Comparative Kisses

Chapter 1 – Rayna's First Kiss

Disclaimer: All recognizable characters belong to the genius mind of Callie Khouri.

A/N: I am completely intimidated by the caliber of writers in the fanfic forum of Nashville. I am continually impressed by the stories that get published here. I can only hope those who take a chance and actually read this story will enjoy it as much as I liked imagining it. This is my first Nashville story so hoping I did it justice.

It's so hard not to compare. It was something that she never wanted to do, but secretly, always did. She couldn't help herself. I guess when you experience your most intense relationship at the beginning of your sexual life, there is nowhere to go from there that won't be disappointing.

Her very first kiss was Kyle Overstreet, III. Yes, he was a third generation Overstreet, born and bred in Belle Meade, playing tennis and sharing family dinners at the country club. The build up to that kiss was elongated with the childish he said/she said games they played with their friends. One cool evening, as their parents settled into after dinner drinks in the oversized parlor, Tandy covered her whereabouts as she headed into the night with Kyle.

As an adult when she looks back at that moment, she realizes the similarities between Kyle and Teddy. Besides the fact that their backgrounds were similar, their actions were spurred only by well taught manners and high society traditions.

As they walked along side one another, careful their bodies did not touch and create more of an awkward awareness that already filled the muggy June night air. They walked in an uncomfortable silence; at least Rayna was uncomfortable, scared and excited of what was to come.

She saw enough movies that seemed to give her the education she needed. She had enough girlfriends who had already experienced their first kiss to know that it wasn't just lips that were involved. And she had Tandy. It was times like this she was grateful to have Tandy.

French kissing was a term she had never heard before Tandy gave her the proper explanation. Tandy was older, and although extremely proper most of the time, she had some experience in this department. Tandy explained there was a pace that needed to met and a circular motion that was to be achieved. All these thoughts were circling her mind, as they approached the metal fence of the tennis courts.

Then there was an awkward exchange of words. Rayna would never forget how weird this moment was because all that was going through her mind was her unparalleled fear of screwing this up. She knew Kyle liked her. Her friend Molly told her over and over that he wanted this to happen for months now.

Rayna's back was against the fence and as Kyle faced her making small talk, her nerves were skyrocketed. Then Kyle, rich in life and rich in confidence, addressed what was about to happen. "Rayna, you know why I wanted to take this walk?" Rayna's knees went weak, fearful of the unknown. She nodded, her words escaping her. Kyle took one of her hands in his, their fingers interlacing. "Okay. Good."

Then he leaned in and Rayna leaned a little to the right. Their lips connected and there weren't the fireworks she thought there would be. She knew television kisses ruined it for her. Then she was completely taken off guard as she felt his tongue probe at her lips. As soon as she parted them, his tongue met with hers and she couldn't help but feel a little invaded. She quickly recovered and remembered – circular motion. Tandy said there was a circular motion involved. As quickly as that thought entered her mind, Kyle started to swirl his tongue around hers. She prayed to the heavens above she was doing it right.

She imagined that most first kisses went something like this. What she quickly learned was that first kisses with other people still brought butterflies, but of a different kind.

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I realize this first chapter is a little bit boring, but it will pick up as the chapters ahead deal with Teddy, Liam, Luke and Deacon.