Hello! I haven't died! My life has been just so crazy, and I have the worst writers block ever. Even though I know exactly what is going to happen. So you get this one-shot, I hope it gets my creative juices flowing. #Ithinkpart ofmyproblem isthatIwantto putsmutineverything-_-

WARNING: This is rated a high T, borderline M. (It probably should be M but then no one would see it…) I need to get it out of my system.

disclaimer: 'Tis not belonging to me sadly.

More Than Just a Laugh

saturday july 30th ...still

five minutes later

Dave the Laugh is still snogging me. Quite enthusiastically might I add. Mmm..how is he so good at it? I was not lying before when I told Rosie he was my best snog ever.

No, no, no Georgia! What are you thinking? You have a boyfriend...possibly. And he is Italian, and a Luuurve God! You must stop this!

two seconds later

Oof, Dave just pushed me up against a tree. He has one hand on my waist and the other is beside my head on the tree. My arms have ended up around his neck. I wonder if he is going to...

Then he did lip nibbling! Like I was just thinking! It made me sorta moan.

Crappp! Stop this, stop it now! Dave, Dave the Laugh does not make you moan, Gee! He is just a matey-mate.

I finally got control of my lips and pulled back. "Dave I-" Apparently he didn't like that I stopped so he latched onto my neck. "...nnng." Oh god that feels good.

After a bit he pulled back and looked me in the eye, ohhh I have just gone fully jelloid! Then he sort of whispered, "Yeah, Sex Kitty?"

I just started up at him, panting a little. Why am I panting? And WHY did I just run my hands down Dave's chest? Bad Georgia! Tell him that this is not okay!

"I don't think this is a very good idea..." I said really quietly. I could push him away, but...

Dave smirked and raised an eyebrow. "Why not? I think it is a very good idea." Then he leaned in and kissed me really softly on the lips, and then across my cheek to my ear and then down my neck.

"Well," I let out a shaky breath. "I h-have..." Lord Sandra I can barley speak! Dave is kissing all over my neck. "I have a boyfriend.." Is what I managed to breath out. He just kept on kissing. "And you..." Do not moan again, Georgia, do not! "You have...Em...Em..Em-ahhh!" He just bit my collar bone! Not like as in ow, but as in phwoar. And in my attempts to not moan, I made a high pitched squeaky noise.

Dave ran the hand on my waist up my side and put it opposite the other on the tree, then he looked up at me really intensely and said, "...And so what?"

I stared at him for a minute. A little voice in the back of my head was shouting, 'So what? We're cheating! We are supposed to be friends. Friends do not snog like this, David!' My mouth said, "So..." I exhaled really loudly and shook my head, stuff the voice. "I have no idea."

Dave grinned, "I thought so." Then he crushed his lips onto mine.

ten minutes later

Things are getting quite heated, we've got all the 6's going on and a bit of number seven.

It's weird, I've never really given in to a snog with Dave before. It had always been 'accidental' I had never actually agreed to it before. I don't know why I haven't, its bloody marvy, the boy is more than just a laugh. I'm just letting myself feel things, and there are lots of things to feel. Oo-er (And for once, it is very oo-er worthy).

One of Dave's hands has wondered up my shirt, he's rubbing it up and down my side; hip to just below my bra. He has also pressed up quite closely to me, like I'm pinned to the tree by his body.

Currently we're at 6 ¾, Dave is nuzzling my neck, shoulders, and even the parts of my nungas that are exposed. I am going to have so many love bites. And I don't even care. In fact I quite enjoy it.

I'm not being useless jelloid girl either. I also have my hands up Dave's shirt rubbing his back...I even let one drift onto his bottom for a second. I am such a minx!

ten seconds later

Back to number 6. I never noticed before but Dave does varying pressure, like he'll kiss me really hard with his tongue in my mouth, then he'll pull it back and we'll go to his mouth.

Hmm..the way we're standing is getting uncomfortable. My legs feel funny, and this will sound bad but-we're just not close enough.

I picked my right leg up and put it around Dave's legs. He sort of groaned in my mouth and then grabbed under my knee and brought my leg up around his hips.

one second later

Oooh, so much better. I had to move my hands back up around his neck though, but it makes everything so much more…intense. I can sorta feel Dave's trouser snake through his jeans… Plus I can hold onto his head and pull him-ohmygiddygod! Ohmygiddygodddd!

Dave and I pulled away slightly and we both moaned.

Dave had shifted his hips just a bit, pushing closer to me and…well…something.. hard..pushed against me.

Breathing really hard Dave said, "I'm sorry...Georgia, I-I didn't…" He gave up on speaking and pulled his hips away from mine. Does he think…

I ran my hands through his hair and tightened my leg around him, pulling his hips back to mine. Looking up through my eyelashes I said, "I never said stop."

Dave's eyes widened. Then he growled, and I do mean growled, "I hope you don't regret saying that Kittykat." And as he captured my lips for another kiss, he ground his hips onto mine.

Slightly caught off guard I gasped, but Dave didn't stop kissing me. I can't catch my breath. He pressed against me again and again, causing a feeling anything but unwelcome to build up in my lower stomach. I guess what I said to him had a big effect, a ticket to do whatever the bell he wanted in his mind. One of his hands migrated to my chest and started not squeezing or rubbing, more like...an in-between, groping.

I am a useless jelloid girl, I might as well just be a puddle. If Dave let go of me I'd fall into a heap on the ground.

one minute later

Oh, this is going somewhere, it most definitely is going somewhere. I fell like something big is going to happen...or I might just die from all of this. It is somuch.

At some point in the last minute I managed to pull back, but Dave just went for my neck again. The boy has no mercy! I got my revenge though, I pulled my leg tighter and started pressing my hips back. It made him groan really loud (me too, but that is beside the point). Straight after we went back to snogging.

This is really quite bad if you think about it. What number would it be? Deffo up to seven...but would this be counted as nine? Or even more? I mean if we didn't have any clothes on…

Oh god. My head fell back and I moaned, some long unintelligible sound. "Dave." I gasped holding on to him tighter, I feel like I'm going to fall apart.

His hands fell from my nungas and he grabbed onto my waist. After ramming into my hips three more times, he stayed pushing against me as his head fell on my shoulder with a long loud groan.

two seconds later

...Why did he stop? I tried to start up the...grinding again but he wouldn't respond, and there was..nothing there.

"Dave?" I asked quietly, it came out like a whimper.

He exhaled and put his hands back on the tree before looking at me, totally dazed.

I stared at him. "Dave I…" I pushed against him again and then whimpered again when nothing happened. What is going on? Why am I whimpering?

His eyes widened. "Oh, Gee!" He pulled me closer to him. "I'm sorry I-" He closed his eyes and scrunched up his face. Ughh, why is he not doing something? I am so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm on fire! With the whimpering again! Oh my lord!

Finally he opened his eyes. Then he pulled me in for a lingering kiss. "I can take care of it for you…" His left hand dropped from the tree and he moved it so it was slightly under my skirt. He raised an eyebrow, questioning me.

Do I want him to take care of it for me? It would make this horrible uncomfortableness go away...and it would very likely feel amazing, even better than before. But it would be actual number nine, with Dave the Laugh...who is rubbing my thigh.

I let out a lazy moan. Screw it.

one second later

"Okay." I breathed.

Dave smiled and kissed me again, number five. He slowly brought his hand up until it was resting between my legs on my knickers. When it landed there my breathing hitched and then sped up. My lips froze.

"Are you okay Kittykat?"

I opened my mouth but couldn't make any sound come out, so I settled for a nod. Then I closed my eyes and put my head on the tree waiting for something to happen.

Hahaha I am evil. Sorry it's short, yet if I continue then I can't post this as T...I'm pushing it now. But I've read worse things that are detailed, under a T rating… Yet if people want, I'll continue it. I have an entire story in my head to go with this. It will be M rated though, and in the Georgia Nicholson series, that section isn't too popular… So I'd love feedback. Of any kind. Even if you want to kill me. ;)

Luuurve,

Chaela