Ana was really tired of hearing everyone talk about kissing. All that saliva.. tongues.. ew.. she didn't understand why everyone was so fascinated with it. Not that they were only fascinated with kissing. The majority of the people at school were also obsessed with sex.. the one thing on the planet that was probably more disgusting than kissing. If she thought saliva was gross, there were no words to describe how she felt about the various fluids sex produced.
At the same time, though, she was curious. Why was everyone so freaking obsessed with kissing? Was it really that great? It was lips and tongues. How could anything involving lips and tongues be so earth shattering that a girl would practically beg for someone, anyone, to make out with her during lunch?
It was these questions that led to her standing just outside of the Fitzpatrick home.
There was purpose behind her knock when she finally reached up and rapped on the door. She wanted to find out why everyone was so obsessed with kissing, and she knew who was going to help her.
"Hey!" she greeted brightly when Chandler answered the door. "Want to take a walk?"
It wasn't completely uncommon for her to just show up like this, but if he was paying attention, he could probably tell that she was up to something.
Chandler was mildly surprised when Ana just randomly showed up at his place. It wasn’t an unpleasant surprise at all, though. Chandler considered Ana one of his best friends and he was always happy to see her, as evidenced by the bright grin he greeted her with.
“Yes, definitely!" he agreed eagerly. He could just make out the beginnings of an argument in the other room and he thought being someplace that was else would be a wonderful idea.
If he’d been paying closer attention, he’d have definitely realized that Ana was up to something, but as it was, he was slightly preoccupied. That wasn’t unusual for Chandler when he was at home, though. His family was a little... well, being home wasn’t always a good thing. This was one of those occasions when he’d take any excuse to leave.
“I swear you’re psychic," he teased Ana as they closed the door behind them and started down the sidewalk. “Your timing was impeccable."
Ana grinned brightly when Chandler eagerly agreed to take a walk with her. She'd thought that he would have that sort of reaction, and she was happy to see that she'd been right.
Once they were out on the street, she bumped her shoulder playfully against his. They'd been friends for quite some time, but that didn't mean she wasn't a little nervous about what she was planning to do. Who could blame her for that, though? Kissing was.. She didn't know. That was the point. She was tired of not knowing.
"My everything is impeccable," she answered with a bright grin.
They walked in silence for a few moments before she cleared her throat. She'd been thinking about how she should bring up this whole kissing thing, and she'd decided that she should be as straightforward as possible.
"So.. I've been thinking.. this kissing thing.. I want to experience it. Everyone is talking about it. Actually, that's all they talk about.. well, that and the other things they do. I want to see what the big deal is. I'm tired of not knowing. So.. I'm going to kiss you."
Her heart was racing, but she didn't look nearly as nervous as she felt. There was a chance that he would try to talk her out of this, but she didn't plan to let him. Today was the day. She was going to have her first kiss whether he liked it or not.. or something.
Chandler chuckled softly at Ana’s response. He knew she wasn’t really that egotistical, but he enjoyed the banter between them. Ana was one of the few people Chandler felt truly comfortable with. There was very little he couldn’t share with Ana. Even just walking in silence with her made him feel completely at ease.
It was a good thing he wasn’t quite looking at her when she broached the subject of kissing. Ana was definitely a good looking girl, but she was also one of his best friends. To say that he was surprised was a bit of an understatement. He wasn’t quite sure how to react or what to say.
“You’re... you’re.. um... gonna kiss me?" he questioned, feeling completely stupid both for the question and the dumbfounded expression on his face. He wasn’t trying to talk her out of it - it wasn’t like he was opposed to kissing her - he was just a little.. confused.
"Yes," she answered without hesitation. "I'm going to kiss you.. with tongue.. and possibly a little groping.. I don't know, yet."
Ana wasn't exactly egotistical, but she was confident enough to believe that he would want to kiss her. Who wouldn't want to kiss her, after all? She was attractive. She was intelligent. From what she understood, most guys didn't even need intelligence as long as the girl had a nice rack, and she definitely had a nice rack.
"So.. are you ready? I can give you a few minutes to adjust if you aren't."
He probably thought she had lost her mind, but she didn't care. She wanted to kiss him, so she was going to do it.
"Uh... okay..."
It wasn’t that Chandler didn’t want to kiss Ana. He hadn’t really thought about it before, but she was gorgeous. Any guy in his right mind would love to kiss her and to be honest he was sort of surprised to learn that she hadn’t been kissed before.
He was still trying to process the fact that she wanted to kiss him, though. They’d been friends for a long time, but they’d never really talked about.. this.. before. Surely, he couldn’t be blamed for being a little confused.
Okay? Okay. Wait… did that mean he was ready, or did he need another minute to adjust? He'd never been especially talkative, but she found herself wishing that he would say something other than what he was saying.
"Does that mean.. you know what? Never mind."
Rather than waiting for something resembling a coherent response, she took him by the arm and pulled him to a stop. In her opinion, it was time for a little less talk and a lot more action. She wanted to see why everyone was obsessed with kissing, and he was the guy that was going to help her with this.
"I'm going to kiss you, now," she told him as she pulled him so that he was facing her.
A heartbeat later, she had lifted herself onto her toes and pressed her lips to his. At first, the kiss was nothing more than a firm peck, but she soon shifted her lips so that they were moving a little more gently against his. It wasn't a perfectly executed kiss, but she didn't think she was doing badly. At least, she hoped she wasn't.
Chandler honestly wasn’t sure what he was saying okay, too. He was... surprised.. confused. It wasn’t exactly every day he had this kind of conversation, after all.
“I... uh..." he was at a loss for what to say next when she started to question him, so it was just as well that she stopped and decided to just do it. Somehow, he managed to nod when she said she was going to kiss him, though a part of him was honestly terrified. What if he screwed this up, somehow?
He didn’t have more than a heartbeat to think about it, though, before he lips were on his and instinct took over. Chandler’s arms slipped automatically around her waist and he pulled her in closer as their lips met. That was nice, but a moment later, he found his lips partly slightly as they moved against hers.
No matter how weird it was to have his best friend suddenly inform him she was going to kiss him, this felt pretty damn good. He’d be an idiot to object.
A soft hum of approval built within her chest when his arms wrapped around her waist. Her hands shifted to his shoulders as he pulled her closer. A moment later, though, she'd wrapped her arms around his neck. His body was firm in all the places that hers was soft, and she found herself inching closer and closer.
Feeling his lips part, she brought her tongue forward and tentatively brushed it over the opening. He tasted.. a little salty. It was a pleasant flavor, though, and she hummed again.
This might have seemed a little weird when she'd first proposed the idea, but now, she was thinking that this had been the best idea she'd ever had. Why hadn't they done this before?
Ana’s announcement that she wanted to kiss him had caught Chandler by surprise, but that hardly mattered now. In fact, he was starting to wonder why he hadn’t come up with the idea. Kissing Ana was pretty damn awesome. More than awesome, actually.
He groaned softly as her tongue moved into his mouth and some instinct told him to bring his forward as well. Her flavor as his tongue brushed against hers was amazing. Better than amazing. It was indescribable.
As the kiss deepened, one of Chandlers hands moved up Ana’s side, brushing over her curves before sliding over her neck. A moment later, he was tangling his fingers in her hair and pulling her still closer, deepening the kiss further. Considering that he hadn’t even thought about doing this mere moments before, it was amazing how quickly he got lost in the embrace.
She gasped audibly when their tongues brushed together, and her hold on him tightened further. This felt.. he tasted.. it was incredible.. indescribable, really. She had two full languages at her disposal, and she couldn't think of a single word that came close to describing how this felt.
"Il dio mio," she breathed.
Her entire body covered in gooseflesh when his hands moved over her body and into her hair. This was.. Suddenly, she could understand why her classmates couldn't focus on anything else. Now that they'd started kissing, she found herself thinking that she never wanted to stop.
"Il dio mio, Chandler."
As she spoke, she tangled her fingers in the hair at the nape of his neck and pulled him further into the kiss. There was a chance that she was doing this all wrong, but she didn't care. It felt so good.
Chandler certainly didn’t think she was doing this all wrong. Or remotely wrong, really. In fact, he thought she was doing this perfectly. He couldn’t even imagine that kissing could be better than this. She tasted and felt amazing.
“Guh, Ana... guh," he groaned into the kiss. His hand tightened in her hair as the embrace deepened. This was what he’d been missing? Chandler wasn’t one of those boys who was obsessed with getting some action, but now that he’d experience this, he was very likely to change in that regard. This was... fucking unbelievable.
“Fuck," he groaned, gasping for breath as he pulled out of the kiss only to pull her into another deep kiss as soon as he’d filled his lungs with oxygen. Holy hell, this was good. Better than breathing, really. Oxygen felt highly overrated at the moment compared to kissing Ana.
Ana groaned softly when his fingers tightened in her hair. That felt.. guh. Did he know what he was doing to her? It was.. amazing.
"Il dio mio, Chandler," she chanted. "Il dio mio."
Her eyes rolled under their lids as her mouth began to pull a little more diligently at his. Any nervousness she'd been feeling faded, and she was able to focus only on how incredibly good he felt.
"Fuck, Chand.. fucking.. guh.."
She fought to catch her breath when he broke the kiss, but her effort was wasted when he pulled her lips back to his. They fell headlong into another deep, almost desperate, embrace.
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Sometime later, they were interrupted when a man bumped into them. They stumbled but remained on their feet.
"We should.. go somewhere," she suggested after glancing briefly at their surroundings. "Back to your house?"
Ana knew that his house wasn't an ideal location for this sort of thing, but they wouldn't get any privacy if they went back to hers. She had far too many nosy brothers and sisters for them to be left alone.
Chandler’s house wasn’t an idea location for.. existing, really, but that was easily forgotten in the heat of the moment. They couldn’t keep making out right here on the street and Chandler very much wanted to continue what they had just been doing.
He nodded his head very quickly before grabbing her hand and pulling her back toward his house. Without a word, he dragged her through the house as quickly and quietly as possible until they’d reached his bedroom. After closing and locking the door behind them, though he was pulling her into another deep kiss.
“Should’ve done this ages ago," he muttered as the arm around her waist pulled her flush against his frame. He nipped and pulled hungrily at her lips as his hand tangled once more in her hair. Fuck, she tasted good.
Once they'd made it back to his house, Ana moved quickly and quietly until they were locked in the safety of his room. She'd never been afraid of his family, but the last thing she wanted was for them to be caught and delayed.
As soon as the door was locked, Chandler pulled her into his arms and urged her into another deep kiss. She groaned her approval and wrapped her arms tightly around his frame. This was.. amazing.. better than amazing.
"Guh, Chand.." she moaned softly.
Suddenly, she could see why everyone was obsessed with this. It felt good. It felt better than good.. better than anything. Her entire body felt as if it was on fire.. or pulsing.. or something. It was just a kiss, but holy fuck.
"Il dio mio."
It was kind of ridiculous how quickly this had escalated into more than just a simple kiss. Chandler wasn’t even sure just how he knew what to do, but it seemed to come to him instinctively. It was as though he’d been born just to do this with her.
“Guh.. Ana..." he groaned. He kept trying to pull her closer, even though that was nearly impossible at the moment. “God, you’re so... fuck..." He didn’t even know what he was saying. He couldn’t seem to find the words to describe how good this felt.
The hand on her back slipped under her shirt, his hand pulled now at the bare skin of her back as he still tried to pull her closer. It wouldn’t have been possible to bring her close enough, even with her body pressed flush against hers, but that wasn’t stopping him from trying. |
