This is my 1st Fanfiction post! I wrote this for 'Beasties' like myself who have been CONSUMED by the HOT new CW Series: Beauty and the Beast. Never really written fanfiction before, certainly never made anything available on a public forum for others to read. When I was having trouble sleeping one night, my mind wandered to that scene all #Beasties adore: The Epic #VinCatKISS This story is inspired by the image that drove me to distraction; I call it 'The Beastly Hand' and picks up at the point where I have my greatest issue with the way it was played out on screen; Vincent's lack of reaction (in MY opinion) to Catherine's proclamation of love. Since the ball was rolling, though. I took my liberties with the rest of it too. Trust me, though, I am NOT unhappy with JayRyan & MsKristinKreuk's rendition of that!
Enjoy!
Novice Writer/Obsessed #Beasties
CW Beauty and the Beast, Season 1/Episode 14 - Fanfiction: The Kiss
Catherine's voice catches in the midst of her rushing words and shaking her head, she says; "Vincent, I- I love you!" Vincent hangs his head in defeat as a frustrated sigh escapes his lips. Catherine hesitates before she continues. Gently lifting his chin so that his eyes would meet hers, she says with a determined gaze and softer voice; "I don't need walls… or, doors…"
Not allowing her another word, he's unable to bear the weight of his yearning for her any longer, Vincent sweeps his hand behind her neck, brushing over her jaw and earlobe with his thumb and rushes to take her mouth with his own. He pursues her with the hunger of one who has glimpsed the first sign of life in nearly a decade. Selfishly, he takes her in his arms. Without allowing himself time to worry for her needs, he takes liberty with his free hand, stroking down her back, pressing firmly against her small waist & lower back to feel her every curve against him. Vincent kisses her deeply, aggressively and then, finally relaxing into her embrace and trusting her not to run, tears well up in his eyes and he releases her mouth from his own, but only that. He keeps her body close to his, resting his forhead on hers and puts voice to the confession he'd protected them both from for so long; "I am so in love with you, Catherine." and, this time it's Cat who can't contain her need for him any longer, taking his face in her hands and pulling his mouth to her own, she explores the depths of him with her tongue around his until they both feel the anxiousness of their need give way to complete trust.