General Musings of A Kleptomaniac

10:45 am - Prison Break Fic- Maiden Fic!

Title: Feeling Good
Rating: Mature (Language and scenes of a Sexual Nature)
Plot Summary: AU.  Alex Mahone and Pam Mahone (née Westin) both attend the same military academy. They've been dating for a little more than 8 months. Tonight is the night that could change everything.

It was like every other night, except it was a night in a league of its own. Pam had done as she promised and brought the picnic and blanket, and headed to Asbury Hill where Alex had promised her he would be waiting. She climbed the hill at an alarming pace. As she raced to the top, thoughts ran through her mind. She knew that he hadn’t called her to their meeting point for idle chat and a handful of badly- made sandwiches. Alex was a man, maybe not as primitive as his counterparts at military academy, but still with needs.

At least he waited, thought Pam and she hiked up the final slope. Even though she had denounced her Catholic roots in every way, something resonated within her about virginity. Leaves crunched softly under her feet freshly fallen from the elm trees above her head. She reached the peak and peered over to the plain on top of the hill, their meeting point.

Alex stood at the foot of a tree and cigarette dangling gently from his lips. The smoke curled softly from his mouth to the air around him and the smoke framed him making it look almost like a dream. He turned to the sound of Pam’s padding steps and smiled warmly as she stepped towards him. She set the picnic basket down at his feet and let her arms, numb with the weight, dangle loosely in front of her. Alex laughed.

“How many did you pack for?” he asked as he nudged the lid open with his foot.

“You eat a lot,” Pam replied, to tired to come up with a wittier remark.

Alex circled round the basket and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her rag doll like stance back to attention. She turned in his arms, the rubbing lifting her shirt slightly, and flicked the cigarette out of his mouth.

“I wasn’t finished with that,” he badgered softly.

“Hmm.”

She let her lips brush his gently, so lightly that she felt the hairs on Alex’s arms stand on end. She tilted her head to the side and let herself drop into Alex’s embrace. She grinned, trying not to break the kiss.

“What?” he asked as he nibbled delicately at her ear.

“Well-…nothing.”

She tried to brush the half formed question off with another kiss, but Alex broke away.

“No, what?”

Pamela gave a wary smile and repeated herself.

“It’s nothing. I wasn’t going to say anything. Kiss me again.”

Alex rolled his eyes, if this was a judge of how well the two knew each other than one could think they had spent the better part of a century getting to know one another.

“It’s just that- oh no Alex its too embarrassing. Forget I said anything.”

Alex, in his straightforward way, replied,

“No, you’ve started it. You might as well finish it.”

Pam saw no way of avoiding this one and so she sat on the tall stalks of grass. She figured the only way to make this in any way bearable was to make a song and dance about it.

“Our intentions tonight…they’re not of the most innocent?“

Alex folded his arms across his chest. He unfolded them and sat down on the grass beside her. He picked at blade of grass and twirled it around between his fingers.

“Well, I thought we had both understood, seeing as this is our spot that there might be certain things that could happen.”

Pam rolled onto her side and stared up at Alex. He didn’t meet her eyes and instead focused on the blade of grass that was unrolling itself quite quickly.

“Well of course, I knew that. But, we talked about it on the roof at bonfire.”

Alex turned his head and fluid motion to Pam’s, he locked her eyes and in all seriousness asked,

“You’re not ready.”

Pam blinked a few times. It was out there, in front of her, waiting for her to make a decision. No amount of training was going to help her make a solid answer now. But as she looked at Alex. Not just his eyes, their piercing blue, scanning over her, but the whole of him, she knew that she didn’t need a book to help her decide.

She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees and crawled the two paces to where Alex sat, still locked in on her gaze. She leaned over and pressed firmly against his lips.

“I’m ready.”

Alex wrapped his arms around her and pulled her down to the ground with him. He turned her over and pecked at her neck and she put her hands above her, eyes closed, and searched blindly for the blanket. She had enough camp training to know that going naked in the grass was not going to be the wisest choice.

She grabbed at the corner of the blanket and pulled it down on top of Alex’s head which was sitting on her chest, his fingers speedily pulling away at the buttons on her shirt. She lay the blanket as best she could with the little movement she had under Alex’s muscled frame. She rolled the two over onto the blanket and sat up, her legs straddling over Alex. Her hair hung down at her side, a modern day cadette Juliet, and pulled Alex’s t-shirt over his head. She shrugged her shirt off and leaned down to kiss Alex. She looked down at the zip on his trousers. They had gotten this far, but once she went for his pants it was the point of no return.

She put a hand in the faded blue jeans and grabbed at him, she could feel him getting hard. With the other hand, she pulled at the button and managed to undo it. She went for her own and undid the zip, revealing a frilly pair of blue knickers. Alex let out a small laugh.

“Cute.”

“Thanks.” She tugged at the Calvin’s which were revealing themselves more and more and Alex shrugged out of the jeans.

“There not so bad either.”

Alex laughed again at his smiling girl and rolled her over. He pulled down the rest of her trousers and tossed the carelessly to the side of the blanket. He reached behind him, to his jeans, also lying in a pile and pulled a square Trojan from the back pocket.

“Well, you must have a sixth sense,” Pam teased and he tore the packet open with his teeth.

“Aw, this old thing, you never know when your going to need one.”

Pam laughed harder than she should have, the image of Alex buying condoms in the local drug store was too much.

She felt her pants come down around her ankles, and felt the cool breeze of an October night pass over her. She had never felt so venerable and so safe in her life. She felt Alex’s arms reach between her legs and slip on the condom. He kissed Pam deeply and it was almost enough to make the young girl cry.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Alex.”

He opened her legs with a soft hand and leaned down to kiss the inside of her thigh. He propped himself up and pushed himself gently inside of her. A small gasp escaped her lips, but nothing more. He stroked her arm gently as he went further.

Instinctively Pam arched her back. She felt the warm beating of Alex’s heart against her own, and a small moan escaped from her lips. Alex ran his hands up and down her sides gently as he kissed the small line of hair leading from her belly button down to in between her thighs.

She shuddered beneath his strong hands and Alex came back up and entered her again, gently. She felt him pump fast and with a shake. finish. He lowered him self delicately, his chin resting on the middle of her breast bone. Pam ran a hand through her hair and then through Alex’s. His warm breath travelled along her skin. Pam looked up to the stars and whispered quietly, a sentiment between her and the heavens,

“Perfect.”

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