Never kissed a girl?

[alexdraven]

thistle_dear's lust charm balloon challenge sparked a thought. It's not exactly an *impossible* pairing, but it's certainly a one off. Set a while back in time, before things got complicated for any of them, so Trent and Ru [who belongs to tsuki_no_bara and who I have shamelessly borrowed for the occasion] were probably still in high school.


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"What - never?"

Damn but Ru was cute, collapsed against her, hot and sticky from the dance floor, gulping down Rolling Rock and casting around to see where everyone was and what was going on. Cute and just relaxed enough to answer her nosy questions about his friend, who was currently somewhere between making a pass at Stack Simon and running away, as best as she could tell.

"Nope - he's never been interested."

"Man, that ain't right." She smiled, and she'd have asked more if the DJ hadn't changed the track and then Ru was off between one beat and the next.

Another mouthful of her drink, and Mal abandoned her spot on the couch in favour of drifting back towards the bar. Drifting in a way that just happened to bring her round behind Ru's friend. Trent wasn't a long tall drink of water like Ru was, but he was certainly easy on the eye. Fairly unsure of himself, and he pretty much let himself be Ru's dress up doll but, especially with the warm fuzzy buzz she was riding tonight, he wasn't bad looking by any stretch. It would be good to see something more than tentative enjoyment or wistful wanting out of him. Pretty boys with watercolour emotions ... something needed to be done about that.

She slid the last of the vodka down her throat, swirling her tongue around the ice slivers, and slicked her lips. A couple of sway-hipped dance steps and she was on the step behind him, deep in his personal space without him even noticing her. Between the step and her boots, she was pretty much the perfect height to bring her arm down over his shoulder, her nails finger-picking down the fishnet panel of his shirt, and pull him closer still when he startled.

"Hey there Trent." She purred into his ear, her smile widening as he relaxed a little, twisting around, but not pulling away. Warm firm-muscled pretty boy.

"Mal?" Half greeting half question, and she wasn't going to waste the moment listening when there was an unbroken sweep of pale neck and virgin unpierced ear just here if she ducked her head around the other side and licked, cat dabs, tasting salt and showergel.

He twisted again, and this time it just slid his hip under her hand and brought his lips into range, letting her lean in and lick again, teasing at the corner. Pretty, dusky pink lips, a dusting of glitter from her lipstick left catching the lights from the dance floor. The confusion was still all washy, and he didn't say anything, just raised one hand to her waist, and if it wasn't pulling her close it wasn't pushing her off either, which was practically an invitation for her to continue, see if she could turn confusion into something – primary colours.

A wink into wide uncertain eyes was all the warning he needed, and then the went for slow, steady pressure, tasting his lips, fingers in that short hair and scratching against his neck, letting her body twist and mould against him, and by the time he did put a bit of pressure behind his grip he was panting a little. His head was shaking, but he was smiling, all the way up to his eyes.

"Mal?"

Definitely a question this time, and she could feel the laughter fizzing inside like champagne and popping candy cocktails.

"Happy Friday, Trent" was all the explanation she was going to give before she let the beat pull her away, pirouetting past him to the dance floor, losing herself to laughter and swirling lights.

Comments

[tsuki-no-bara.livejournal.com]

good thing ru's off dancing, otherwise he'd be really fucking jealous. and kind of annoyed he never thought to do that himself.... :D and i love how mal thinks of trent in colors - watercolor turning into something a little more solid. and trent of course is just a sweetie, and i assume at some point he gets over the wistful wanting and smacks into the lustful having....

[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

And you know what Mal's reaction was to reading that? Something along the lines of 'you only had to say, Ru-baby - watch that sweet ass of yours next time you're out.'

*rolls eyes* Trust her to assume it's her he's jealous about. [Incidentally the question was 'has Trent ever kissed a girl' not 'kissed anyone']

Now-Trent is more than happy to make it up to Ru though - anytime, and thoroughly ;)

[He never did get way confident about picking up boys in clubs, and then he kinda went to shell shocked abundance alongside the lustful having]

[home-of-usher.livejournal.com]

*chuckles* that's a cute one. Allwas fun in confusion and pretty sweet surprises. Go Mal!

[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

Mal ducks a mock-curtesy and winks at you.

Thank you!

[thistle-dear.livejournal.com]

Bonnie: .....meheheh..heh...*passes out from the heat*

Ollie: *glare* Let's steal her kidneys and leave her in a tub full of ice in a seedy motel. >.

[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

*grins*

Thank you for that - 'twas fun.

[leathya.livejournal.com]

"pretty boys with watercolour emotions"
I like that... good story!

[ephemera-tales.livejournal.com]

Thank you ;)