Author's Note: Sometimes I really hate FNN. Truly, deeply hate. it. Fucking technical glitches messed up my writing flow. Well, not really. I could draft but I couldn't post and that really pissed me off. I'll have to play catch up in my system but I have much more time on my hands. I finally finished and emailed my AP project and now I just have to do the little packet/book combo she assigned us but that's not due until the first day of school, which is coming up sooner than I'd like but September isn't going to be all bad.
I get to take my hard earned place as an upperclassmen (The Class of 2011 owns your souls!) and I get to find out what's going to happen to Ziva(no spoilers, please if you know!) and Hotch and George and Izzie and figure out the "Who got shot?" mystery on CSI:NY… and man, I watch too much TV. Oh, well. LOL!
As for the fic, after much deliberation, I have decided that Kate and Ari shall be the first ones make love within this epic. It should be interesting because I've done wedding nights, URST resolutions and even a bit of kink but never a deflowering. I better get used to it. I have to thank Zadok and xoxEllexox. If it weren't for his challenge and her stories, I would have never thought about Kate and Ari having a thing going on but after watching the few interactions between them on the show (other than the blowing her face off one, of course), I could pick up on a little bit of tension. Plus, the way I wrote them in past chapters…well, they're going to have to get naked first! I made the man read Cosmo, for god's sake!
No worries, though. I will not be neglecting the other couples...and a certain not-couple (Jen and Gibbs) may very well be next in line. In all my time playing in DPB's sandbox, I've never written out a full out smut scene between them and that, dear readers, is a challenge I can't resist. It should be fun. Keep on the watch for it.
PS: "Ari" translates into "lion" so that will be his pet name. "Metuka" translates into sweetheart. Kate may be a little OOC. Basically, she's going to be a lot less prudish and a lot more forceful. The episodes I've watched with her in them gave me a whole "still waters run deep" vibe from her so I'm thinking if she got mad (or horny) enough, she'd be a force to be reckoned with. Sorry in advance. Also, I am not a lawyer nor am I a law student. I know next to nothing about the concept of legal emancipation and I'm totally winging it. Sorry for any inaccuracies and please, any lawyers out there put your pitchforks down. Pointy objects make me uncomfortable…that's what she said.
Disclaimer: "Honestly, it's not mine!"
She entered his room and he looked at her with exasperation.
"Katie, get out of my…"
"Ineedyoutogivemesomecondoms!" she blurted quickly, making him spit his coke clear across the room and her face flush beetroot.
Normally, Kate would be gratified to be able to floor him so quickly. Jacob Todd was the older brother closest to her in age (he was 19) and they had always had a sense of one-upmanship. To see him sputtering and gaping like one those singing trouts would've been golden if the situation weren't so…dire. Simply put, Kate wanted Ari badly. She wanted him more than a supermodel wanted a boob job. They had gotten closer each day since they had gotten together and their kisses became more and more heated. The need was well nigh unbearable. It kept her awake at night and it distracted her focus in all areas of her life. She even had to move her seat in Spanish class so she wouldn't pounce on him.
The latest gym class had been the last straw. The JROTC had sponsored a self defense program, leading to people of both sexes on the mats. In a cruel (delightful) twist of karma, Ari had been paired with her as a sparring partner. Rolling around with him, pinning him down, and being pinned by him had snapped any inhibitions she had about the subject. Well, almost…
"Jake?"
He bolted up and slammed the door, looking at her with wide eyes.
"I…you're serious, Katie? You always seemed to be the one determined to wait until y-your wedding night. You seriously want some...um…" he asked weakly.
"Condoms, Jake. And I'm quite serious about it. I…I want to be with him but, I want to do it safely, which is why I need some. I know you have some. You better have some with the way you act."
Her brother was no stranger to the pleasures of the flesh and he was quite blatant about it. The only reason he wasn't out with some nubile young thing at that very moment was that he promised their parents that he'd spend his weekend home from U of M with family and family only.
Jacob sputtered and stammered again and Kate let out an exasperated sigh.
It was not the Victorian age and she was not the little girl who thought the stork dropped off babies from the store. Why couldn't he just deal with the fact that she wasn't a vestal virgin and help her out? She knew that she should've just risked the gossip and gone to the store…
"Forget it, I'll just go get some myself!" she groaned before she headed back to her room to grab her bag.
Jacob followed her and spun her around to face him head on in her bedroom.
"Katie, this isn't a game! You can't…you can't undo this and I just don't want you hurt!" he hissed urgently.
Oh, that was rich coming from the Emperor of Love 'em and Leave 'em with their panties in his pocket.
"Ari would never hurt me." she replied matter of factly.
"Not on purpose but he…he's a dude! Believe me, I know how we can get, especially in high school! Even the good ones! Once you and he… well, you know…he might not want to be with you anymore1 I mean, sex… that's a dude's main goal with a girl at that age and I…Katie, I give you hell all of the time but please, please think about this! It's your…virginity, we're talking about here! I don't like this! Mom and dad say…"
"I know what they say, Jake!" she hissed. "And I know the risks but I trust Ari and I…I love him. Don't look at me like that! I know it's only been like a month and I'm young and a girl and all that bullshit but I know what I want! I want Ari to have me, all of me, and frankly, it's going to happen whether you or mom and dad or anyone else likes it or not! Now, are you going to give some damn condoms or do I need to go to CVS?!"
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Normally, living alone had its advantages.
Nobody to dictate where he went, nobody to complain about his fierce need for order, nobody to set limits upon his actions. His mother's will had granted him emancipation, the legal right to make his own decisions since he was 13. He was his own person. His autonomy was normally seen as his greatest advantage, something that his classmates and acquaintances could not have for years.
Today, however, was different. Ari had never missed his mother more than he did now. He needed her guidance on the most important thing in his life: Caitlin. He burned for her, ached for her. Her image haunted his dreams and his waking moments. Being around her, touching her was akin to torture. He longed to make love with her, to claim her as his and only his. But, he was conflicted.
Caitlin was certainly a virgin (no amount of research could ever hide inexperience) and her parents were devout Catholics. He had no wish to cause her any difficulty with them and taking her virginity without marriage certainly made for difficulties. And then, there was the whole thing about being in high school. The news would inevitably come out and Caitlin could be looked down upon as nothing more than a tumble (or was it roll?) in the hay, a common whore, ruining her reputation and her chances of finding another man if for some reason they didn't work out.
Ari felt nothing but anguished rage at the very idea of another man's hands on her and his mind immediately played through images of her with some bastard kissing him, touching him…
With a hissed Hebrew curse, he hurled his glass of juice across the room and put his head in his hands.
Ima, I need you. I need your wisdom…
But, she was gone. Hamas had taken her away from him and his father had never acknowledged him. He had been a doctor in England and he had turned his Ima away as soon as she refused to abort him. He didn't even know where the bastard was…
A knock at the door startled him out of his thoughts and he stood up.
"Who is it?!" he demanded.
He really did not want to deal with anyone, right now, not when his hold on his control was so tenuous.
"Ari, it's me…I need to talk to you."
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He yanked open the door and her mouth went bone dry.
All he had on was a pair of DC High sweats, exposing taut muscles and soft looking olive skin to her gaze. Immediately, her core tensed and heated, anticipating his touch, his penetration...her vision tunneled until all she could see, think about was him.
"Caitlin, what are you-"
She kissed him. She kissed him like she'd never see him again. Not wanting him to misunderstand her intentions, she ground her hips against him and trailed her hands slowly down his bare back, slipping under his pants to his taut behind. With a guttural snarl, Ari yanked her into the tiny apartment and slammed her against the hastily shut door. A fissure of fear went through her as he pinned her wrists to the door but she didn't let it faze her.
She had come here to accomplish something and she would not be leaving until she had.
"Metuka, why have you come here?"
"Shouldn't it be obvious to you, lion?"
He glared at her with dark fevered eyes and she looked defiantly back, daring him to take this further.
His gaze went to the white knuckle grip he had on her wrists and he pulled away as if he had been burned.
"Ari…" she protested.
"You are bruised. I have hurt you." he said regretfully.
Kate frowned and then looked at her wrists. Sure enough, there were marks on the flesh but she just shrugged.
"I've done worse in cheerleading." she told him.
'This is different, Caitlin. I have hurt you. Not a mat, not those incompetent fools you call teammates…"
A small smile curved her lips at the dig.
"…but me. I…you need to leave."
Oh, no. He wasn't pulling this on her today.
"I'm not leaving, Ari. I came here for a reason and I want-"
"You do not know what you want!" he snapped.
God, she was so sick of people telling her that!
Hearing it from him made her finally snap and all the frustration she had been feeling surged out like a tidal wave.
"Oh, really?! I don't know what I want?! I don't fucking know what I want?! Did you ever think that maybe, just maybe, I want you?! Don't look so shocked, there's plenty of evidence! How about the fact that I can't stop thinking about you?! Or the fact that every time you touch me, every time you look at me, I ruin whatever panties I have on?! Or maybe, the fact that I practically begged my man whore of a brother to give me some damn condoms! That's right, Haswari, condoms! You know why?! Because I want you! I want you and goddamn it, I'm not leaving until I-"
His kiss was still firm but soulful and probing, exploring her mouth like it was a delicacy.
Kate moaned submissively and let him back them towards the mattress on the floor that served as his bed.
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He shoved her gently to the unmade bed and joined her, growling under his breath like the lion she always called him. She purred and wiggled underneath him, forcing him to grit his teeth in an effort to maintain his control. His few previous lovers had never inflamed him like she did and he would be damned if he left her unsatisfied.
"Please…" she whimpered as she tugged at his pants.
"Not yet, love. I want to see you. I want to see what your clothes have hidden from me."
Her teeth sank into her lower lip but she nodded and relaxed, giving him permission to do as he pleased.
Ari started at her feet and untied her pink sneakers before pulling them off, revealing rainbow colored toe socks to his amused gaze.
"They're my lucky socks. They make me brave." she explained sheepishly.
"You do not need socks for that."
He slid them off and noted that her nails were now painted a loud electric green. He found that he preferred it to the orange and made a note to tell her that later. Next to go were her jeans, the beaded design on the left leg clattering against the wood of his floor. Her legs were long and beautiful, the flesh silky soft, particularly at her inner thighs. When his fingers met the crotch of her panties, she keened and arched into his touch, proving her earlier statements true.
He teased the hidden flesh and she moaned and whimpered, her wetness staining the purple cotton and his fingers. He couldn't wait to burrow into her tight, sweet warmth, to feel her all around him. Reluctantly moving his fingers away, he started to unbutton the blouse she wore, the black fabric parting to reveal more creamy skin and a matching bra.
His fingers made to unclasp the contraption but she held his fingers off before sitting up.
"Let me." she cooed before deftly releasing the clasp and holding the fabric teasingly to her bosom.
"Caitlin…" Ari growled warningly, making her giggle before dropping the bra to the floor.
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She didn't know where the boldness had come from.
Kate usually wasn't so loud and brazen but when times change, one must adapt or be left behind. Besides, boldness definitely had its perks. As his tongue flicked at her nipple, she arched into his suckling mouth and let out a sexy moan worthy of the big screen. Ari was wrenching noises from her that she didn't know she was able to make and her body was burning from the inside out.
She needed it. She wanted him in her. She needed him in her.
Moving his head away from her breasts (much to his displeasure), she asked impatiently, "Can I take your pants off, now?"
He chuckled and nodded, his dimples deep due to his smile.
Kate yanked his pants off in one fluid motion and took a look at his manhood. She had seen pictures and diagrams of a penis before but the real thing was different…better. Giving him a light push, she got him onto his back so she could get a better view. A musky Ari smell filled her nose and unbelievably, she could feel her wetness increase and run down her thighs. Apparently, pheromones weren't a myth, after all. It was a dark red and the head was pink. She could see a drop of clear thick fluid ooze out the opening and she caught it on her fingertip, bringing it to her lips for a taste. It was a bit salty but it had a unique sweetness that made it pleasant to her. Curious, she brushed a firm fingertip over the head of his penis, trying to feel him out, so to speak. To her surprise, the turgid length twitched and she looked at him with a little fear.
"It doesn't get much bigger than this, does it?"
It was going to be hard enough explaining this to her parents. She didn't want to be walking like Billy the Kid, too.
"Unfortunately, no." he replied wryly, making her giggle.
He didn't have anything to worry about. He was at least 8 inches long and thick. She could barely get a hand around it and it was going to be in her.
Instead of fear, though, she felt anticipation.
Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a foil packet and opened it with careful hands.
The Article had mentioned that applying the condom could be a fun part of foreplay so she kept it in mind as she slowly, teasingly slid it securely onto him. His eyes suddenly went wide and he hissed before arching like a bow. Curious, she looked at the packet and read the label.
"Creates a gentle warming sensation to enhance his pleasure…hmm. Did it work?"
The pleased growl that escaped him told her all she needed to know.
"I'll keep that in mind."
"Panties. Off. Now." he grunted.
Throwing the packet over her shoulder, she did just as he asked.
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Probing her with his fingers, he groaned as he realized that it was literally running down her thighs.
"Please, Ari…please…" she begged as she spread her legs wide, inviting him in.
He could not deny her.
He slid in slowly, mindful of her whimpers and he shuddered as her unused channel stretched for him. She truly was untouched, pure and his for the taking. Her insides would be molded for him and the idea sent a shot of pleasure through his body from the crown of his head to the balls of his feet.
Mine…she is mine…
When he got to her barrier, he met her gaze. Silently, she wrapped her arms and legs around him and nodded once. With a swift thrust of his hips, he broke through and she screamed in agony. Kissing away her tears, he held her shuddering form and could feel the blood flow onto his sheets, solidifying his claim upon her. Caitlin's sobs had died down and now she was tentatively moving beneath him, prompting him to join her in finding their rhythm.
When he plunged deep enough to hit her cervix, she gasped and then let out another long moan, the same one he got when he suckled upon her. Returning his mouth to her breasts, he licked up the collected sweat in her cleavage, tracing the throbbing pulse point at her jugular.
"Ari…Ari, kiss me. Please, please kiss me."
Moving up, he let her join their lips in a passionate kiss, their tongues moving to the same rhythm of their hips.
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"Oi Va'avoi Li, Caitlin…Anî ohevêt otchâ…"
She recognized the first term as "Oh, my god" but she was drawing a blank on the second one. She made a note to step up her study of Hebrew. If she was going to make him revert to his native tongue, then she wanted to know what he was saying.
Meanwhile, she could feel something coiling inside her, something warm and strong. Pleasure and joy raced through her body as they tangled faster and harder together. Her moans had become cries and whimpering groans. He was filling her so well and he could find all the tense spots inside her and make them yield. Her tentative late night explorations of her body had never been able to inflame her and madden her like he could.
The coil tightened and she gasped as her inner walls began to jerk, sending waves of feeling through her. It was overwhelming and she shied away from the sensations, afraid that there was something wrong.
"Ari…Ari, something's happening to me…I...I don't know…Ari…ooh…" she panicked.
"Let it happen, Metuka. Let it come.", he urged as he thrust faster into her.
Come? Let what…ohh…
Apparently, the fickle female orgasm had decided to be generous with her.
Now soothed, Kate continued pushing back at him and scratching at his back as her walls jerked harder and more quickly. Before she could think, waves of bliss abruptly slammed into her and she wailed as her first ever orgasm shook her like a leaf in a storm.
"Ari!" she shouted as wave after wave seized her, blinding her only flashes of bright lights and making her heart pound in her ears.
With an agonized yet triumphant shout, Ari joined her in her bliss, a fierce orgasm ripping through him and reducing him to tears.
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After they both calmed down, he slowly, reluctantly, he withdrew from her and disposed of the condom in a nearby garbage can.
Caitlin lay on her back shaking and he tenderly put a blanket over her, watching as she slowly turned onto her stomach. Her face turned to him and a slow smile curved her lips.
"Wow.", she breathed.
"Wow is an understatement. Are…are you hurting?" he asked shyly.
"A little. It's kind of like when I overdo it at practice only better." she admitted before yawning.
"You need to rest, metuka. "
"Mmm…I have to be home by 11:30."
Checking, he saw that it was only 7:45 and he set his alarm clock for 10:30PM.
"Rest. I will get you home on time." he assured.
"Mmkay…Ari?"
"Yes?"
"You said something in Hebrew while we were...in the throes…and I want to know what it means."
He thought back and then bit his lower lip in realization as the phrase came to mind.
"I said that I love you." he bluntly translated, dreading her reaction.
He needn't have worried.
"Oh…well, that's good. I love you, too."
"Really?" he asked softly, not wanting to believe but hoping…
"Mm-hm. Slept with you, didn't I?" she mumbled sleepily.
He snorted and pressed a kiss to the creamy expanse of her back.
"That you did. Sleep well, Caitlin."
A soft snore was his only reply.
Chuckling quietly to himself, he spooned up behind her and shut his eyes, letting her snores and her sweet scent lull him to peaceful slumber.