Drabble #21
#21
Dedicated: To witheveryspark for writing Greta/Tom and warmingweather for writing Greta/everyone, well, not everyone, but a large selection of people. They were my first introductions to Greta as girl porn (with no exclamation point or anything!).
Pairing: Greta/Jon
Greta never really thought about Jon being anything more than a friend until... well, until he was stood naked in front of her. And it wasn't even anything to do with sex.
She was sitting in his hotel room, talking to Ryan on the bed when he announced that he had 'forgot his towel'. Greta hadn't realised that he wasn't going to have any clothes on when he came to get it. She did however took notice that he blushed with his whole body, and well, of course she looked.
When she finally tore her eyes away from his retreating backside, she noticed that Ryan had in fact closed his eyes. She leant across and hit him, for not telling her. But he just laughed and asked if she had 'seen what she wanted to'.
She had left before Jon had come out of shower and had thrown herself down on her bed.
From then on, she couldn't stop thinking about Jon. Him naked, at the end of her bed. Him standing, pressed against a wall, with her on her knees. Him on his knees, one of her legs over his shoulder.
She couldn't stop. The boys had even asked what was going on with her, and why she was spending so much time on the Panic bus. She had blushed and not gone back for two days. It was Ryan that had caught her staring.
"You know him and Cassie are on a break?" Greta head flew up, so her eyes met Ryan's. Her eyebrows were furrowed, she could tell. "They had an argument about him being away, and well, he's looking at rebounds right now." She nodded, smiling a little and left to get ready for her set.
After the show, she found Jon smoking outside Panic's bus alone and immediately walked up to him. He greeted her, but instead of saying anything back, she pushed herself against him, grinning.
He dropped his cigarette and leant down to kiss her. Greta could deal with him still having a girlfriend if he kissed like this all the time.
A/N: So, very busy. Getting ready to go look after the kids. Well be back later to post this EVERYWHERE!
Dedicated: To witheveryspark for writing Greta/Tom and warmingweather for writing Greta/everyone, well, not everyone, but a large selection of people. They were my first introductions to Greta as girl porn (with no exclamation point or anything!).
Pairing: Greta/Jon
Greta never really thought about Jon being anything more than a friend until... well, until he was stood naked in front of her. And it wasn't even anything to do with sex.
She was sitting in his hotel room, talking to Ryan on the bed when he announced that he had 'forgot his towel'. Greta hadn't realised that he wasn't going to have any clothes on when he came to get it. She did however took notice that he blushed with his whole body, and well, of course she looked.
When she finally tore her eyes away from his retreating backside, she noticed that Ryan had in fact closed his eyes. She leant across and hit him, for not telling her. But he just laughed and asked if she had 'seen what she wanted to'.
She had left before Jon had come out of shower and had thrown herself down on her bed.
From then on, she couldn't stop thinking about Jon. Him naked, at the end of her bed. Him standing, pressed against a wall, with her on her knees. Him on his knees, one of her legs over his shoulder.
She couldn't stop. The boys had even asked what was going on with her, and why she was spending so much time on the Panic bus. She had blushed and not gone back for two days. It was Ryan that had caught her staring.
"You know him and Cassie are on a break?" Greta head flew up, so her eyes met Ryan's. Her eyebrows were furrowed, she could tell. "They had an argument about him being away, and well, he's looking at rebounds right now." She nodded, smiling a little and left to get ready for her set.
After the show, she found Jon smoking outside Panic's bus alone and immediately walked up to him. He greeted her, but instead of saying anything back, she pushed herself against him, grinning.
He dropped his cigarette and leant down to kiss her. Greta could deal with him still having a girlfriend if he kissed like this all the time.
A/N: So, very busy. Getting ready to go look after the kids. Well be back later to post this EVERYWHERE!