This is pretty short by usual standards, but it seems to fit in well with the theme. I wrote this on the last day of school, and I decided to put it in with the one-shots.
She kissed me.
What the hell. Why in the name of god would Phoenix Hale kiss me? She was only seventeen, she had plenty of time to kiss someone. I was just shocked she kissed me in the first place. I was her best friend, the one she trusted. Nothing more. That was all. I wasn't her boyfriend, I wasn't her husband, and I was not her lover. I was just plain old Alec Volturi, Phoenix Hale's best friend.
We were in her bedroom, talking about senseless things, utter nonsense. Books, homework, Harry Potter, Maximum Ride, being human, the random sci-fi movie playing on Nix's laptop, that kind of stuff. We weren't really paying attention to the movie, though, it was just playing.
"Have you ever been kissed, Alec?" Nix asked calmly, as if the question wasn't a big deal.
But that was what had brought me to my senses. I had been half-focused on the movie, and half-focused on Nix, but suddenly, the world seemed to revolve around Nix. The movie played on, but I stared at Nix. She was watching my gaze intently, though, not really knowing that she had just asked the most random question that could have come from this situation.
"Erm, no, I haven't. Have you?" I asked, suddenly tense. Nix smiled a tiny bit, and shook her head.
"No, I haven't, either." She paused for a bit, glancing around the room. "Do you want to be kissed?" Nix almost whispered, her eyes glazed over. She frowned a little.
"Only by true love. If there is such a thing. Do you want to be kissed?" I answered, a tiny bit wistful.
"A little, yes. Sometimes, I really wanna, but I calm down about it by thinking about something else."
"Who do you want to kiss?" I questioned, unaware of what would happen next.
That was when Nix kissed me.
Her lips were soft, and they seemed to melt into mine. She wrapped her arms around my neck, and kissed again, as if expecting me to kiss back. I kissed her once, and she kissed me again, rougher this time, almost…lustful. Her grip around me tightened, and her fingers danced around my back. Nix seemed to be a good kisser, though she claimed to have never kissed before. I oddly liked Nix kissing me, though, and I didn't want it to end. She kissed again, slowly, a small moan of pleasure escaping from her lips.
I let go slowly, my eyes staring at Nix in wonder. She smiled a tiny bit, and glanced up at me.
"I think that answers that…but was that a bad kiss?" Nix asked me, laying down on my chest. Her arms formed on top of my torso, her chin in the middle. She looked up at me, beaming at what had just occurred. I had to admit, that was a...pleasurable experience for me. And I think Nix liked it too. But I didn't get why Nix had kissed me in the first place. Was she just wanting her first kiss, or did she want something...more out of me? Did she want us to be more than friends?
"No, not at all." I answered, smiling. "In fact, I quite...liked it. You're a good kisser." I continued on, closing my eyes.
"Do you wanna try it again?" She questioned, and I could practically envision her grin in my mind.
"Definitely." I murmured, as I leaned in to give it another shot.
...That was short. XD But even if, I quite like it. Hope you like it, too. :]