"Kid Flash! Kid Flash, wake up! Wake up, you stupid speedster! Don't make me hex you!"
I'm guessing it was that last statement of mine that made him finally wake up. "Jinx? Where am I?"
"You seriously don't remember? You're an idiot." I rolled my eyes and gave him what I hoped to be an indifferent smirk. "You're in the HIVE Five's prisoner holding cell."
"So why did you keep defending me back when the HIVE Five were trying to capture us in that old abandoned warehouse?" he asked, trying to change the subject. I guess the old one bored him.
"I don't know. Hey wait, be quiet! I'm asking the questions here! And on the topic of your capture, why didn't you put up that much of a fight when we tried to capture you?"
"Maybe I wanted to come here."
"Huh?"
"Maybe I wanted to see a certain pink-haired bad luck witch."
"What?"
"Geez, I thought it was guys who were supposed to be dense!"
Dense? What did he mean, dense? Was he seriously suggesting that I was dense? Usually I was the one calling the other boys on my team dense. Could it be? "Do you like me?" I asked.
Kid Flash sighed. "I didn't think I was I being that subtle. I guess that means I just have to show you how I feel."
Then, without warning, he bent down and kissed me. The rest of the world melted away as I closed my eyes and savored this moment. I could feel his hands around my waist, pulling me closer, closing the spaces left between us. In response, I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing myself in closer and closing any remaining spaces. His tongue licked my bottom lip, as if begging for entry. With a small moan of pleasure I complied, allowing his gentle tongue to explore the depths of my mouth.
I could have stayed like this forever, but my lungs soon began to burn for air. All too soon we parted, and as we did, I bent my head and rested it on his shoulders, breathing in the deep smell of Kid Flash. In response, he moved his arms from my waist to my back, encasing me in a warm hug. "Okay," I replied, breathing deeply. "I guess you could say I feel the same way too."
"Well, duh!" he replied, then moved in for another kiss. This one was even better than the first one – warmer, softer, sweeter somehow. Kid Flash's fingers tangled themselves in my hair, tightening with desire. In return, I wound my arms around his slender neck, tracing his hairline softly as our lips brushed against each other, eager for their taste.
As we broke apart, he pushed me onto what I now realized was a poor excuse for a bed. "Wait a minute," I said, getting up. "This is a very poor excuse for a bed. Here, let me get you a new one."
"But how…"
"Just watch." I snapped my fingers, and pink energy instantly surrounded that saggy cot. In seconds it was replaced with a luxurious-looking full bed. "I couldn't have you sleeping on that ratty little thing I just zapped away, now could I?"
"I guess you're right. Thanks." He tried to stay cool about it, but I could see a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks. He was probably wondering why I cared about his bed. As in, would I be occupying it?
I laughed. "Why are boys so easy to read?"
He looked shocked. "Are we?"
"You tell me. Unless you can't, because you're a stupid, stupid boy."
"Hey! No one calls me stupid and gets away without some punishment!" And with that, he pushed me onto the bed again. I closed my eyes and braced myself for whatever punishment he'd thought up, but the only thing I felt was a pair of soft lips connecting with mine, and a gentle tongue tracing the outline of my mouth. Oh, and the weight of Kid Flash's body half on top of mine. Well two can play at that game, Mister, I thought.
With a quick move of careful precisions, I flipped him so now I was on top. "It's easier for me that way," I said innocently when he looked at me as if to say, What did you just do?
"Well, I can't argue with that," he said.
I bent down for another kiss, but then I heard Gizmo calling me. "Jinx! Just how long does it take to put a stinking Titan in a prisoner cell? Do I need to come down there and give him some more knockout drug? Or shock him again?"
I thought fast. I didn't want Gizmo to see us, or else he'd lock me in the cell with Kid Flash. Which wouldn't actually be so bad, but for my plan to work, I needed to have access to the outside world (and the fridge). Quickly, I called back to him, "Just another few seconds! He's putting up a pretty big fight!"
Kid Flash looked at me questioningly, and I mouthed the words I'll explain later. He understood, and shut up.
"Jinx! Is he out now?"
"Um, yeah," I responded, quickly mouthing the word Sorry to Kid Flash, then hitting him with a hex. "I'll come up now."
