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seren_ccdTitle: Turn my Power Off
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Character/Pairing(s): Annie Edison/Jeff Winger
Rating: M, R, Adult
Word Count: 1,815
Warnings: sexual situations, language
Disclaimer: Not mine! Title comes from "I am Not a Robot! by Marina and the Diamonds.
Summary: “And your hands? Kinda? ‘Cause they’re so um, big?” she said her voice getting quiet. Then she smiled uneasily and asked, “So! What turns you on?”
A/N: This is answeringavaritia_90's prompt asking for Maybe a insight to Annie and Jeff's kinks (well, we already know one of Jeff's now don't we?) It doesn't have to be like S&M, more like Annie has a thing for his hands or he likes that she's short. And this happened. I haven't written anything this long in months, so. Yeah. *face palm*
Annie sat on the bench just outside the cafeteria looking up into the sky. The Annual (but not really as this was the first year they’d actually held this particular dance) Pre-Spring Awakening Dance was in full swing and she could hear the music from her seat.
With a sigh, she crossed her legs and tugged at her skirt, still looking up. She couldn’t quite see any stars, instead there were several thick clouds calmly moving in front of the not-quite full moon.
Was it waning or waxing? Annie tilted her head. She should know this.
“Hey.”
A familiar dry voice came from right behind her. Her head fell back and Jeff’s upside down face came into view.
“Is Troy still attempting to start a mosh pit?” she asked.
“Sadly yes. And now he’s got Pierce in on it.” Jeff shook his head. “It’s almost as if the man wants to break his legs. Again.”
Annie smiled and returned her gaze to the sky.
She heard Jeff walk around and sit down next to her on the bench. His thigh brushed up against hers, but he didn’t move it. So she didn’t either.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Looking at the sky.”
There was silence as Jeff looked up. Then he said, “Okay, I’ll bite. Why?”
Annie shrugged. “It’s nice. Peaceful. I can’t exactly see it from my apartment because of all the streetlights and um, neon.”
Jeff looked over at her. “You do realize that you live above a sex shop?”
“Yes, Jeff,” she said rolling her eyes. “I’m very aware that I live above a sex shop. It’s hard to ignore the 3 am specials. This morning’s was all about a phone line dedicated to finding out what really turns you on.”
“What turns you on?” he asked absently still staring at the sky.
Annie’s head turned so fast to look at him she got dizzy. He seemed to realize what he’d just said, because his eyes widened and he looked at her with that panicky look on his face that usually heralded him blinking a lot and then walking away quickly with his shoulders all hunched up.
“Ummm,” Jeff said, his eyes darting around. “Ahh.”
“Your voice!” she blurted out. “Your voice turns me on.”
Jeff’s eyes got even wider.
“And your hands? Kinda? ‘Cause they’re so um, big?” she said her voice getting quiet. Then she smiled uneasily and asked, “So! What turns you on?”
Jeff’s mouth opened and closed as he did a remarkable impression of a goldfish. Annie could feel herself shrinking in and wincing. Finally he blinked, shook and cleared his throat. He took a deep breath and gave her a stern look.
“Annie,” his voice was low and determined.
She shivered at the sound of it. She’d felt the shiver coming and had been powerless to stop it, so yeah. She shivered. And bit her lip.
The stern look left Jeff’s face and a slack look of, was that lust? Annie really needed to do more research on facial cues. Tim Roth was very gifted, but Lie to Me episodes only went so far. But, she thought it was lust on his face.
“I can’t help it,” she said softly. Jeff continued to stare at her, the warmth of his thigh burning next to hers.
“Crap,” he said just as softly. “Neither can I.”
Then his hands were cupping her face and he was kissing her. She made a little sound of surprise and that only seemed to spur him on. He deepened the kiss, running his tongue across her lower lip. Annie opened for him instantly, her hands reaching up to cover his, her fingers sliding along the lengths of his fingers, across the backs of his hands to his wrists, which she encircled with her hands.
He pulled back just enough to say, “You taste amazing and I can’t believe how good you feel.”
Annie moaned. Which startled her. She’d never thought of herself as a moaner, per se, so her eyes opened and met Jeff’s gaze. And his smirk.
“You said you liked my voice, Annie,” he said, one of his hands sliding from her cheek to her neck, where it lightly massaged the pulse. She swallowed hard and he continued. “How far do you want this to go?”
She took a shuddery breath. “I don’t...I don’t know?”
He nodded. “Okay. Okay.”
“Can you just, umm, kiss me again?” she asked.
“Oh, I can definitely do that,” he said giving her a proper smile with no trace of a smirk in sight. Then he leaned in and his mouth covered hers once more. She eagerly returned the kiss and this time, it was her tongue tracing the seam of his lips which opened and she found herself feeling dizzy as the kiss became fierce and heated. His hands started to roam her shoulders and she let go of his wrists to cup his face. His end of the day stubble grazed her palm and she felt like she was heating up from the inside and she couldn’t get enough of some elusive more that had invaded her body.
She uncrossed her legs and moved closer to him, without thinking he pulled her onto his lap in one fluid movement. Her legs fell to either side of his hips and her head fell back as she tried to catch her breath.
Jeff’s mouth moved down the length of her throat and he’s saying things into her skin that she only caught snatches of. Stuff like “God, so good, so smooth. Annie. Fuck. I’m going to hell and I don’t care. You feel so good.”
It made her feel powerful and her hands went to the back of his head, threading into his hair. She could see the moon out of the corner of her eye.
It’s a waxing moon, she thought distantly. Because it’s getting bigger. I knew I knew that.
Jeff sucked at a spot on her neck and she let out another of those moans and had the urge to giggle. She also realized that her hips had started to move.
Annie froze. Jeff stopped and looked up. His lips were swollen and his hair was in all directions thanks to her hands and he looked like he was about to apologize.
But, she didn’t want that. She wanted more. So she slowly moved her hips against his.
He moaned. Annie smiled smugly. Well, it was nice to know that that whole moaning thing was contagious.
Jeff caught sight of her smile and his eyes narrowed. His hands slid down her sides to cup her hips and he deliberately pulled her closer. She gasped at the unmistakable feel of him, his you know, underneath her.
He smirked. “Want more?” he asked.
“Ye-es,” she said uncertainly. He gave her a look. She lifted her chin and put on her resolved face. “Yes. I want more, Jeff.”
“Thank God,” he said in relief, his smirk disappearing right before he kissed her. His hands guided her into a rocking, rolling-like rhythm and she quickly adjusted to it. She continued to run her hands over his hair, his face, his chest. When he jumped as her fingers grazed one of his nipples, she smiled into the kiss and did it again. He groaned while she continued to tease him and pulled her hips even harder down onto his.
“You’re evil,” he said into her mouth. “Pure, unadulterated, grade A evil.”
“We already knew that,” she said in between gasps. “We proved that last year.”
“Yeah, but, fuck, Annie,” he said. “It’s one thing to know it. It’s another thing to feel it. To have it grinding on your lap and realize that it tastes like peach ice cream.”
Annie didn’t respond. Her breaths started to get shorter and that indecipherable more was building into something massive. Something that was sending sparks throughout her body and making her breasts tingle.
“Jeff?” she said, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
“It’s okay, Annie,” he said one hand on her hips, the other cradling her face. “That’s it. Come on, that’s it. You’re so incredible right now. So incredible and I’m still going to hell and I still don’t care. Come on, come on, that’s it.”
Annie closed her eyes and focused on the feeling that was starting to explode where her hips met his and maybe if she moved just so, she could find...
She’d been wrong earlier. You could see the stars in the sky and the clouds all burst overhead and her knees trembled and her throat felt dry because her gasp was so deep and her lungs felt empty and it felt like pins and needles, but happy pins and needles rushing through her veins.
When she finally opened her eyes, she discovered that her forehead was resting against Jeff’s and he had the most glazed look on his face.
“Wow,” seemed to be all he could manage.
“I concur,” she said.
She could still feel him underneath her and she bit her lip and looked at him questioningly.
“Oh, don’t worry about it,” he said tightly. “I’ll, ah, take care of it.”
“Well, um, I could, maybe, um, help?” she offered.
“Ann-ie,” he said, a small whine coming into his voice. “You’ve really got to stop saying stuff like that.”
“Why?” she asked. “It’s worked all right for me so far tonight.”
He gave her a half-hearted glare and she smiled brightly. She leaned in and kissed his nose. Then she sprang to her feet, loving the dizzy sensation as the blood rushed from her head. She grabbed his hand.
“Come on,” she said. “I’m a firm believer in returning favors.”
Jeff looked at her and then at her hand holding his. Annie deflated.
“Unless, unless you don’t want me to. Or, um…” She frowned and then glared. “You know what? Too bad. If you don’t want me too, it’s just too darn bad. I’m not going to ignore what just happened and neither are you! You are going to stand up and take me home, where you are going to come upstairs and I am going to --” her speech faltered slightly, but she straightened her shoulders and continued -- “I’m going to return the favor and there’s nothing you can do or say to change my mind. So there.”
A smile slowly spread across Jeff’s face. “You know, you asked me earlier what turned me on?”
“Ye-es?” she said.
“Resolved, determined Annie turns me on,” he said shrugging helplessly as she blinked at him. “What can I say? It’s hot.”
He pushed himself to his feet and towered over her. She continued to stare at him. With a gentle tug of his hand, he pulled her closer and kissed her.
“I parked in the faculty parking lot. My car’s this way.”
Author:
seren_ccdCharacter/Pairing(s): Annie Edison/Jeff Winger
Rating: M, R, Adult
Word Count: 1,815
Warnings: sexual situations, language
Disclaimer: Not mine! Title comes from "I am Not a Robot! by Marina and the Diamonds.
Summary: “And your hands? Kinda? ‘Cause they’re so um, big?” she said her voice getting quiet. Then she smiled uneasily and asked, “So! What turns you on?”
A/N: This is answering
avaritia_90's prompt asking for Maybe a insight to Annie and Jeff's kinks (well, we already know one of Jeff's now don't we?) It doesn't have to be like S&M, more like Annie has a thing for his hands or he likes that she's short. And this happened. I haven't written anything this long in months, so. Yeah. *face palm* Annie sat on the bench just outside the cafeteria looking up into the sky. The Annual (but not really as this was the first year they’d actually held this particular dance) Pre-Spring Awakening Dance was in full swing and she could hear the music from her seat.
With a sigh, she crossed her legs and tugged at her skirt, still looking up. She couldn’t quite see any stars, instead there were several thick clouds calmly moving in front of the not-quite full moon.
Was it waning or waxing? Annie tilted her head. She should know this.
“Hey.”
A familiar dry voice came from right behind her. Her head fell back and Jeff’s upside down face came into view.
“Is Troy still attempting to start a mosh pit?” she asked.
“Sadly yes. And now he’s got Pierce in on it.” Jeff shook his head. “It’s almost as if the man wants to break his legs. Again.”
Annie smiled and returned her gaze to the sky.
She heard Jeff walk around and sit down next to her on the bench. His thigh brushed up against hers, but he didn’t move it. So she didn’t either.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“Looking at the sky.”
There was silence as Jeff looked up. Then he said, “Okay, I’ll bite. Why?”
Annie shrugged. “It’s nice. Peaceful. I can’t exactly see it from my apartment because of all the streetlights and um, neon.”
Jeff looked over at her. “You do realize that you live above a sex shop?”
“Yes, Jeff,” she said rolling her eyes. “I’m very aware that I live above a sex shop. It’s hard to ignore the 3 am specials. This morning’s was all about a phone line dedicated to finding out what really turns you on.”
“What turns you on?” he asked absently still staring at the sky.
Annie’s head turned so fast to look at him she got dizzy. He seemed to realize what he’d just said, because his eyes widened and he looked at her with that panicky look on his face that usually heralded him blinking a lot and then walking away quickly with his shoulders all hunched up.
“Ummm,” Jeff said, his eyes darting around. “Ahh.”
“Your voice!” she blurted out. “Your voice turns me on.”
Jeff’s eyes got even wider.
“And your hands? Kinda? ‘Cause they’re so um, big?” she said her voice getting quiet. Then she smiled uneasily and asked, “So! What turns you on?”
Jeff’s mouth opened and closed as he did a remarkable impression of a goldfish. Annie could feel herself shrinking in and wincing. Finally he blinked, shook and cleared his throat. He took a deep breath and gave her a stern look.
“Annie,” his voice was low and determined.
She shivered at the sound of it. She’d felt the shiver coming and had been powerless to stop it, so yeah. She shivered. And bit her lip.
The stern look left Jeff’s face and a slack look of, was that lust? Annie really needed to do more research on facial cues. Tim Roth was very gifted, but Lie to Me episodes only went so far. But, she thought it was lust on his face.
“I can’t help it,” she said softly. Jeff continued to stare at her, the warmth of his thigh burning next to hers.
“Crap,” he said just as softly. “Neither can I.”
Then his hands were cupping her face and he was kissing her. She made a little sound of surprise and that only seemed to spur him on. He deepened the kiss, running his tongue across her lower lip. Annie opened for him instantly, her hands reaching up to cover his, her fingers sliding along the lengths of his fingers, across the backs of his hands to his wrists, which she encircled with her hands.
He pulled back just enough to say, “You taste amazing and I can’t believe how good you feel.”
Annie moaned. Which startled her. She’d never thought of herself as a moaner, per se, so her eyes opened and met Jeff’s gaze. And his smirk.
“You said you liked my voice, Annie,” he said, one of his hands sliding from her cheek to her neck, where it lightly massaged the pulse. She swallowed hard and he continued. “How far do you want this to go?”
She took a shuddery breath. “I don’t...I don’t know?”
He nodded. “Okay. Okay.”
“Can you just, umm, kiss me again?” she asked.
“Oh, I can definitely do that,” he said giving her a proper smile with no trace of a smirk in sight. Then he leaned in and his mouth covered hers once more. She eagerly returned the kiss and this time, it was her tongue tracing the seam of his lips which opened and she found herself feeling dizzy as the kiss became fierce and heated. His hands started to roam her shoulders and she let go of his wrists to cup his face. His end of the day stubble grazed her palm and she felt like she was heating up from the inside and she couldn’t get enough of some elusive more that had invaded her body.
She uncrossed her legs and moved closer to him, without thinking he pulled her onto his lap in one fluid movement. Her legs fell to either side of his hips and her head fell back as she tried to catch her breath.
Jeff’s mouth moved down the length of her throat and he’s saying things into her skin that she only caught snatches of. Stuff like “God, so good, so smooth. Annie. Fuck. I’m going to hell and I don’t care. You feel so good.”
It made her feel powerful and her hands went to the back of his head, threading into his hair. She could see the moon out of the corner of her eye.
It’s a waxing moon, she thought distantly. Because it’s getting bigger. I knew I knew that.
Jeff sucked at a spot on her neck and she let out another of those moans and had the urge to giggle. She also realized that her hips had started to move.
Annie froze. Jeff stopped and looked up. His lips were swollen and his hair was in all directions thanks to her hands and he looked like he was about to apologize.
But, she didn’t want that. She wanted more. So she slowly moved her hips against his.
He moaned. Annie smiled smugly. Well, it was nice to know that that whole moaning thing was contagious.
Jeff caught sight of her smile and his eyes narrowed. His hands slid down her sides to cup her hips and he deliberately pulled her closer. She gasped at the unmistakable feel of him, his you know, underneath her.
He smirked. “Want more?” he asked.
“Ye-es,” she said uncertainly. He gave her a look. She lifted her chin and put on her resolved face. “Yes. I want more, Jeff.”
“Thank God,” he said in relief, his smirk disappearing right before he kissed her. His hands guided her into a rocking, rolling-like rhythm and she quickly adjusted to it. She continued to run her hands over his hair, his face, his chest. When he jumped as her fingers grazed one of his nipples, she smiled into the kiss and did it again. He groaned while she continued to tease him and pulled her hips even harder down onto his.
“You’re evil,” he said into her mouth. “Pure, unadulterated, grade A evil.”
“We already knew that,” she said in between gasps. “We proved that last year.”
“Yeah, but, fuck, Annie,” he said. “It’s one thing to know it. It’s another thing to feel it. To have it grinding on your lap and realize that it tastes like peach ice cream.”
Annie didn’t respond. Her breaths started to get shorter and that indecipherable more was building into something massive. Something that was sending sparks throughout her body and making her breasts tingle.
“Jeff?” she said, her hands clutching at his shoulders.
“It’s okay, Annie,” he said one hand on her hips, the other cradling her face. “That’s it. Come on, that’s it. You’re so incredible right now. So incredible and I’m still going to hell and I still don’t care. Come on, come on, that’s it.”
Annie closed her eyes and focused on the feeling that was starting to explode where her hips met his and maybe if she moved just so, she could find...
She’d been wrong earlier. You could see the stars in the sky and the clouds all burst overhead and her knees trembled and her throat felt dry because her gasp was so deep and her lungs felt empty and it felt like pins and needles, but happy pins and needles rushing through her veins.
When she finally opened her eyes, she discovered that her forehead was resting against Jeff’s and he had the most glazed look on his face.
“Wow,” seemed to be all he could manage.
“I concur,” she said.
She could still feel him underneath her and she bit her lip and looked at him questioningly.
“Oh, don’t worry about it,” he said tightly. “I’ll, ah, take care of it.”
“Well, um, I could, maybe, um, help?” she offered.
“Ann-ie,” he said, a small whine coming into his voice. “You’ve really got to stop saying stuff like that.”
“Why?” she asked. “It’s worked all right for me so far tonight.”
He gave her a half-hearted glare and she smiled brightly. She leaned in and kissed his nose. Then she sprang to her feet, loving the dizzy sensation as the blood rushed from her head. She grabbed his hand.
“Come on,” she said. “I’m a firm believer in returning favors.”
Jeff looked at her and then at her hand holding his. Annie deflated.
“Unless, unless you don’t want me to. Or, um…” She frowned and then glared. “You know what? Too bad. If you don’t want me too, it’s just too darn bad. I’m not going to ignore what just happened and neither are you! You are going to stand up and take me home, where you are going to come upstairs and I am going to --” her speech faltered slightly, but she straightened her shoulders and continued -- “I’m going to return the favor and there’s nothing you can do or say to change my mind. So there.”
A smile slowly spread across Jeff’s face. “You know, you asked me earlier what turned me on?”
“Ye-es?” she said.
“Resolved, determined Annie turns me on,” he said shrugging helplessly as she blinked at him. “What can I say? It’s hot.”
He pushed himself to his feet and towered over her. She continued to stare at him. With a gentle tug of his hand, he pulled her closer and kissed her.
“I parked in the faculty parking lot. My car’s this way.”
