Defying Mythos Challenge
Title: First Time
Rating: R? Maybe more 14-A.
Ship: Chimmy (Chloe/Jimmy)
Summary: First Chapter of DM Battle for The Best. Ships include Chlollie, Chimmy, Chalrk and Chlavis. First Chapter is is Chimmy.
A/N: I really didn't want to go canon with this theme but I ended up doing it anyways, lol. I know Chimmy isn't a popular ship and it wasn't my favourite but I couldn't put Jimmy anywhere else, and somehow I felt the need to write this, cause I feel like despite anyone's opinion Jimmy was a really big part of Chloe's life for a reason, and she loved him for a reason. Anyway, I hope you give it a chance
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"Alright Olsen. What going through that head of yours?"
Despite the fact that merely standing upright on her heels was taking up the limited amount of sober concentration left in her mind, Chloe could still feel Jimmy's eyes on her.
It was around 1, 1:30 in the morning and they were standing in the filing room of the Planet Basement. The sound of drunk teenagers filtered down the stair from the main floor where the end of summer internship party was taking place.
"I'm thinking you 've had enough tequila for one night"
"Because you hold you're alcohol so very well."
"Hey! That was one time"
"Tell Jason Avery that."
He groaned and she giggled at the memory of a very drunk Jimmy telling their chaperone, a very greasy haired Met U Student that he was a "Swell guy, y'know? Like a really… swell…swell guy….y'know?"
"You're never gonna let that go?"
"Nope-*hic*"
"Uh-oh. Hiccups. That's it, give me the bottle."
"No!"
"Chloe-"
"Oh C'mon. I'm not even drunk."
"Chloe, give me the bottle."
"No!"
"Chloe-"
"Ok, Ok. Share." she said pouring him a shot.
Chloe watched as she drank it down, giggling again when he grimaced at the taste. She found herself staring at the corner of his mouth.
They met the morning of the intern orientation. She'd been listening to Jason go over the schedule for the week and she'd noticed him out of the corner of her eye, staring at her. When she turned to get a better look he'd almost dropped his camera in an attempt to keep his cool. And she remembers smiling for the first time… in a long, long time.
Jimmy was sweet and funny and he made her feel like she was actually there, like someone was aware of her presence. Like she mattered.
He was everything Clark never was.
"Here," she said pulling a thin slice of lime from the bowl on the desk. At first she had planned to just hand it to him but found herself putting it to his lips. For a moment he hesitated his eyes meeting hers to make sure it was ok before opening his mouth to allow her to place the citrus fruit between his lips. As she pulled away her fingers brushed his lips and she blushed. Another moment passed until Jimmy took the lime out of his mouth, nodding and swallowing nervously, "Yep. Definitely necessary."
"So… looking forward to going home?" said Chloe, breaking the silence.
'Yeah…yeah… you?"
"Umm… well, I miss my dad but I think I'll miss Metropolis too."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah. I mean, Smallville is great and everything but… sometimes-sometimes it feels like it's just… easier here. Clearer."
For a moment he didn't say anything, and then, "What's going on Bright-Eyes?"
Tilting her head she broke eye contact. The last thing she wanted to talk about tonight was Clark.
"Nothing…Just umm… thinking."
Without a word he cocked an eyebrow
"Why do call me bright eyes?"
He laughed, "Cause when you get excited. Like when you think you've found a story, you get this little sparkle, like a twinkle in the outside corner of your eyes…and the there's this part of you right here, between your eyebrow and your eyelashes," he whispered his face now inches from hers, "… and you'd miss it if you weren't looking, but it's like everything you're thinking, every emotion is written right there, in bold font."
"Times New Roman?" she whispered back.
He smiled and she realized she really like it. His smile. It was all Jimmy, toothy and big. And honest. Like he'd never hide anything from her.
"Of course," he responded.
"Good. Cause you know what Avery would say if it wasn't…"
"What the hell are you THINKING?" they whispered at the same time bursting into giggles. After a moment, the silence came back and Chloe caught herself staring at his lip bottom lip again.
Taking a step back from him she asked, "So… how did the shoot for the rally go?"
Cathign the look in her eyes Jimmy swallowed glancing down, "Good… umm good yeah, I mean we almost lost the extra lens but-"
But Chloe cut him off almost lunging at him as she pressed her lips against his lips. Caught off guard, Jimmy lost his footing and fell backward onto one of the filing cabinets.
"Crap. Sorry, I didn't- crap! Jimmy I-"
"No! No it's ok I just… wasn't prepared." Righting himself he smiled at her again, "Care to give it another try Bright Eyes?"
Biting her lip nervously, Chloe reached up, gently this time, to cup his cheek and pressing her lips against his.
"Better?" she asked pulling away slightly.
"It was perfect the first time, believe me."
Smiling she did it again, this time slanting her lips against his. For a moment everything was calm, gentle, and sweet. And then it was like neither of them could take it anymore. A hand slid up her waist gripping tightly as she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer. The kissing went from slow and tentative to feverish and fast within moments. Pulling at the thin material of her shirt she yanked it over her head and onto the ground.
Jimmy swallowed thickly at the sight of her black bra, his eyes wide with what could only be described as wonder.
"Wow."
Chloe giggled at the sight and leaned forward to whisper in his ear.
"You can touch them you know."
Tentative hands reached up gently sliding along the outline of her bra. Slowly increasing his pressure Jimmy slid his hands over the entire bra, cupping her breasts, and running his thumb of her nipple, sending a jolt of something that felt like lighting down Chloe's body, causing her to moan. Wrapping his other hand around her neck he pulled her close to kiss her again.
Chloe felt like she was suddenly on fire. Sliding her leg up his she pulled back from him try to smile in what she hoped came out as sultry.
"Ok Mr. Olsen, I say-Wwooaah!" she cried as her foot got caught on a pile of old news reels on the floor sending them both crashing into the pile of paper behind them.
Sprawled on top of him Chloe groaned," Wow. I'm really, really bad at this. Jeez… Are you ok?"
Jimmy blinked his eyes open and smiled back at her, wincing slightly " Yeah, yeah. I think the tray of staples broke my fall."
"Oh no. Oh, crap. Jimmy I'm sorry. I'm sorry." she said scrambling to pull herself off of him, but his hand on her back stopped her. Leaning forward he pulled the staple tray out from under his back.
"Chloe, stop blaming yourself," he laughed. "I mean we're in the filing room in the basement!" He trailed off for a moment before catching her eye again, "Are you even sure you want to do this? We don't need to-"
"Don't you?"
"Of course I do! I just- I mean… I just feel like you deserve better… Like candles and a nice bed and flowers and-"
"Jimmy. You could take me to the nicest hotel in the world and that building would never compare to any part of the planet."
"Chloe I-"
"Shhh…." she said putting a finger to his lip. "Jimmy. We have one night before we leave. I want to spend it with you. Here. On the floor of the filing room in the basement of the Daily Planet."
For a moment, Jimmy's eyes searched hers and then he said, "Chloe Sullivan, I think you may possibly be the most amazing girl I've met."
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Later that night, or rather that morning, Chloe lay awake her cheek pressing against the soft skin of Jimmy's chest. Breathing in the scent of his skin; clean, smooth soap and sharp, delicious lime and something hot that she couldn't quite place but that reminded her of the dark room and the printer press.
It was true what they said about your first time. At first it hurt. But then, then it got better. Much better. She was honestly a little surprised no one had come down to find what all the noise was about.
After they had both collapsed Jimmy had wrapped her up in his parka and threw her coat over top of them like a blanket and they hadn't moved since. One arm wrapped under her and another over her he was close enough for her to hear the steady thump of his heart. Lying there with him wrapped all around her Chloe had expected to feel like the girls in those horrible stories; empty, lonely and regretful. But she didn't. She felt. She felt really good. Like the tired ache in her bones had been replaced with honey.
But somehow that was worse. Because in a couple ours she would be on a bus back to Metropolis. Quietly, as not to disturb him Chloe unwrapped herself from his arms and got dressed.
Just as she was reaching for her purse Chloe heard something rustling behind her.
"Chloe?"
"Hey," she said sitting down next to him as he sat up, "my bus leaves in an hour. I have to go."
"Oh. Yeah. Right..."
"Here," she said handing a slip of paper with her number on it, "Call me if you're ever in Smallville. I'll give you the grand tour of Main street" she said trying to make light of the situation.
Taking the slip of paper Jimmy reached up and kissed her one more time.
"Have a safe trip," she whispered before leaving room, walking fast hoping to God that he didn't call her name. He didn't.
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