Aravis ran through the woods panting with exhaustion. She stopped by
a small deep pond and looked around. If Cor saw her stop she would be a
goner... Aravis knelt by the pond and drank deeply. She was so fixated on
getting her water that she didn't notice the boy creep up behind her.
The next thing she knew she was in the water, kicking and screaming against the force that had thrown her in. When she finally surfaced, the first thing she saw was the beaming face of her best friend and biggest rival, Cor. "I got you," he said simply, pleasure written all over his face "I win."
Aravis glared at him, and started pulling out her braids. "Okay, fine," she replied, "But you have to be the one to explain to Mrs. Ewing why I'm all wet and my hair is destroyed." She smiled at him, suddenly glad that she was in a pond with him in the middle of the day, instead of back at court.
* * * *
Cor stared at the very wet, very sexy Aravis. She was so beautiful, so exotic. Her dark silky hair tumbled down to her waist, her face was serene and relaxed here away from court, and her shirt was practically see- through. His face blushed at that thought, and he turned his face away. "Hey Aravis, come and get me" he called, quickly diving under the waters. He led her on a chase all through the pond, until they were facing each other completely soaked and panting. Before he could stop himself, Cor kissed Aravis. He allowed himself just enough time to taste her sweet exotic taste before pulling away. When he saw her shocked expression, dread began to fill his heart. "Sorry," he mumbled, before turning away.
* * * *
Aravis stared at the boy in front of her. Her best friend. The boy that saved her from an oppressive marriage. The boy with golden hair, blue eyes, and the delicate skin that flushed every time he looked at her. The boy that had just kissed her. The boy who was turning away...
Aravis grabbed Cor's wrist. "Wait" she said simply.
"Look, I'm sorry, it was just an accident."
"You don't have to be sorry." whispered Aravis before pulling Cor back to her. She took a deep breath and kissed him, something she had been longing to do for a few months, when she finally took notice of how hot her friend was. This time, the kiss lasted longer then a few seconds. Aravis fully explored her friend's mouth before pulling away. "Maybe we should both be sorry," she said wryly.
"As long as we can be sorry together" said Cor firmly.
Before Aravis had a chance to respond, Cor had kissed her again, and they were gone together.
* * * *
It was an hour or two later when the two finally climbed out and headed back to the palace, which was twinkling in the setting sunlight.
The next thing she knew she was in the water, kicking and screaming against the force that had thrown her in. When she finally surfaced, the first thing she saw was the beaming face of her best friend and biggest rival, Cor. "I got you," he said simply, pleasure written all over his face "I win."
Aravis glared at him, and started pulling out her braids. "Okay, fine," she replied, "But you have to be the one to explain to Mrs. Ewing why I'm all wet and my hair is destroyed." She smiled at him, suddenly glad that she was in a pond with him in the middle of the day, instead of back at court.
* * * *
Cor stared at the very wet, very sexy Aravis. She was so beautiful, so exotic. Her dark silky hair tumbled down to her waist, her face was serene and relaxed here away from court, and her shirt was practically see- through. His face blushed at that thought, and he turned his face away. "Hey Aravis, come and get me" he called, quickly diving under the waters. He led her on a chase all through the pond, until they were facing each other completely soaked and panting. Before he could stop himself, Cor kissed Aravis. He allowed himself just enough time to taste her sweet exotic taste before pulling away. When he saw her shocked expression, dread began to fill his heart. "Sorry," he mumbled, before turning away.
* * * *
Aravis stared at the boy in front of her. Her best friend. The boy that saved her from an oppressive marriage. The boy with golden hair, blue eyes, and the delicate skin that flushed every time he looked at her. The boy that had just kissed her. The boy who was turning away...
Aravis grabbed Cor's wrist. "Wait" she said simply.
"Look, I'm sorry, it was just an accident."
"You don't have to be sorry." whispered Aravis before pulling Cor back to her. She took a deep breath and kissed him, something she had been longing to do for a few months, when she finally took notice of how hot her friend was. This time, the kiss lasted longer then a few seconds. Aravis fully explored her friend's mouth before pulling away. "Maybe we should both be sorry," she said wryly.
"As long as we can be sorry together" said Cor firmly.
Before Aravis had a chance to respond, Cor had kissed her again, and they were gone together.
* * * *
It was an hour or two later when the two finally climbed out and headed back to the palace, which was twinkling in the setting sunlight.