K. So, this takes place after my story "Fierte du Lion" (it's important to this story so you know why everyone's cool). Things are getting hot in this boulangerie (bakery), mkayyy? *u* Let's get dis party started!

Lion lay in his bed playing on his phone. He had been deeply engrossed in the contents of the screen, and smiling to himself for the past two hours. He was starting to worry Montagne and Rook, who would watch him every now and then as they talked between themselves. "Okay, I give up. What are you doing over there?" Rook asked Lion. Lion smirked to himself with a small huff, placing an arm behind his head. Rook grumbled to himself as Lion ignored him. "OLIVIER!" Montagne shouted. Lion didn't even flinch. His eyes slowly rolled over to look past his phone's screen at Montagne. "Oui?" Montagne motioned to Rook to ask his question. Rook sighed before asking Lion again what it was he was so busy doing. "Oh," Lion said looking back at his phone screen. He was watching a live feed of Twitch in her room from his RC drone. "I'm just tagging a rabbit," he said with a sly smile. Montagne and Rook just looked at each other in confusion.

Twitch sat on her bed brushing her hair as Monsieur Serge Gainsbourg sang through her speaker. She sang along the chorus of "Bonnie and Clyde", letting the music take her with every hypnotizing stroke of the brush through her hair. A chill ran down her spine as her skin tingled. She couldn't help the feeling that she was being watched, but there was nobody on her floor as of right now. She shook her head in an attempt to shake the feeling out of her mind. She stood from her bed and moved to close her door turning the latch closed. She twirled to the center of the room and began to lift her gown up her body as Lady Brigitte sang about heart-break and suffering. Twitch crossed her arms to pull her gown up and off her body. She placed it on her nightstand. She turned to face her dresser and watch herself dance. "Bonnie and Clyde. Bonnie and Cly-yde..." Twitch slipped between her sheets as the music died down. She retrieved the remote to her speaker and switched it off before snuggling down beneath her sheets. Her phone chimed with a notification that beckoned her attention. Twitch rolled over picking up her device and turning on the screen. It was a text from Lion that read: "Goodnight " She smiled to herself as she typed out her reply and placed her phone back down. He was always on time with his goodnight wishes, and that meant a lot to her. Doc was never one to text her goodnight. Never...

Olivier!" Twitch called out as she hustled her way across the yard. Lion stopped walking to turn his attention to her. "Comment ca-va? (How are you?)" he asked as she caught up to him. "Ca-va bien, et vous? (I'm fine, you?)" "Même, (same)" he said as they began to walk together across the yard. "Have you heard anything from Claire?" Twitch asked looking up at him. "The last time I called her, she said it'd be best if I was out of her life as well." Twitch sneered, cursing Claire's name out loud. Lion chuckled as she rambled on about how horrible of a person Claire was. "What?" Twitch asked giving him a small punch on the shoulder. "Just listening to how precious you sound," came his giddy reply. "Precious?" Twitch asked. Lion nodded his head smiling to himself. Twitch just gave him a stern 'hmph'. "How are you and Gustave?" Lion asked after a short silence.

Twitch thought on it for a moment then shrugged. "We're fine. He's been a bit distant lately due to all of the missions he's had to go on, but I can understand why." Lion raised his eyebrows in an 'ahhh' expression before slowly nodding. There was another short silence before Lion asked her if she ever got lonely. Twitch giggled waving it off. "Of course I get lonely. He's normally always here in the infirmary or visiting me in my dorm. I have my books and music though, so I'm managing quite well." Lion raised one of his eyebrows as he caught the chance to get in closer with Twitch. "Music huh? You listen to Serge Gainsbourg any?" Twitch stopped dead in her tracks. Lion turned back to give her a questioning look. "I love Serge Gainsbourg. Are you truly French if you don't have at least one of his albums?" Lion chuckled as he said, "I guess not." There was another odd silence as they reached the doors to the base. Twitch and Lion both reached for the handle, but Twitch's hand was the first around the bar followed by Lion's hand wrapping around hers.

Lion's hand lingered for a few seconds too long before he snatched it away. His face was slightly pink from a soft blush that crept across his cheeks. A small smile crept across Twitch's face as she watched his flush. It was precious how he was so boyish and giddy at times. "I guess I'll be seeing you around, Olivier?" Twitch asked coyly. Lion cleared his throat and scratched the back of his head as he smiled at her. "Uhhh, yeah. I'll see you around." Twitch pulled the door open and started in with Lion following behind her. They broke away from each other as Twitch headed down the hall that lead to the gym. Lion watched her walk away before continuing to the stairs. Her walk was so feminine and swift with the sultry sway of her hips. They were so... Hypnotizing. Lion squeezed his eyes shut as he turned to head up the stairwell. He shouldn't be so focused on a teammate. He wouldn't want to ruin the friendship, or sabotage his fidelity to the team. He knew he had to quit his obsessing, but it was so hard... Especially when she was right at his fingertips.

Twitch ran her fingers through her hair as she sang in one of the gym's shower stalls. The scent of coconut and vanilla exhilarated her energy. The warm water and soap running down her back caused goosebumps to appear in waves over her flesh. She was deep in thought about Doc coming back and how she would make his arrival special. She always felt so obligated to do something good for him when he returned from deployment due to his high duty rate. The sound of a door slamming shut snapped her back to reality. She pulled the shower curtain to her, peering out into the open bathroom. There were no footsteps, but she could swear that someone had just entered. "Maybe it came from the gym," she said to herself. Hearing the thought out loud helped to reassure her. Twitch shut the curtain again and turned to face the water. She tilted her face upward letting the warm drops trickle down her face. A surge of cool air washed over her back causing her to have goosebumps once again. "Emma."

Twitch gasped turning around only to end up face-to-face with a fully-clothed Lion. She blunk twice to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. She wasn't. "Olivier, what the hell are you doing!? This is highly inappropriate!" Twitch spat at him as she tried her best to keep her intimate parts hidden. Lion didn't say anything. His eyes slowly fell from her face down to her body soaked with water and spotted with suds. "Olivier!" Twitch hissed. Lion lifted his gaze back up to her face. She looked more nervous than angry. He brought up a hand to gently caress the left side of her face. Twitch tried to move her face away, but there was only so far she could go when backed against a wall. "Olivier-" Twitch began before Lion shushed her. He stepped closer, almost pressing his body against hers. "Olivier..." Twitch said barely above a whisper. The sleepy look he gave her as he looked down into her eyes was slowly making her weak. Doc never looked at her like that. "Lion," was all he said as he leaned down to bring his face closer to hers. "Lion..." Twitch said softly.

Lion moved his hand from the side of her face to the bottom of her chin. He lifted her face up to his and placed his lips against hers. Twitch pulled back moving her gaze from his lips up to his eyes. She tried to speak, but his kiss had taken her breath away. All she could do was look up at him with her mouth slightly agape. The look of pure innocence Twitch held on her face enticed Lion to pull her back to him and kiss her again. Her hands moved from her body to rest on his chest as he pressed his body harder against hers. His muscles were a deep hardness covered in velvet soft skin, or maybe that was just his wet t-shirt. Either way, she liked the way his body felt against hers. It was a different sort of firm when she thought about the way Gustave felt. He definitely was no Lion.

One of Lion's hands had made its way to the upper center of Twitch's back. He held her tightly against him as their lips met and parted in soft, hot kisses. Twitch could feel herself becoming excited as her body became more aware of where Lion was about to take her. Lion's hand on her back slowly made its way down the contour of her body to her hip, then around her body to grip her bottom. His other hand that held her chin now holding her left leg up by her thigh. Their kisses grew more rapid. More hungry for each other. Twitch's hands slid up Lion's torso to his neck, then to hold his face trying to pull him closer. That hot place between her legs trembling with a longing to be filled. Lion pulled away from Twitch, both breathing heavy fevered with lust. "Je suis desole (I'm sorry), Emma..." Lion said letting her go and stepping away. He turned and left her shower stall making his exit upon reaching the door to the showers.

Twitch swallowed hard. She felt so guilty for kissing Lion in a setting such as this. No, for kissing Lion at all. Gustave would be back tomorrow, and here she was a day before his arrival letting Lion press himself against her in a shower. But, now that she thought about it- was she really kissing Lion, or was he kissing her? Either way, she could have stopped it. But... Deep down inside she kind of... Dare she say- liked it? She had been with Gustave for so long, and she had always wanted to be intimate with him; but Doc was too professional, and he wanted to keep goings-on such as sex to their life outside of active duty. Twitch sighed turning to shut the water off and slip out of the stall. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around her, wringing her hair out and putting it up in a ponytail. The guilt she felt weighing down heavier and heavier as she thought about seeing Doc the next day. What kind of person would she be to be able to kiss another man and greet her partner with open arms like nothing happened? But if she didn't say anything, it would keep what bit of peace there was between the two men she held close to her in her life. That counted for something, didn't it?

Aight, soooo what do you guys think? Is Twitch really in the wrong here? Is she just a victim of circumstance? Find out next time on ! Lol I'm lame. Thanks for the read! ^^ (Chapter 2 coming soon!)

P.S.- The song Twitch was listening to is "Bonnie and Clyde" by Serge Gainsbourg & Brigitte Bardot. It's beautiful *u*