Summary: Veronica's method for eating candy canes proves to be a bit of a problem for JD.
Pairings: Veronica/JD
Rating: K+ for suggestive material.
Setting: Technically Cannon or AU
Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I affiliated in any way with Heathers the movie or Heathers: The Musical. This story is merely for entertainment.
Why was she doing this to him?
JD gulped as he watched Veronica swirl her tongue around the tip of the candy cane before going to wrap her lips around it. On the one hand, it was incredibly painful. But on the other hand…he never wanted it to stop.
But it had to stop.
"Veronica, could you quit doing that?"
Veronica took her lips off of the candy cane with a pop. It had stained her lips red and they were now glistening. Irresistible. "Why?" she asked innocently.
JD just crossed one leg over the other and clasped his hands in front of himself. "Oh, no reason. Just stop."
"But, JD," Veronica whined, giving the length of the candy cane a long lick, "it tastes so good."
He shuddered. Okay, she was ignoring him. What else was new? That was alright—he'd always been more a fan of the direct, physical approach.
So he tackled her.
The two of them landed on his couch and as she gasped, he managed to wrangle the candy cane away from her. He tossed it onto the coffee table, taking care of business, and then smashed his lips against hers. Also taking care of business.
When he pulled away her lips were red and glistening, just as they had been when she was eating the candy cane.
"You're right," he said, smacking his lips, "it does taste good."