A/N: Okay, so this chapter is mainly Addison, but you do get Archer at the end. Sorry it took me a while to update.
Enjoy
When Addison was sixteen she went to the school prom with Skippy Gold, another school band geek. She kept hold of his arm as they walked into the large hall where everyone was. She looked around and felt uncomfortable. She wasn't the type to wear a dress, she didn't look right in it, even though Skippy kept telling her she looked hot. They walked over to the table of food and he got them each a glass of punch. Addison took one sip and knew that alcohol had been added to it. She screwed her nose up but drank it anyway, knowing she would need it for later.
"Shall we dance?" Skippy held a hand out to her and she hesitated, she couldn't dance. He smiled a lopsided grin and reached for her hand.
"Okay then."
Addison let him lead her on to the dance floor, where he turned and pulled her close to his body, a hand around her waist pulling her close while he held her other hand on his. They moved awkwardly, Skippy standing on Addison's toes a few times and apologizing.
"Maybe we should stop dancing?" Addison suggested and Skippy agreed, finding them a table they could sit at.
A silence settled over them and they looked around the room before Skippy started talking about Star Wars. Addison knew nothing about them but agreed with what he was saying and nodded along, trying to understand what he liked about it. She wasn't even sure what it was.
When they had finished their punch Skippy offered to go get some more and some food and disappeared, making Addison sigh and look around the room. She could see couples dancing close together or talking, some were even making out in a few corners. She sighed again and placed her chin on her hand, watching everyone else. She knew exactly what they would all be doing after prom, she knew what her and Skippy would be doing.
It wasn't long before he returned with food and more punch. She was surprised at how quick she drank her punch, before eating, knowing that the alcohol would be absorbed into her blood stream faster if she didn't eat.
"Have you seen everyone else? I mean look at them, they clearly care about each other then look at us." She sighed. "We're only here together because we had no one else to go with." She ate another crisp.
"That's not true." Skippy paused, biting his lip as he looked at her. "I like you Addison. It's why I asked you to come with me." He moved his hand forward slightly but stopped, not sure how she would respond.
"Really?" Addison was surprised, no guy had ever liked her before.
"Really." Skippy nodded. "I think you're something special, and I'm glad I get to spend this night with you." He gave her a goofy grin, making her smile back.
"That's really sweet Skippy."
"Thanks." He grinned at her, eating some of the food.
Addison smiled and glanced around at everyone else again, maybe she had misjudged them all. Maybe they didn't all hate her like she thought.
"Shall we dance again?" Skippy suggested after they had eaten some food and drank more punch.
"Okay." Addison nodded and once again let him lead her to the dance floor, where they awkwardly danced again. She dreaded to think what they looked like but it felt nice to know someone other than Archer cared about her.
It became later and people had begun to make their way home, or to somewhere else together with their partner. Addison took hold of Skippy's arm once more as they left the prom, making their way back to Addison's house, both knowing what was going to happen, both nervous, but only one excited.
When they reached Addison's, she unlocked the door and stepped into the hallway, turning to face Skippy who still stood outside, waiting for her to invite him in.
"Ehm, do you want to come in?" Addison looked at him and saw him smile before he stepped inside and she shut the front door behind him. Addison looked at him, feeling awkward.
"It's a nice house." Skippy commented.
"Thanks." She nodded. "Do you want a drink or anything?"
"No thanks." He shook his head, turning so he faced her. "Can I kiss you?" He asked hopefully, watching as Addison just nodded at him. Skippy stepped forward, looking down at her before he lowered his mouth to hers and kissed her sloppily, kissing her more when she didn't pull back. "Where's your bedroom?" He mumbled.
"Upstairs." Addison pulled back and led the way up to her bedroom, walking in and turning to face him.
Skippy shifted awkwardly, not knowing what to do. He looked at her before he walked closer, placing his hands on her hips, kissing her again, still sloppily. Addison let him kiss her, kissing him back slightly, not knowing what to do. He pulled her closer, reaching around to unzip her dress, fumbling a lot and not succeeding.
"Let me." Addison pulled back slightly, reaching around to unzip her dress as Skippy shrugged off his tux jacket and pulled off his tie, working on the buttons of his shirt.
Skippy stared as Addison stood in front of him in her shoes and underwear. He had never seen a girl naked before, only ever in pictures.
"Wow…" He breathed.
Addison shifted awkwardly, watching as he took his shirt off, undoing his tux pants and pushing them off so he stood in his boxers and socks in front of her. Addison slipped her shoes off while he hoped about pulling off his socks, before walking toward her, placing his lips back on hers. She let her hands rest on his chest as they kissed, his hands moving up her back to the clasp of her bra, his fingers twisting it, trying to unclasp it. He groaned, pulling her closer against his body as he looked over her shoulder, fiddling with it before her had it undone and threw it to the floor, his lips returning to hers.
His hands moved to her breasts, groping her messily, showing that he had never before done this. He squeezed her breasts a few times, his palm against her nipple. One of his hands slid to around her back, pressing her closer to his body and she could feel the bulge growing in his boxers.
"Addison." He moaned, his hands moving down and removing her panties, before he pulled his boxers off.
"What about a condom?" Addison looked at him.
"Oh, I have one." Skippy picked up his trousers, searching through the pockets before pulling out a condom. "See." He smiled. Addison smiled as well, feeling like the mood had gone. "Okay, I'll just out the condom on, why don't you lie back ready?"
Addison nodded and lay back on the bed while he fumbled with the condom, having trouble trying to get it on, getting there in the end.
"Okay, right." Skippy climbed onto the bed, moving her legs so they were parted and put his knees between them. "Ready?" He looked down at her and she nodded. "Good."
Very clumsy Skippy slid into her and she winced at the sudden intrusion into her body, finding that it hurt. Once he was completely inside of her, he placed a hand either side of her on he bed so he was able to thrust in and out of her in a clumsy manor. Addison winced and Skippy noticed it.
"Sorry." He mumbled, moving her legs wider, hoping that it would hurt her less. Addison just nodded at him, trying not to wince again as he continued to move in and out of her.
Skippy continued this for a few minutes, before Addison heard him grunt slightly and felt him release his sperm, thankful that the condom would catch it. Skippy led on top of Addison, still inside of her before he began to kiss her neck.
"Want to do it again? I do." He began to shift his hips against her again.
"I don't know, Skippy."
"Why? Didn't you like it?" He looked down at her.
"I'm not sure." Addison admitted. "I always thought it would be different."
"Yeah." He nodded. "I did as well. Maybe we're not doing it right?"
"I don't know, but I don't think we should do it again."
"Okay." Skippy nodded and pulled out of her, standing from the bed and trying to get the condom off.
Addison sighed as she watched him, before pulling her underwear back on, looking to see that he still hadn't got the condom off. He finally got it off and picked up his boxers, beginning to get dressed.
Once he was dressed he turned to Addison. "Thank you for tonight." He kissed her cheek before he left the house.
Addison sighed and turned to her bed, changing the sheets.
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"So how was prom?" Archer's voice came down the line.
"It was okay." Addison shrugged.
"Just okay?"
"Yep."
"Hmm, okay then. Who did you go with?"
"Skippy Gold."
"Never heard of him."
"He's in the school band with me."
"Oh, okay. So are you two dating?"
"No, we just went as friends."
"Okay." Archer nodded, satisfied with her answer.
"Have you met anyone then, Archie?"
"A few girls, nothing serious."
"When is anything serious with you?" She rolled her eyes.
"My career as a surgeon is." He smirked.
"I meant girl wise."
"I just haven't found the right one yet."
"Hmm, I doubt you'll ever settle down. You'll go through life as a manwhore." She smiled and walked into the kitchen.
"I am not a man whore."
"Yes you are, Archie. You sleep with anything that has boobs, apart from our family that is."
"I am not a manwhore, Ads."
"Yes you are." Addison pulled out a biscuit from the cupboard and took a bite.
"No, I'm not."
"Yep."
"No."
"Yep."
"No, and I have to go now. I'll call you tomorrow."
"Okay, bye, Archie, I love you."
"I love you too sis, look after yourself. Bye." Archie hung up the phone leaving Addison to her own devices.
