Ok, Well...yea. Just a bunch of one-shots. I was bored tonight and was like "What the hell?"

FYI: Clare isn't as...Godly, or saintly as she is in the show. Also, I have this weird thing for Clare having black, a little bit past the shoulder length hair. So, she's just gonna have black hair in these stories. Ok? Ok.

Well I'll stop rambling so you can read these (hopefully *wink wink*) good one-shots. Ok, sorry, just one more thing.

I do not own Degrassi. (If I did, the season premiere would have been EONS better than it was) Ok moving on.

Perfecting Timing

"Claarre!" Eli whined. I smiled.

"Ellliii!" I whined back.

"Oh, Clare, scream my name louder" Eli said, his signature smirk plastered on his face. I rolled my eyes and continued cleaning my room. Eli currently sat on my bed, aka the basement, watching a movie.

"What are you watching?" I asked him.

"The Dark Knight" he said, not looking away from the TV.

"Why am I not surprised?" I laughed.

"What is that supposed to mean?" he said, clearly offended. I laughed again, not answering. He smirked at me and continued watching.

After my room was clean, I sat down next to Eli and we continued watching the movie. About 30 minutes later, I felt a cool hand on the inside of my thigh. I jumped, right into Eli's lap.

"Well, heelllo Clare!" he said, a smirk tugging at his lips. I groaned at him, removing myself from his lap. He leaned closer to me, his hot lips right next to my ear. "Hmmm, louder Clare" he whispered.

"God Eli!" He smirked at me, and pressed his lips on that spot, just below my ear. I smiled and let myself lean into him. I felt him smirk wider against my neck. I turned my head, and stared into his shiny emerald eyes. He smiled at me and leaned forward. I met him halfway and my body erupted into flames when our lips met. The kiss started out slow and sweet, but then it started to build into something more. Something passionate and needy. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I led my hand up to his cheek, pressing him closer to me. His cold tongue traced my bottom lip asking—begging—for entrance. I happily let him in and his tongue invaded my mouth. Not that I was complaining.

Soon his hands began to wander, tracing my thighs and under my shirt. He started groping my breasts and I moved my hands to remove his shirt. I was only a second from his shirt being completely off, and his bare chest being mine to control—

"Clare! Come here for a second please!" My Dad yelled. Eli groaned and let his head fall into the crook of my neck. I laughed apologetically. I stood up and fixed my shirt, then leaned over him and pushed him down on the bed.

"We will finish this later" I purred, and walked out, feeling superior.

Well, yeah. Ok, Kinda short. But I'm proud of it. (:

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