Author's Note- I'm back! Here's the next chapter, finally. Thanks for
telling me what you wanted. Enjoy.
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Prom continues
I never went to college
I don't have a degree
Let's say I went to night school
I learned all I know on the streets
I wasn't born a rich man
I ain't got no pedigree
The sweat on this old collar
That's my Ph. D.
.
It comes down to this
I wouldn't exist
Without you it ain't worth the grind
I'd fight for one kiss
On a night like this
You make me feel I could fly
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Kitty immediately regretted coming when she saw all the happy couples. /Oh, well,/ she decided going out to the dance floor. She began dancing, closing her eyes and losing herself in the music. About an hour and a half later, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned seeing Pietro. "Hey!" she smiled.
"You've been dancing alone all night," he noted. "Would you like to dance?"
"Won't Sherry and Lisa be jealous," she asked smirking.
He grinned. "Probably. Well?" She smiled accepting. The second most interesting thing that had happened when the two groups called a truce was the friendship between Pietro and Kitty (the most interesting being the fact that Todd had found a girlfriend in one of the new recruits). Pietro took on the role of the "cool big bother," as he had designated himself.
"Have you heard from him?" Kitty asked.
"Don't worry about it, Kitty-Cat. He said he'd be home next weekend." She cocked her head to one side sensing that Pietro was hiding something. The new song that began saved him from further questions.
"That's our song," Kitty whispered. Pietro smiled and motioned her towards the front of the room. She gasped as the man started towards them. Pietro walked away.
"Hey, Kitten," Lance said.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" She hugged him hard in response. He held her tightly against him.
"You made it," she whispered against his jacket.
He grinned. "Hey, I wouldn't miss this for all the world." He stepped back. "You look amazing."
"Thank you," she said blushing.
"Well, I paid off the DJ so, dance with me?" She smiled, stepping into his arms.
.
"Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that you're going through
Well, is it good for you,
Is it good for you?"
.
He leaned down brushing his lips against hers. "I've missed you so much," he whispered.
"I've missed you too," she whispered back. She looked up into his eyes. "This was all a plan wasn't it?"
"Yep," he smiled. "I didn't tell you because I wasn't positive that I could make it, and I wanted to surprise you."
"I'm so glad you're here."
"Me too."
.
"Cause you haunt my nights when
I don't know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you,
Is it good for you?
.
A faster song came on and the two continued dancing moving completely in sync. Kitty smiled, this is how it should have been the first time. Too soon for the two of them Prom was over.
"Where to next?" Lance asked.
"The professor is allowing us to have an after-prom party," Kitty said.
"You want to go?" Lance asked.
"Nope, just listing it as a possibility. There's also the possibility of going to your house. Everyone else will be at the party."
He smiled. "I like that idea."
She returned his smile. "Somehow, I'm not surprised." He drove to the Brotherhood house. He got out opening her door for her. They went inside. The two paused once inside.
"Kitty, are you sure you don't want to go to the party?"
She smiled shyly. "No, I mean, I want this, but if I get too scared will you stop?"
He looked into her eyes intently. "Yes."
"In that case, I'm ready." He smiled lifting her into his arms. "What are you doing?"
"Carrying you."
"Like, duh!"
He laughed. "I thought you had stopped using that Valley-Girl talk." He shook his head. "You disappoint me, Kitten." She rolled her eyes and laid her head on his chest.
He laid her upon his bed. "Kitty, you really are beautiful." She smiled at him standing back up. He took his jacket off laying it on a chair. She stepped over to him unbuttoning his vest then his shirt slipping both of them off his shoulders.
She ran her hands up his chest; he closed his eyes briefly at the feel of her soft hands caressing his skin. She undid the belt to his slacks. He stepped back slipping them off himself. "Your turn," he whispered. He stepped behind her smiling at the way she moved her hair for him.
He kissed her exposed neck before unzipping her dress. She allowed the dress to fall off her body. She didn't move for a few seconds. "Kitty?" he asked softly. "What's wrong?"
She looked down scared. "I'm not pretty enough."
"That's stupid." She turned slowly. "Kitty, you're beautiful, all of you." He reached around her unhooking her bra and removing the cloth. He looked into her eyes. "Are you positive that you want to go through with this?"
"Yes."
He smiled softly, kissing her. "Okay, lie down, pretty Kitty. I have to do something." Kitty nodded laying on his bed. She slipped off her remaining clothes and looked up at him as he finished putting on the condom. He moved over her and lowered his head kissing her. "You're shaking."
"I'm a little scared."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No, never." He kissed her again before moving down and softly sucking one nipple while running his thumb over the other. "Lance," she purred. He moved back up to her lips and kissed her fully beginning to tease her with his fingers. "Please," she begged unsure of what she wanted.
"I love you," Lance whispered and began to slide into her. "Kitten, this is going to hurt pretty bad." He kissed her and thrust all the way through. She cried out against his lips feeling hot tears roll down her cheeks. He remained perfectly staying still inside her. Kitty closed her eyes tightly. He hadn't been lying. It really hurt. The pain began to fade into a dull throbbing. Taking a deep breath she moved slightly. "Ready?"
"I think," she whispered. He smiled down at her kissing her once more before withdrawing. "I love you," she told him as he thrust back into her. He slowly worked up to a fast rhythm placing his hands on her hips, urging her to move with him. She felt her body building towards something then suddenly felt as though she was flying. She tightened around him urging him to his own climax. He collapsed on top of her. He moved, throwing the condom into the trash before lying beside her. She moved towards him laying her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around him. The two slowly fell into a contented sleep.
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Prom continues
I never went to college
I don't have a degree
Let's say I went to night school
I learned all I know on the streets
I wasn't born a rich man
I ain't got no pedigree
The sweat on this old collar
That's my Ph. D.
.
It comes down to this
I wouldn't exist
Without you it ain't worth the grind
I'd fight for one kiss
On a night like this
You make me feel I could fly
-Bon Jovi
~*~
Kitty immediately regretted coming when she saw all the happy couples. /Oh, well,/ she decided going out to the dance floor. She began dancing, closing her eyes and losing herself in the music. About an hour and a half later, she felt someone tap her on the shoulder. She turned seeing Pietro. "Hey!" she smiled.
"You've been dancing alone all night," he noted. "Would you like to dance?"
"Won't Sherry and Lisa be jealous," she asked smirking.
He grinned. "Probably. Well?" She smiled accepting. The second most interesting thing that had happened when the two groups called a truce was the friendship between Pietro and Kitty (the most interesting being the fact that Todd had found a girlfriend in one of the new recruits). Pietro took on the role of the "cool big bother," as he had designated himself.
"Have you heard from him?" Kitty asked.
"Don't worry about it, Kitty-Cat. He said he'd be home next weekend." She cocked her head to one side sensing that Pietro was hiding something. The new song that began saved him from further questions.
"That's our song," Kitty whispered. Pietro smiled and motioned her towards the front of the room. She gasped as the man started towards them. Pietro walked away.
"Hey, Kitten," Lance said.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"Aren't you happy to see me?" She hugged him hard in response. He held her tightly against him.
"You made it," she whispered against his jacket.
He grinned. "Hey, I wouldn't miss this for all the world." He stepped back. "You look amazing."
"Thank you," she said blushing.
"Well, I paid off the DJ so, dance with me?" She smiled, stepping into his arms.
.
"Cause all I want to do is be there
For the things that you're going through
Well, is it good for you,
Is it good for you?"
.
He leaned down brushing his lips against hers. "I've missed you so much," he whispered.
"I've missed you too," she whispered back. She looked up into his eyes. "This was all a plan wasn't it?"
"Yep," he smiled. "I didn't tell you because I wasn't positive that I could make it, and I wanted to surprise you."
"I'm so glad you're here."
"Me too."
.
"Cause you haunt my nights when
I don't know where my life should go
Well, is it good for you,
Is it good for you?
.
A faster song came on and the two continued dancing moving completely in sync. Kitty smiled, this is how it should have been the first time. Too soon for the two of them Prom was over.
"Where to next?" Lance asked.
"The professor is allowing us to have an after-prom party," Kitty said.
"You want to go?" Lance asked.
"Nope, just listing it as a possibility. There's also the possibility of going to your house. Everyone else will be at the party."
He smiled. "I like that idea."
She returned his smile. "Somehow, I'm not surprised." He drove to the Brotherhood house. He got out opening her door for her. They went inside. The two paused once inside.
"Kitty, are you sure you don't want to go to the party?"
She smiled shyly. "No, I mean, I want this, but if I get too scared will you stop?"
He looked into her eyes intently. "Yes."
"In that case, I'm ready." He smiled lifting her into his arms. "What are you doing?"
"Carrying you."
"Like, duh!"
He laughed. "I thought you had stopped using that Valley-Girl talk." He shook his head. "You disappoint me, Kitten." She rolled her eyes and laid her head on his chest.
He laid her upon his bed. "Kitty, you really are beautiful." She smiled at him standing back up. He took his jacket off laying it on a chair. She stepped over to him unbuttoning his vest then his shirt slipping both of them off his shoulders.
She ran her hands up his chest; he closed his eyes briefly at the feel of her soft hands caressing his skin. She undid the belt to his slacks. He stepped back slipping them off himself. "Your turn," he whispered. He stepped behind her smiling at the way she moved her hair for him.
He kissed her exposed neck before unzipping her dress. She allowed the dress to fall off her body. She didn't move for a few seconds. "Kitty?" he asked softly. "What's wrong?"
She looked down scared. "I'm not pretty enough."
"That's stupid." She turned slowly. "Kitty, you're beautiful, all of you." He reached around her unhooking her bra and removing the cloth. He looked into her eyes. "Are you positive that you want to go through with this?"
"Yes."
He smiled softly, kissing her. "Okay, lie down, pretty Kitty. I have to do something." Kitty nodded laying on his bed. She slipped off her remaining clothes and looked up at him as he finished putting on the condom. He moved over her and lowered his head kissing her. "You're shaking."
"I'm a little scared."
"Do you want to stop?"
"No, never." He kissed her again before moving down and softly sucking one nipple while running his thumb over the other. "Lance," she purred. He moved back up to her lips and kissed her fully beginning to tease her with his fingers. "Please," she begged unsure of what she wanted.
"I love you," Lance whispered and began to slide into her. "Kitten, this is going to hurt pretty bad." He kissed her and thrust all the way through. She cried out against his lips feeling hot tears roll down her cheeks. He remained perfectly staying still inside her. Kitty closed her eyes tightly. He hadn't been lying. It really hurt. The pain began to fade into a dull throbbing. Taking a deep breath she moved slightly. "Ready?"
"I think," she whispered. He smiled down at her kissing her once more before withdrawing. "I love you," she told him as he thrust back into her. He slowly worked up to a fast rhythm placing his hands on her hips, urging her to move with him. She felt her body building towards something then suddenly felt as though she was flying. She tightened around him urging him to his own climax. He collapsed on top of her. He moved, throwing the condom into the trash before lying beside her. She moved towards him laying her head on his chest and wrapping her arms around him. The two slowly fell into a contented sleep.
