A/N: The only thing that came to mind when I saw this prompt waa angst, and I didn't really want to write angst for V-day... and this was the other idea that came to mind. It's a little rated, whoops.
WAY 02. "Take a deep breath."
Eve held on to Flynn in a close embrace. He was breathing hard, his chin resting on her shoulder. "Take a deep breath, and let it out slowly."
He buried his face in her hair, his hands tight around her waist. He breathed in deeply, inhaling her scent. He felt a stirring in him, a warmth spreading from his chest to his entire body. His hands traced her shirt hemline. His fingers started pulling her shirt up but they were smacked away by Eve.
Shaking his head to clear it, he mumbled, "sorry."
"This wouldn't be a problem if you hadn't gotten the potion all over yourself." She pulled away from him and folded her arms. "How long until the effects wear off?"
"Love potions don't really last long but this one's quite a potent lust potion so I guess about six hours?" Flynn sighed. "Until then, I can't really go out. I might just jump anyone."
Eve looked up and down the dark alley they were in. She noticed a service door to a pub near the middle. Nodding to herself, she took Flynn's hand and started walking in the direction. "It's just for the night, right?"
"Eve, wait!" Flynn stopped in his tracks and pulled her arm. "I-"
Eve placed a finger on his lips, cutting him short. Stepping closer to him until they were only inches apart, she looked into his eyes. "I don't mind, as long as it's only me."
Burning with desire, Flynn pressed his lips against hers roughly, tasting her sweet kiss. "Only you," he rasped in between breaths.
Eve pulled herself away, covering his mouth with her hand. "We should probably get home first."
Nodding, he took her hand and walked briskly towards the door. He pulled the door open and grabbed Eve by the waist. "Home?"
She gave him a chaste kiss. "Home," she said, and jumped through the door with him.
