{"id":13080,"date":"2014-03-25T01:56:47","date_gmt":"2014-03-25T01:56:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/03\/25\/%c2%a7-24\/"},"modified":"2014-03-25T01:56:47","modified_gmt":"2014-03-25T01:56:47","slug":"%c2%a7-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/03\/25\/%c2%a7-24\/","title":{"rendered":"\u00a7"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/thenogitsuneandstiles-deactivat.tumblr.com\/post\/80633807698\">thenogitsuneandstiles-deactivat<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><small>Stiles was slammed against the wall, the fiery red headed girl he didn\u2019t even know the name of smashing her lips to his. How had he ended up here? He didn\u2019t know. He remembered being angry that Lydia had dissed him (once again) and walking into a bar, talking to a cute girl, they had danced after a few drinks\u2026<\/small><\/p>\n<p><small>And now he was up against a wall, their bodies pressed together, lips molding into each others and somehow, he loved it. Because he wasn\u2019t worrying, or even caring frankly, about the other red head who had consumed him. Right now, at least, he probably wouldn\u2019t know who she was if she walked up to him.<\/small><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><p>She wouldn&#8217;t&#8217;ve pushed him up against a wall ordinarily. But then this was not an ordinary night. He probably thought she was drunk &#8212; which she was, kind of. Just not on alcohol.<\/p>\n<p>On lust and anger and a hundred other shades of human emotions. His freckles seemed appealing, and his shyness. Kindred spirit, right? So she maneuvred him until he couldn&#8217;t get away and took what she wanted. Until they were both breathless. She was too high on him to think about the consequences of sliding her hand down the front of his body.<\/p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>thenogitsuneandstiles-deactivat: Stiles was slammed against the wall, the fiery red headed girl he didn\u2019t even know the name of smashing her lips to his. How had he ended up here? He didn\u2019t know. He remembered being angry that Lydia had dissed him (once again) and walking into a bar, talking to a cute girl, they &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2014\/03\/25\/%c2%a7-24\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">\u00a7<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,1188,940,21],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13080"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13080"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13080\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13080"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13080"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13080"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}