A/N: I miss my Sleeping Warrior bbys. And I don't own them or OUAT (sadly). We all know I'd make Sleeping Warrior endgame if I did.
She polished her blade once.
"Mulan…" the princess gasped.
Twice.
"Mulan… please…"
The said warrior clutched her whet stone harder than ever. She may have been guised as a man in the army, but she was in the army nonetheless. While they had been on a mission of noble deed, it would be immature to believe all the soldiers were of noble mind. No. Mulan had heard the many moans and groans her comrades had elicited from maidens whether saved or kidnapped. She knew the ones from the princess beside her were no different.
The name Aurora called out, however, was unexpected and new. Never had Mulan been called out such. Nor had she been on the other end, for that matter. Mulan was unsure of what to do. She could continue on, minding her own business. Except, of course, she really couldn't. Her throat was suddenly so dry. She swallowed a lump that she hadn't realized existed.
The princess' groans echoed louder by each passing second. Or maybe that was all Mulan could really hear. Or maybe that was all she wanted to hear. She dared to glance at the beauty. It was a terrible idea, really. It went against her honor as a friend to both the princess and the princess' beloved. But when her eyes fell upon the panting, twitching, sweating beauty glistening under the moonlight… everything and nothing mattered.
Mulan breathed. Heavier and heavier. Watching the princess was both a bliss and torture. She inched closer and closer to the sleeping beauty. When her hand came to Aurora's face, so close but not yet touching, Mulan hesitated. What in the world was she doing? She wasn't so sure herself. Despite all her training as a warrior for quick thinking, her mind had shut down. Completely.
She swallowed another lump.
She finally let her hand touch and caressed the cheek. The princess stirred, but hadn't opened her eyes yet. But when she did, they were still a bit hazed. Unfocused. Mulan was unsure what to say.
But the princess didn't give her time for an explanation for she brought her arms around the warrior. Bringing her down. Close. So close. Mulan's mind was too slow in the situation, still wondering and perhaps a tad panicking. But her body was immediate when her lips met another. She let out a sigh, touching the other pair of lips. Her eyes closed, relishing the moment. Her hands dared to roam the taunting beauty beneath.
And for once, Mulan threw all caution to the wind. Focusing solely on the passion that was becoming of her and the princess.