss. She stops, gives an inward little smile. "I'm testing a hypothesis."
His hands are creeping around her waist and she can feel him hardening through both pairs of her jeans. She gives him another smoldering look, can tell he's breathing hard like he's been fantasizing about this forever.
"How's that working out for you?" he asks.
She pulls away a little, almost hovering over him like she's daring him to make the first move even though he's paralyzed. He looks up at her like he's in awe, hands cascading down the back of her ass and thighs and she knows where this will lead. She stares, pushing her hair out of her face and to one side, sticking out her chest and guiding his eyes down to her cleavage. Her free hand comes up, curling across the side of his jaw to tip his head back just a little more.
"I'd say it's working out just fine," she grins, and brings her mouth down to his. The position's awkward, a little too wanton, but he's groaning into her kiss and wants now that she's given him an invitation. She smiles on his lips as he presses her back down upon his lap, grinds against him as the two of them make out. The party fades into the ether, her buzz giving way. He keeps his hands in respectable places, but is rough enough to let her know exactly how much he wants her, how he's thinking about spreading her out on this table right now but won't do it because he's too much of a gentleman. Her hips drag against his, inciting the sharpest of whimpers and she knows when they get back to his place, it's going to be good...
"Fuck," he hisses.
"What?" She asks, jarred out of her thoughts.
"Your mouth. It's like I imagined," he says. "Exactly like I imagined."
She grins, and whispers low in his ear, "can't wait to see if the rest of me's like you imagined too, right?"
It's like he can barely control himself after that, devouring her mouth and taking charge.
In his defense, he doesn't actually let on that he's thought about this a lot until she's naked, wrapped up in blue flannel topsheet, swimming in the flushed gasped glory that was her last orgasm. He peels the sheet back from her breasts, drags his mouth down her collarbone, and pays the perfect amount of respect to her nipples with the promise that once he gets his head between her legs, she'll be singing his praises.
She decides mid-purr that yeah, he's kinda hot.
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Sequel where they're in class, please? :)
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