Best Kiss
• Friends - Ambrosia
• Don't know why: Shoot the moon - Smashing Adri
• The China trilogy - Laila
• Pandora's Box - Magical Rhiannon

[Edited to add:] Let me remind you of the rule to stay UNDER 600 words!


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Friends by Ambrosia


Walking over to the large, portable water cooler Julie had in the corner, Shye began filling her glass. That was when it happened. The glass was full, and Shye tried to push the dispensing handle back up. However, it wouldn’t budge. Water kept pouring out all over the floor.

“Son of a bitch,” Shye exclaimed, as she desperately fiddled with the handle. Still, it wouldn’t move, and water was steadily flowing. Not quite knowing what to do, Shye ran and grabbed some pots to catch the water, as she continued to try and turn it off.

Unfortunately, it was very broken, and to make matters worse, the cooler had been almost completely full. Water was getting everywhere, as Shye sloshed back and forth trying to get containers to catch it in. It was at this moment that Billy walked in to see what was going on.
“What did you do?” he exclaimed.
“I don’t know,” Shye screeched with wide eyes. So, Billy joined her, slipping and sliding across the kitchen floor desperately trying to end the water flow.
“We’re almost out of pots,” Shye announced nervously.
“Well, just get bowls now,” Billy advised, eyeing the amount of water left in the cooler.

The two rushed back and forth, and, in their haste, slammed right into one another. Shye’s feet slipped out from under her on the wet floor, and she landed smack dab on her bottom. As Shye felt the water soak through her clothes, she surveyed the kitchen. It was honestly the most ridiculous situation she had ever been in, and at that moment she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

“This is so stupid,” Shye squealed, as she laughed on hysterically. A slow smile appeared on Billy’s face, soon to be followed by some serious laughter. He sank down and joined Shye on the floor, as they both continued to giggle over the ignorance of what had just happened.

“Once again, this could only happen to you, Shye,” Billy managed to gasp out.
“The Black Cloud!” Shye bellowed, as she continued to chuckle. As they continued to sit there and laugh, Shye realized how amazing it felt just to have a silly, carefree moment with Billy. She had missed him so much. Turning to look at him, Shye smiled. Billy grinned back at her stupidly in a quintessential Pippin expression.

This only made Shye laugh all the more, causing her to be totally unprepared for what happened next. In less than a second, Billy moved in on her, and before she even knew what was going on, his lips were on her own. Shye felt her body stiffen in surprise at the long-missed contact. As his hand gripped the back of Shye’s neck, Billy’s mouth gently molded against her own, coaxing her to respond. The only thought in Shye’s mind was how amazing his kisses felt, and she couldn’t hold back. Shye launched herself forward in his arms, her fingers moving up to rake through his hair.

Billy moaned as he felt Shye’s tongue creep into his mouth, in that tantalizing, teasing way she had. He roughly kissed her back, jerking her body onto his lap, trying to get her as close as possible. His hands moved from her face, to her arms, and then to her back. Billy hugged her tightly, as he felt the rapid beat of her heart in her chest. It seemed to him as though her body was just melting into his own. It was such a wonderful feeling to be holding her again.

YAYYYYYYYY!!

My fic is nominated! Oky :D here I go. Hope you all like this.


Viggo took her by her hips and made her turn on her feet, now standing in front of him, looking at him straight in to his eyes, silvery blue and deep enough to drown on them. His intoxicating cologne and the irresistible desire of touching his face, his features that now seemed perfect. Her hands responded to her unconscious state of mind by the big impression that he caused on her, she started to touch his face, slowly, feeling every inch of skin. His facial hair felt so nice under her palm, tickles and a strange shiver ran though her spine as she could not take her eyes away from his, they got stuck on her. In an instant she wished something, she wanted him to kiss her and feel those lips that told her she was the one he was seeing, those lips that she wanted to see and hear saying he needed her just as bad as she needed him in that moment.

Her hands went down quickly to his neck and with a fast movement she pulled his face towards hers as she was aching to feel him kissing her, soothing her, just as he was doing moments ago, but this time more intense and close. Viggo was impressed by her reaction, finally after being trying to discover the hidden woman behind the cover of cold and arrogant person he found in Claire a fascinating person who never ceased to amaze him. And as if he could read her mind he knew he had to kiss her, but not like he always did with another women, this time had to be different. This time had to be more passionate and dedicated to her, giving a good and pleasing fist impression, making her ache for more.

Viggo felt how her lips kissed his, slowly and smoothly, like silk to his skin. The sweet flavour of the strawberry lipstick she was using was alluring and made him want to bite her, devour her lips. She could feel how he returned the sweet kiss with a more passionate one, his tongue starting to look for access to her mouth, as he bit and soothed her lips, teasing her. His hands placed on her waist as hers kept his face close to hers, maintaining the kiss for longer. Finally she agreed to let the kiss go further and she gave him access to her mouth, his tongue started to fuck her slowly and almost lazily, like trying to explore each corner of it.

'So this is how artists kiss…' she thought as she felt it totally different from the other kisses she received in her life, it was original, it was lusty but at the same time caring and innocent, it was a kiss that more than desire, showed deeper emotions: joy, need, patience and finally the reward for years of unconscious wait, the wait for the sudden and at the same time the unwanted, because both knew that what they were feeling was not allowed for them, it wasn't proper of them, it was a forbidden gift for both. Even knowing that, they kept on kissing, it was like a whole new drug, addictive and astounding.

Claire felt how she was missing the air but at the same time could not imagine an instant without his lips again and kept the kiss for longer, waiting for something more, something that was growing inside her since he first touched her, since he first kissed and soothed her. A primal moan rose from her throat as she felt how his tongue played with hers, in a funny but orgiastic way, making her feel how soft and delicate it was. Another need rose from her mind and her nerves, her body was aching for something else, a simple kiss wasn't enough in that moment, the desire for skin and contact was pushing her to the edge of lust, edge that Viggo crossed since he first touched her.

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