Hola! I'm so sorry for the long wait. A one-shot I read gave me inspiration for this. As you can tell, I couldn't come up with a good title to along with the letter F, so I just went with this lame title. I can't wait to hear what you think of this, even if I have doubts about it. Thank you to the new followers, and to im. a. unicorn. rawrr (Awww, I didn't mean to make you cry! I didn't think I'd ever have the capabilty to do that with my writing to anyone. I really like that song too, I didn't know the name of it until you told me and I was just like yesss! I finally found the song! Hahaha. Thank you, I'm glad you like them so much, and ahaha you thought he cheated on her. I hope this one is ok.).

Oh, I don't think I've ever did this. I kind of think it's pointless, but other authors on here do it too, so there must be a reason. *Uses the app that Robbie used to pick a random person* Jade! Do the disclaimer!

Jade: What? Why? I'm not even in this one!

Me: Cause I said. So too bad.

Jade: Well, I don't listen to people.

Me *Smiles deviously*: Do it or else I'll steal all your scissors and throw them in a fireplace and make you watch them burn.

Jade: That... would be cool.

Me: Even the scissors that Cat got for you.

Jade: NO! Not the scissoring scissors! Ok, ok, Maria doesn't own anything, blah, blah. Now read the damn thing.

Me: You didn't have to be rude...

F is for Feel of His Lips (for the lack of a better title)

Word count: 654

Summary: This wasn't what Cat was expecting. His lips pressing gently against hers, passionately filled with words gone unspoken for years. Not what she had expected ever. Not from Beck. Not ever. But here it was happening.

If Cat Valentine were to say she had never thought about kissing Beck Oliver, she would be a lying liar who lies.

Of course she had her experiences with kissing. She had kissed Ryder by the swing set when they were just children. Kissed Sinjin on the cheek when he was being bullies by other kids in Elementary. Kissed Jade on the forehead when she was feeling discouraged. Kissed Robbie when he thought a girl kissing him just had to mean something. Kissed Danny (a lot) when she was dating him. She was kissed by Robbie when he tricked her by telling her he had a secret. (That persistent, lying little- she really wanted to hear that secret!)

Cat had never been the one to be self-conscious when showing affection. It was a natural part of her personality, to show emotion, to help others during rough times, and to support others as well. To clasp someone's hand in support and squeeze it as a push of encouragement. To hug someone in shared joy, in thanks, and even in comfort. These were the things she knew like the back of her hand. It was commonsense! These were the things she was used to.

This, however, was not something she was used.

Beck's lips pressed gently against hers, almost as if questioning the reality of the situation. His hand reached up to twirl a strand of her long red hair in between his fingers as she pressed her body tightly against his.

She had imagined this moment more times than she'd like to admit. Imagined the way he'd kiss her, most likely in a calm, lazy, unconcerned manner. But there were moments where she'd picture passionate kisses, ones filled with words gone unspoken for years and years. Those kisses were the ones she'd giggle at, deeming them foolish, because it was Beck of all people. If he was passionate, then she was a secret karate master.

However, it was the latter kiss she was receiving right now.

Cat found herself kissing him back with a fervor she had never, ever, thought she could possess. His hand rested on her back, urging her closer to him than she thought was possible.

It was passionate, but not thick with implications of furthering it. It was sweet, slow, gentle, caring, full of feeling, nothing Cat could deny.

And Cat wasn't expecting this. Not from Beck. Not ever.

His lips worked gently against hers, and she kissed back, wanting to give him something back, not wanting to be frozen under his pressure. His hand left the small of her back to press against her cheek, his fingertips scorching against her already heated skin.

She could feel her heart, thudding unevenly in her chest, proof to his power over her.

Cat believed she could feel his too, racing beneath the rib cage that contained it, humming along with hers.

Beck ended the kiss then. He pulled away gently, but it was almost as if he had taken away something so vital, almost as if all the warmth, and love he had given her were stripped away in that one moment. She would have gasped too, had she not been so breathless, had her stomach not been flipping wildly, butterflies within it. She longed to pull him close and crash her lips with his once more.

She stared at him - he looked close to saying something to her - but she cut him by wrapping her fingers in the collar of his shirt, pulling him forward, and smashing her lips with his so quickly that their teeth clinked together for the briefest moment.

Beck grunted a bit, but she felt his lips curve into the caring smile of his.

"Pushy," he muttered against her mouth.

And Cat didn't care, because if this was being pushy, then she'd do it a lot more often.

Please leave a review and your thoughts for what should be G. Oh, and I have an idea for H, and other letters, but that can wait. I was thinking Hero- Tied up in the Vega closet against his will, Beck had never been more happy, more relieved, to see Cat in his whole entire life. Haha, wonder what's happening there, but if you guys have any ideas that you would like to see, for any of the alphabet letters, be sure to let me know!

-xoxo c: