Linda O'Shea was a fairly smart person. She excelled in the chemistry, knew her American history, and was passing geometry nicely. Everyone complimented her on her style, her kindness, and her compassion. Every teenaged, over-hormoned, testosterone-filled boy wanted to do more than date her. But she was classified as... basically Sandra Dee. She firmly believed the 'no sex before marriage' law; didn't experiment with drugs, alcohol, or weed. She wore modestly sexy clothes, smiled at everyone, and tried to make peace when people were fighting. All this contributed to the fact that some boys at her school knew: she was a bad kisser. That was the reason she kept rejecting the boy she really liked- she couldn't embarrass herself anymore in front of him.
"I'm gonna stick my tongue in your mouth, and when I do, you're gonna massage mine with yours. Ya got that?" Danny wondered, inwardly excited. He was just glad she had agreed to go out with him. "And you kiss just fine, Linda, believe me." He smiled, remembering the kiss they shared on the corner of tenth and university place.
"If I'm fine, what am I doing here?"
"Improving. Everything can use improvement."
"Not everything."
"Do you wanna learn or not?"
"Sorry, shutting up."
"Ready?"
"Yeah." Linda nodded, curious as to what would happen.
"Eyes closed," he watched her close her eyes, supporting a small smile. He leaned in, and pressed his lips to hers, taking her top lip between his.
Linda wasn't quite sure what to do- her mind frantically searched its files for any movie scene. Slowly, she let her tongue touch Danny's. Her movements were timid and weak, a complete contrast of what they would become.
Danny pulled back and smiled, "not bad."
Linda's own smile grew bigger, her eyes still closed. "That was nice."
"Ready for step two?"
"Two?" She looked at him, confused.
"Yes, step two. Step two is hands." He held up his hands, showing her his palms.
"Hands where?"
"Don't worry, little miss innocent. They're strictly face, hair, arms, back. Nothing personal. That's a whole 'nother base. There's no real science to this part. Just do what feels natural, okay?"
She nodded, searching her rom-com files once again. Her mind went completely blank when she felt her boyfriend gently caress her cheek with his fingers. He pushed her hair back, and very gently pulled her to him.
Danny kissed her sweetly, waiting a few moments before sliding his tongue across her lip. He felt her tense, so he pulled back, "that's the clue."
"Clue?"
"If someone wants tongue access, they slide theirs across the bottom lip. I like barely touching the lip, makes it buzz."
"It is buzzing," Linda pulled her bottom lip between her teeth to rid of the tingling sensation.
"Another thing before we try again. You can maneuver my head and vice versa with our hands."
She nodded, "makes sense."
"Let's try it again." He mirrored his motions from before, waiting longer to run his tongue along Linda's lip.
She couldn't help the moan that escaped her throat as the tingles ripples through her body. She opened her mouth slightly, letting Danny's tongue sneak in. She let him guide her head, fully aware of her reddening face.
Danny, forgetting he was dealing with an inexperienced girl, lightly brought his teeth down on her bottom lip.
Linda moaned, surprised. She was even more surprised when he lightly licked her bottom lip, then the top one, finally closing his lips on her upper lip. She felt him pull away, and she breathed out a "wow."
Danny smirked, "not bad for a beginner."
A/n
The prompt was actually Danny's a bad kisser, and Linda shows him how to be better'. But that doesn't fit Danny, so I switched it
