[meme] first kiss drabbles

[citycouncil]

Tag your characters into the post and respond to each other with either prompts for or drabbles about the first time they kissed. In the city or out the city, alternate universe (whether or not they've already kissed), total crack, utterly chaste or downright pornographic, current pairings or match-ups that would never happen — whatever suits your fancy, write it here.



This meme will be open all weekend, so write drabbles at your leisure!

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[lost_boy]

The moment I saw him, I knew Peter had taken him against his will. The boy standing in front of me wide eyed and frighted would have never come willingly and as I stared at him, took in the wild curls and the spatter of freckles across his wrinkled nose, I couldn't work out what game Peter was trying to play with him. It was a game, however, and I would have to work out the rules as soon as I could if I was to keep the boy safe.

His name was Eddie. He hated germs. He had asthma. And he worried far too much to ever be the sort of boy who wouldn't grow up. I loved him almost immediately, even though I didn't know it or understand it at first.

He was a test, I soon realized. Peter watched us closely as I helped Eddie first learn how live on the Island and then, later, as we met more carefully and I tried to come up with ways in which I could get him off the Island and back home where he belonged. It was clear Eddie wanted to leave, which tore at my heart, but he hesitated, too, and I could never tell if it was because he didn't want to leave me or if it because there was something at home that frightened him. Whatever it was, the hesitation drained from him when I touched his hand gently and whispered that I would come, too.

I don't remember how many years we spent trying to quietly find a way to escape. There was no way to track the time, not properly, but I know we both aged. Slower than we would have otherwise, but there was no denying we were growing up, and one day, Eddie turned to me and had to look up a little to meet my gaze.

He smiled, his nose wrinkling slightly, and I wanted to kiss each freckle on his skin.

"You're almost a man, Jamie," he said, then laughed.

"You are, too," I pointed out and I reached out to smooth my hands along his shoulders, which had broadened in recent months, grown wider and stronger with the work we did on the Island just to stay alive. My hands lingered on his shoulders, fingertips touching skin at the edges of his sleeves and he reached up suddenly as if to catch one of my hands. Instead he scratched his cheek awkwardly, fingernails rasping against a bit of fine hair that had begun to grow in recent weeks.

I was a coward, ultimately, but Eddie was not. When he seized me, he did it so suddenly and so ferociously that I realized he had perhaps been waiting for it as long as I had. His mouth crushed against mine and I stumbled, fell against a tree, then pulled him tighter against me. My foot went in a hole, deeper than I expected, and I fell out of the kiss, but when I looked down I couldn't speak.

This was it. It was the way out.

Eddie saw it, too, and he looked at me, his eyes glowing with excitement.

"Let's go, Jamie," he said. "Let's go now."

For the first time, I had something to return for and I took Eddie's hands, holding them tight, then began to lead him into the tunnel beneath the tree. The tunnel that would take us home. We were leaving the Island. We were going to finish growing up together.

[thetinydemon]

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