Third person POV/ no pov in particular
I want to have my first kiss... from my guy friend... who sees me as a 'bro'... FML
Disclaimer: I wish I did, but I don't.
Jaime had been acting strangely around Channon lately and vise versa. Bart knew why, and grew increasingly frustrated at the fact that his OTP was not together yet. So, on a summer evening, Bart convinced Jaime and Channon sit on the beach for a picnic together, then unpronounced to them, Zatanna would work her magic.
Channon was wearing civies with a pair of dark sunglasses laid down the blanket. Jaime couldn't help but notice how the setting sun reflected in her hair, bringing out the gold strands, and how the light showed her skin to look glowy, and how the skinny jeans extenuated her long muscular legs, how her black t-shirt caught her curves in exactly the right way...
She smiled at him, "So, what are you thinking about, bug boy?"
He blushed, "How beautiful the sunset is. Red, orange, purple, yellow, and blue- it has been forever since I sat down and watched the sun set."
Channon looked wistful, as she said, "I used to watch sunsets with my mother- before she died. She would have been 39 tomorrow, if not for her murder." Jaime wasted no time he hugged her close. Channon listened to his heartbeat, trying not to cry. Zatanna knew there was no better time so she cast the spell. "tnaw dna noissap a htiw reh ssik!" she chanted quietly. Jaime pulled out of the hug and before Sparrow could say a single word, he pressed his lips against hers and kissed her with passion and want. He heard/ felt a confused "MRPHF?" come from Channon, then he felt her kissing him back. His hands around her waist and hers in his hair, she pressed his body down so she had him pinned To the sandy golden ground.
Channon loved the feeling of Jaime lips apon her own-Every movement sent a tingle of pleasure down her spine. His tounge explored her mouth and when he reached a sweet spot, a hungry growl came from her throat. Her tounge battled his for dominice- she of course won and began her little adventure in the contours of Jaime's mouth.
They had no idea how long it had been, and frankly didn't really care. Channon had never been this happy since she was 5. Jaime's parents were going to be planning their wedding when they heard and the scarab for once let him have Channon "attack him.". Channon lightly brushed her fingers on his ears, which he throughly enjoyed- a contented sigh was heard. The team grinned, Operation Spartle was a complete success. Bart let out a squeal and quickly covered his mouth, but Channon heard it and pulled back,"Did you hear something?" Jaime shook his head and shrugged, and they kissed once more.
Who knew friends could become more than friends?
Bart did, and for once he was right... But don't get used to that-
He is after all, a teenager...From the future...With super speed... Among other problems.
R & R!
Too dirty?
Sparrow'sArrow