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I do not own these characters. They are the work of the lovely Rachel Caine.
This story's Title comes from the song "Keep Me Up All Night" by The Glitterati.
This song doesn't make an appearance in the story, but I'm currently in love with it.
I do not own the song.
Shane and I were sitting in the lounge room, I was watching him play his stupid new Zombie game and he was completely oblivious to me being next to him. I sighed and went to get up when Eve and Michael came in.
"Guys, we're going out tonight, I don't know when we'll be back but it probably won't be tonight."
When Shane didn't answer he sighed and said, "Claire, you got that?"
"Yeah, yous have fun." I said with a grimace.
Michael had a gig tonight, and it had sold out before Shane or I could get tickets. I didn't mind so much though, as I got to be home alone with Shane.
"You two be good. I mean it, no burning the house down, doing drugs or drinking."
I smiled. "Wouldn't dream of it. Bye!"
Eve came and gave me a quick hug and whispered in my ear, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do."
Hah, yeah that was reassuring.
As they walked out the door, Eve turned slightly to face me and winked.
Great. Now what was I supposed to do? An evil thought came into my head and I cuddled up to Shane and started kissing his neck. He was still kind of wrapped up in his game so I thought I'd take it to the next step and straddle his legs and move my lips to his mouth.
I heard the sound turn off as he pressed 'Pause' on his game and he returned my kisses, with much less enthusiasm then I was giving, I noticed.
"Claire, I'm trying to play my game."
"Yeah, well I'm. Bored. And. You're. My. Entertainment." I kissed him between each word.
"Why don't you go play with Eve?"
"They're gone. It's just you and me tonight."
He sensed my double meaning behind the words and backed off, pulling me off his lap and setting me on the couch next to him.
"Woah, hold up there for a sec, Jail Bait. They left you here? With me?"
"Yeah...?" It sounded like a question.
"They seriously trust me. To be here alone with you?" Disbelief coloring his voice.
"Yes Shane! I'm guessing so because they're gone!" I was starting to get angry, and a little hurt that he was rejecting me.
"Claire, I'm not rejecting you."
Damn! It must have been clear on my face. I pouted and said, "Please, Shane.. I only want to kiss you. Promise."
He looked like he might say no, but then grabbed me by the hips and pulled me onto his lap, back to my original position.
He kissed me softly while his right hand cupped my cheek and his left hand went behind my neck. As the kiss began to heat up I could tell he was going to pull away soon so I thought, what the hell, why not go all in?
I slowly ground myself into his hardness and his spine stiffened. I thought for sure he was going to stop kissing me and tell me to go to bed but instead he grabbed my hips and moved them again, this time with more force. I gasped into his mouth and he seemed to realize what he was doing and immediately stopped.
"Shane! What the hell?" I was so fed up with all this sexual tension I was constantly feeling.
"I can't. I made a promise. I'm sorry."
Well he didn't look to damn sorry! He had his eyes closed and his hand by his sides, not even touching me anymore.
I jumped off his lap and stormed up the stairs, crying. He didn't want me! That had to be it. Any other guy would have taken me right there, but not Shane.
No, he just thought I was young and naïve and stupid. I kicked off my pants and threw off my tank top, grabbed a shirt off the ground and put it on. Great, it was Shane's. That thought made me cry even harder and I thought of how he would leave me and--
Two soft knocks came from my door.
"Claire.. Please let me in. We have to talk about this."
"What's there to talk about?" I stormed over to my door and wretched my door open. "Clearly, you don't want me."
"You... You think I don't want you?" He asked incredulously.
"Well... Yes? Why else would you keep denying me? I'm not exactly what you would call pretty, Shane!"
His eyes softened as he looked at me.
"No, you're not merely 'pretty'. You're a beautiful, stunning, amazingly smart, witty, kick ass Jail Bait. And I mean it in a good way, Claire Bear."
"But you don't want me." I sobbed, rejected all over again.
I saw him move towards me, but he was all blurry because of my tears and then I felt his fingers on my face, brushing my tears away.
"God, I do want you." He muttered. "I want you so bad it hurts."
He picked me up and my legs automatically wrapped around his waist, my arms going around his neck and hugged him tightly. He sat lightly on my bed and let me finish crying into his chest. When I stopped sobbing, the tears fell silently down my cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Shane. I'm being an idiot."
"No you're not. I'm the one who's sorry."
"Why are you sorry?"
"Because you think I don't want you. I want to show you, Claire, I really want to show you how much I want you but I won't be able to stop myself from going too far."
"Well.. Try? Please Shane.. Please..."
I looked up at him from under my lashes, his expression was tortured. He slowly leaned forward and kissed me ever so softly. I tried, really tried to keep it a soft, tender kiss but my hormones had other ideas.
My hands went to his hair and I pulled firmly as my tongue traced his bottom lip, asking for entrance. His lips parted and I kissed him hard, my tongue caressing his, but each fighting for dominance. His hands went from my hair and face to my thighs and he gasped into my mouth when he felt they were bare.
Something in my mind cheered at the victory of him kissing me like this, but I was unsure what to do next. If I were a 'normal' teenage girl, I guess I would have had more practice in this sort of thing.
I pushed on his chest so he would lay back and straddled him, my hands wandering on their own accord to his chest and arms.
"God, Claire, if you keep doing that I won't be able to control myself," His voice was husky as he tried to stop my hands from going any further down.
"Maybe I don't want you to be in control, Shane. Maybe you should just let yourself feel." I empathized the last word by grinding my hot center against the hard bulge in his jeans, moaning at the friction it caused.
I don't know where this sudden burst of courage came from, but hell if I didn't like it. He pushed me off him and just before I could get upset at his rejection, he pushed me back down hard into the mattress.
"You don't know what you do to me." Well, judging from the size of that bulge in his pants and the way he was rubbing it against me, I think I did.
He kissed me again, almost frantically. All I knew was that I had to have him. All of him.
I grasped at his shirt and we broke the kiss to pull it over his head. My hands flew back to his chest as I memorized every muscle moving beneath the skin. He groaned as my hands went lower, dipping beneath the waist of his jeans.
I could feel his fingertips working the hem of my shirt I had on. He wasn't moving much, so I decided to help him out by taking the shirt off myself.
He gasped when he saw I had no bra on and pulled away from me, staring at my chest. I tried to cover myself, feeling self-conscious. Shane stopped my hands before they could get anywhere near my uncovered breasts.
"Never hide yourself from me," He said in a strangled whisper, "I want to see you, all of you."
That was all the warning he gave me before his lips attached themselves to my breast, licking, nipping and sucking for all he was worth. The feeling was indescribable. I moaned and my back arched uncontrollably into him and he chucked.
His lips moved lower, onto my stomach as his hands were trailing up my thighs. His kisses went lower still, so close to where I needed him when he skipped it and started pressing wet, open-mouthed kissed on my knee and up my thigh.
"Shane, please. I need you." My own voice sounded strange, coarse with moans and breathy pants.
He saw my state and licked his way up my thigh, stopping at the hem of my underwear. His finger dipped in, agonizingly slow and I tried to calm my breathing. Shane was touching me. Really touching me and it felt so good.
His finger stroked up and down my slit a couple of times and he said, "God, you're so wet, Claire."
That sent a jolt through my heart straight into my lower belly. His voice could do the most amazing things to me.
I heard a ripping noise as he grabbed my panties and slid them down quickly over my legs. I was now bare to him, and dripping wet.
I blushed and tried to close my knees, until his voice stopped me, "Claire, baby, we've been through this. Don't hide from me."
With that he dipped his head, taking a long lick up my slit as I squirmed with pleasure, moaning loudly.
"Shane!" I gasped, "Please, please, more. I need more."
As soon as I said that, I felt his finger at my opening , probing softly as I mewled and withered on the bed. His lips were latched onto my clit and his tongue was working frantic circles around it and flicking it. It was almost too much, yet at the same time, not enough.
His finger curved upwards in a 'come hither' motion and sucked hard on my clit. I saw stars. It was like in the movies where the girl kissed the guy for the first time and all the fireworks explode.
"Shane! Oh! Oh, SHANE!" I screamed as I came.
He groaned and licked up all my juices and placed kisses up my body and he came to cuddle me as I came down from my high.
"You okay, love?" He asked, voice still husky and I could feel his hardness pressing against my side.
"Yes, just.. give.. me a.. minute." I said, between pants.
He started kissing my bare shoulder, coming across to my neck as he sucked on it. I began to get aroused again. This was going to be a great night.
AN: Okay. This is part 1. Please forgive me if part 2 doesn't come for a while. This alone took me a fair bit. So, I'm really sorry in advance.
Please review, this is my first time writing anything let alone smut. I could really use your advise on how I did. Even if you're going to be blunt and rude about it.
I can take it (:
Thanks!
NOTE: There was some spelling mistakes in this chapter. I just fixed them, but if you see any more please, tell me so I can fix them, too. I'm currently working on Chapter 2. I'm unsure as to how this story is going to progress. It was just going to be a one-shot.
So, with that been said, I'd love to hear from you. PM me if you have any ideas (:
