A/N: Slightly based off of conversation between Jim and Ned in Chapter 13 of Magic at her Fingertips Enjoy! xx Mariah

Ages:

Ned - 22
Katie - 19

After a long week's birthday vacation, Katie sadly returned to the city and he hadn't seen her since. It was now nearing the end of July, and soon she'd be trapped in a tight schedule that came with her sophomore year of college and working part-time.

He knew he needed to go and see her.

She had already gotten stuck in back to back shifts at the diner to try and save money for rent and new tires and hadn't even been able to video chat with him since her second night back. He knew that she worked until eleven tonight being that it was a Friday, and after having dinner with his mother and Tim he decided he wanted to go surprise her and stay for the weekend.

"So, where are you going?" His mother asked as he stood up from the dining room table. He helped her clear the table, He'd moved out a few months ago and had started to come to dinner once a week to check in with his mom and step-dad.

"To see Katie. I miss her," he smiled, taking the plates toward the kitchen. He stopped by the garbage, cleaning them off of any food before going to the sink. "Plus she's working doubles this week and I don't work tomorrow. I don't work early on Wednesday, so I don't even have to come home until that morning."

"Do you miss her or do you miss her in your bed?" His mother asked, sighing. She still didn't trust him to be dating Katie. Even after nine months.

"Mom stop," he sighed, setting the plates down before drying his hands. "Just stop. I love you, but please stop." He hugged her, kissing her cheek. "Thank you for dinner mom. I'll call you when I get into the city."

He shook Tim's hand on his way out, exchanging some laughs about the baseball scores as he put his jacket on.

"It was nice to see you Ned," Tim said. "Drive careful. Tell Katie hi for me."

"I will. Text me if the Rangers win," he said, giving him a hug before he left.

"Like that will happen this season," Tim tossed back as he grabbed the salad bowl on his way into the kitchen as Ned walked out of the apartment. He raced down the two flights of stairs to reach the entrance of his mother's apartment building before racing to his truck.

He couldn't wait to see her, and that wasn't a lie.

It was nearing eight, he'd be there just by the time she got off from work if he packed quickly.

The first time Ned saw his girlfriend in two weeks was when he pulled up outside the diner. He noticed Katie down the block a bit, waiting under the streetlight.

It was pouring rain and she's waiting by a stoplight, soaking wet. She must've forgotten her umbrella by the scowl on her face as she tried to hold her jacket over her head. She wore all black for her uniform, a tighter blue server's apron around her waist. She wore nicer sneakers that were black too.

He could see that she was shivering and pulled up next to her and rolled down the window. "Hey pretty girl," he smiled, putting his car in park. "Need a ride?"

"I have a boyfriend," she laughed, smiling at him.

"You do?" He asked, leaning to open the door. "Well, I'm a lucky guy to have such a beautiful girl."

She opened the door and sat down on his seat. "Hi baby," she whispered, wrapping her arms around as she kissed him. "Why didn't you tell me you were coming into town? I wouldn't have been so furious when I realized it was raining and I didn't have my umbrella."

"I wanted to surprise you," he said and then put the car into drive as he noticed another car was approaching behind him. "How was work?"

"Good. Kind of slow at the time, but I made about eighty in tips. I haven't counted it all though." She answered, leaning into him. "I missed you. I've just been so busy."

"I missed you too," he said and then kissed her cheek as he started to drive.

"So how's everybody?" She asked and squeezed his hand.

"Everyone's great. I stopped in at the store the other day and helped with deliveries since your brother was at a baseball game and your mom is doing great and Lana's even more adorable than when I saw her last." He explained, smiling at her. "Everything is good in the hood back in Grandview. Don't worry. Your mom misses you though. We all do. How are you doing?"

"I'm great," she smiled, shrugging as she leaned into the seat. "I'm exhausted and overworked, but I'm making good money and am excited for my classes to start. How's training and work? I know it couldn't have been easy to get away."

"Actually, it's going really good. I have tomorrow off and my shift on Wednesday isn't until two." He said, stopping at another light. "So, where are we going? Back to your place?"

Then he felt something at his elbow; a warmth that caused the tiny hairs along his forearm to stand on end as her fingertips lightly trail up to his bicep.

"I don't want to go home yet," she whispered to him.

"Where do you want to go," he asked.

"Anywhere. I'll go anywhere with you," she smiled.

"Come home then," he said, turning off the main road so he could park. "Come home with me."

"What?" She smiled at him, shaking her head. "Ned…"

"I want you to be there with me," he whispered, smiling at her. "You could move into my place and be together every day instead of once and while and hope to see each other through facetime or skype or whatever we use. I need to see you every day. You can put your two weeks in at your job and I'll come to help you pack when I graduate next week. Then you can transfer to Rockland or wherever. Just come home with me, Katie."

"I can't," she said as he parked, looking at him. "Not right now. I love it here. I don't want to move back home yet."

"Why not?" He asked. "I'll help you every step of the way."

"Ned, it's not that I don't want to live with you or that I don't want to come home. I do." She closed her eyes, smiling as she opened them. "But I love it in the city. I love the freedom I have, and that I walk to work every day. I love that I have a usual at my coffee shop and read the Times there every morning now. I have my schedule crafted for next semester already and I have a whole year left on my grant. I planned for two years in New York. I'll move back next summer."

"You will?" He smiled, releasing a breath. He wished he could have her now, but he could wait. If it was what she really wanted. "I guess a year isn't that long."

"Hey. I know this place we can go," she put the address in his GPS and he started to drive then. They got there quickly because no one liked to drive in the rain. It had started to stop as she hopped from the truck and he followed her. "My parents used to come here when they were dating. No one really knows about it, which is odd because look at this view."

"I am," he said and she turned to see his eyes on her. "I mean, look at you."

"I look like a wet rat," she scoffed, crossing her arms.

"No, you look beautiful." He said, smiling at her.

When he looked at her, to gauge the seriousness of her face, she was already rounding the headlight and he heard the distinct click of the door opening. The interior light flicked on and he looked on curiously as her head disappeared. When she returned a few seconds later, she had a pile of blankets gathered up in her arms that he usually kept stowed away beneath the seats for the times when he was too wasted to drive home after some all-night party with buddies in college.

"Open the tailgate," she called out as she threw the blankets into the bed of the truck.

There was a chuckle in his throat at her request. He hoped he knew where she was going with this, but he didn't want to get his hopes up just in case he was reading far too much into this.

Katie was no ordinary girl. She had to have something tucked up her sleeve, an ulterior motive that he hoped involved no clothing and being wrapped up under those blankets. He ran to the bed of the truck and the metal creaked as the tailgate opened and Katie sprung up into the back before he could bat an eye, shoving the fishing poles and tackle box to the side to make room for the makeshift bed she is creating with the blankets.

"You coming?" She asked as she folds up one of the blankets into a pillow for them.

Her choice of words in conjunction with his dirty mind brought him out of his daze, and he cleared his throat as he swung his legs up onto the tailgate and rose to help her.

"Sit," she said as she shifted to the side and cleared a spot for him.

His heart was still racing a million miles a minute thanks to his dirty mind, but when she leaned back on her knees and crossed her arms over her stomach to reach for the hem of his shirt, his breath caught in his throat and his cock twitched against his leg.

He lowered himself to a seated position and stared dumbly at her as the fabric skirted over her already erect nipples. It was hot as hell out, for it must have been raining so it couldn't have been because she was cold.

Was she turned on? That turned on? From the thrill of what had just happened? From him? Whatever the reason, he was starting to realize that maybe—just maybe— Katherine Clancy was just as horny as he was half the time.

Once free of her shirt, she didn't waste any time undoing the button of her jeans as she rose to her feet. She stripped in front of him, but this time around he didn't hesitate to reach out and tug the offending piece of clothing down her legs the rest of the way. As she stepped out of them, he leaned in and placed a feather-light kiss to the back of her knee which took her off guard and sent her tumbling down onto him.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" he gasped. "Are you okay?"

Thankfully she caught herself at the last moment with her hands braced against his shoulders, yet he was selfishly even more thankful for the way the rest of her body had landed straight into his lap. She nodded her head and kneeled over him with her legs on either side of his hips.

"I'm fine, you just surprised me is all." She leaned down to capture his lips in a chaste kiss but on her way back up, she shifted her body backward a bit and her hands traveled down his chest, trailing her fingertips down the line of hair that dipped below his shorts. "These," she said as she hooked her thumbs into the belt loops of his shorts. "Off."

There was a carnal look of lust in her eyes and his heart fluttered as her deft fingers made quick work of the button and zipper. With her help, he somehow managed to shimmy out of both his shorts and boxers, every movement causing his growing erection to brush up against her bare skin. Before he knew it, there was nothing left between them. Her skin felt smooth against the tops of his legs, and he was tempted to run his hands up and down the length of her thighs, but before he could lift a finger, she pushed against his chest until he was on his back.

"My turn," she said simply and he smiled.

He would never deny her anything.

She leaned down and when their lips met in a searing kiss, he felt her slick folds brush up against the tip of erection. He moaned into her mouth but when her hand grabs hold of him at the base and she aligned her hips over his, his eyes grew wide with disbelief.

This was happening. This was really happening. He was really going to have sex with his girlfriend in the back of his truck in the outdoors where anyone could see them.

His head was spinning with so many mixed emotions that he surprised himself when his mind clears for a brief moment, and he came to his senses. Just as she was about to sink down onto him, he grabbed hold of her hips to stop her.

"Katie, wait…I-I don't have anything," he groaned in frustration as he squeezed the flesh of her backside rougher than he intended to.

Why would he have anything with him? It's not like he expected this night to come anywhere close to this. He'd planned on going home to her apartment where she'd have condoms or something stashed in her nightstand if things got that far. Because sometimes they didn't. If he didn't die from the sheer embarrassment of not being prepared, he was sure to from the pent up tension in his groin that was waiting to be unleashed. He was so pissed at himself that he couldn't meet her eyes.

She cupped his face with both hands and forces his chin up to look at her. "Ned, it's okay. I'm covered, and we don't have to worry about STDs because neither of us are having sex with anyone else." She whispered, kissing his lips. She pulled back, whispering the next thing softer. "You aren't with anyone else are you?"

"Only you," he whispered.

"Good. I just thought I should ask. Not that I doubted you," she smiled.

She didn't doubt him. That was music to his ears.

He kissed her again, bracing himself for her slow and steady entry, but he almost lurched forward in pure ecstasy when she moved down onto him in one swift motion, her eyes felt shut as her lips tightened into a flat line and she released a small whimper.

It'd been a while since they were together.

Was it her birthday? Or before that?

She sat unmoving for a few seconds, her hands flat against his abdomen as she slowly shifted and rolled her hips against him, no doubt trying to get comfortable with the intrusion of him inside her. He didn't mind though. All he could think about was how warm and wet and impossibly tight she felt, slowly conforming around him. He didn't like being so far away from her face though; he wanted to kiss her, wrap his arms around her, and lavish her breasts with the flat of his tongue. Her eyes opened in surprise when he leaned up, dragging his palms along the sides her thighs in search of her backside.

"You alright?" He whispered before placing a tender kiss to her chin, then to the corner of her mouth, and then finally to her pursed lips which immediately gave way to his.

She broke away from the kiss as her hands snake around his neck, pulling him closer to rest her forehead against his.

"Fine…I'm fine. I just needed a minute." She smiled, gasping a little. "I love you."

"I love you too," he whispered. "You good now?"

"Yeah. You're so much bigger than anyone I've ever had before." She said and kissed him. "I love it. I'm never going to have to touch myself again."

"You've told me," he laughed. "Thanks for the reassurance though, babe."

He nodded his head in understanding as he began to lightly knead the soft flesh of her backside in hopes of easing some of the apparent discomforts she may be experiencing. She let out a breathy moan before she fisting one hand in his hair and the other digging into his collarbone. She took him by surprise again when she suddenly lifted her body and began to grind her pelvis against his, her hips circling at a slow and torturous pace.

A few times he tried to thrust up into her; the feeling to do so was just too overwhelming but when he did, it seemed to throw off her pace so he held back as much as he could, allowing her to take the reins once again. Not that it mattered. Anything she did felt amazing, and he was perfectly content to just sit back and watch her as she rose him steadily, her body rising and falling on him with every swivel of her hips.

He couldn't take his eyes off of her, even with hers screwed shut and her face contorted in concentration, but the urge to touch her, all of her, soon was too much. Her eyes fly open and she released a startled gasp when he leaned up to suck one of her pert nipples into his mouth, swirling it around and around with the tip of his tongue before clamping it lightly between his teeth. She moaned in approval as his hands skirt up to her back, leaving one on the small of her back while the other followed the curve of her spine to the base of her neck.

Their eyes lock into a heated stare as he pulled her beautifully flushed face down to meet his and brushed his lips against hers.

"Does this feel good?" She asked, grasping his shoulders.

"Mmm…so good," he mumbled before chasing after her mouth again. Good was an enormous understatement. There were no words to describe how she felt to him. "Better than good…I like it when we go slow."

It was then that the vulnerability in her eyes disappeared, only to be replaced by a renewed glint of lust and determination. Her fingers gripped his flesh, her nails digging into his shoulder and neck. She was sure to leave crescent-shaped marks in his skin, but he didn't care; any mark left behind by Katie during the heat of passion he'd happily wear with pride.

"We can take it slow next time," she panted as he traced his tongue from her jaw up to the sensitive area just below her ear, taking a moment to tug her earlobe between his teeth. She moaned into his ear before she tugged his head back by his hair to look him straight in the eye. "Don't hold back…take me, Ned. Oh please ravish me."

The neediness of her voice sent a bolt of electricity straight to his groin and he just about lost it. No words had ever sounded as sexy and raw to him before; they were words he'd only thought he'd hear in his fantasies as he thought about her late at night. Hearing them in real life, well, now he was certain she would be the death of him.

He gripped her body close to his as he gave in to his urge to drive into her, thrusting deeper and faster as she writhed above him. His teeth grazed her bare shoulder and he could feel the coiling in his stomach as she continued to grind her hips down to meet his. He knew he wasn't going to last much longer.

God, he hardly ever did the first time they saw each other in while. Not with the way she was quietly repeating his name with her head tipped back, exposing her bare neck to him to lavish with his hungry lips. Not with how her breasts moved and bounced with each of his erratic upward thrusts and definitely not with how she seemed tense up more and more before she fluttered around him. He loved every sound that left Katie's pretty little lips, but the guttural cry that escaped when he bit down on her shoulder, finally pushing her over the edge, would be his new all-time favorite.

"Ned!" She screamed and pressed her face into his chest. "Oh. Ned… yes... I love you."

He quickly followed her and the feeling of emptying himself inside her was both a physical and mental high. She trusted him enough to allow it and that trust was something he thought he'd have to work towards for months, years even, if by some miracle she was going to keep him around that long. But what he learned tonight was that Katherine Clancy was full of surprises.

Still riding his blissful high, he flopped back onto the bed of the truck, his head almost missing the pillow she'd created for him. When she laid her head into the crook of his neck, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder and drew her slick, heated body close into his. The smell of sweat and sex lingered in the air, but neither of them seemed to care.

He sighed contently as he brushed his fingers through her hair. There was nowhere else in the world he'd rather be. When he looked down at her, she met him with a satisfied smile as she played with the sparse blond hairs that peppered his chest. She placed a soft kiss to his neck and stared back up at him.

"You pleased?" He asked, pressing a kiss to her lips.

"I always am with you. You'll never leave me bored," she laughed, smiling at him. "Thank you for surprising me today. I needed it. I really did."

"I'm glad," he whispered, kissing her lips briefly before he pulled back. "Because keeping you satisfied keeps your father at bay."

"What?" She asked, reaching for her shirt, not even caring about her bra anymore. "Back when you were with Captain Jackass. Your dad told me that if I please you in the bedroom, he'd be a happy man."

"Well, my father is a pleased man then," she smiled up at him. "Come on. We should be going back before Hannah worries I'm dead."

With a sigh, they collected their clothing and sealed the fun and playful night with a kiss before taking a picture of them at the lookout and sending it to her mother and his.

To her mother, it was captioned with Tell dad, he should be a happy father according to Ned ;)