A/N: This is a oneshot I wrote when I was extremely bored. I hope Y'all like it!
DSCLMR: NOPE NEVER WILL OWN TD:WT
Duncan smiled to himself as he crept into the cabin of the plane where everyone was asleep except for a thin girl with black and blue hair who was reclining in her chair and reading a thick novel.
"You should be asleep." He whispered, "You might need your strength for the next challenge." Her eyes widened comically.
"Duncan?" She whispered hoarsely, "I thought they through you out of the plane. What are you doing here? Do you want to get in trouble?"
"Relax chika. I won't get in trouble; I snuck back on at the last port." She grinned evilly.
"So…you up for making Chef and Chris pay for making us sing?" She had a malicious smirk on her face that Duncan couldn't help but find adorable.
"You're on. I call getting Chef."
"And I'm getting Chris." They knuckle bumped and crawled towards the cabin with Chef and Chris. Duncan grabbed some whipped cream and eggs. "Really, that's so juvenile." Gwen giggled under her breath.
"That's why they won't know it's us. They'll think it was Courtney, she's a juvy prankster and everyone knows it."
"Blaming your girlfriend, that's ho-" She cut off, blushing profusely.
"She's not my girlfriend, I dumped her last season, but she acts as if we're still together. And- wait, you think I'm hot?" He smiled crookedly, probably the most genuine smile Gwen had ever seen on him.
"Chef!" Chris' voice interrupted what Gwen was about to say. Duncan grabbed Gwen's hand and dove under the linen tablecloth. As Chris' voice slowly left he realized that he hadn't let go of her hand, and she wasn't attempting to move it. He smiled his crooked grin and pulled her closer to him, wrapping his arms around her corseted waist. She leaned up and lightly kissed his lips.
An electric shock went through Duncan, ignoring all the warning bells going off in his head; he deepened the kiss and slid downwards pulling her down with him. Her fingers laced through his hair, and her legs straddled his waist. His fingers untied the laces of her corset top, and it slid down, exposing bare shoulders. She lifted her lips off his for a breath, and he started placing kisses down her bare neck, slowly moving downwards.
"Wait," They both said at the same time. "I don't think we should be doing this…yet." Gwen whispered.
"You're right, Chika. Not yet." He sat up and she turned so she was sitting in his lap.
"Can you tie this for me?" She whispered. Duncan lightly kissed her neck, and tied the laces.
"Want to get Chris, still?" He smiled his goofy grin.
"Of course, girlfriend." He said kissing her lips again, knowing that he could get very used to this.