A/N: Happy Eleventh day of Fanfiction Christmas! I hope you've enjoyed me spamming your email for 11 days straight! I promise there's just one more day…for now…

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Glitch had a theory…that he could feel someone watching him. But he was busy concentrating on…on something. What was it again? Wait, who was watching him?

"Ambrose?" A sweet voice broke his reverie. He whipped around and found himself breaking into a smile.

"Azkadellia! When did you get here?" He asked cheerfully.

She frowned at him, looking concerned.

"You've been thinking hard in silence for the better part of ten minutes. I believe you were, um…glitching…again," she mumbled the last part.

"Oh was I? My apologies. I was thinking about…uh…my theory again."

"The kissing theory?"

"Yes! That's the one." He frowned. "Although I think it needs some work…"

She tilted her head at him.

"Are you referring to what happened with DG and Wyatt?"

"Yes!" he replied emphatically. "I thought for sure they only needed one kiss to set them off. It would appear that they may be an exception to the rule after all. I wonder what happened after we left."

"Oh to be a fly on the wall in that room," Az said wistfully.

"Do you think they're fighting?"

"Are you kidding? I very much doubt they've stopped kissing since!"

"Really! Do you think so?" Glitch patted his knee happily. "I shall have to follow up with them."

"Come now, Glitch, you've met DG. She will hardly want to admit it to you right away." He hmmm'd in agreement. "We'll have to catch them in the act if you want the truth anytime soon." Glitch frowned. Something about Azkadellia's tone unsettled him. This would not bode well for him. "We should go wait outside the door."

He hmmm'd in disagreement.

"I'd rather not be shot, thank you all the same."

She laughed lightly and his stomach flip flopped. She stood and held a hand to him.

"Don't worry, I'll protect you."

He stared at her awestruck for a moment before he took her outstretched hand hesitantly and let her pull him from his chair. They quickly made it back to the hall that Glitch was so rudely escorted into earlier. He took stock of the situation.

"The door is still closed…hmmm…"

He pressed an ear against it, but couldn't make out any sounds. He thought he might have heard cards, but it didn't sound quite like shuffling. More like them scattering on the floor, come to think of it. He looked at the bottom of the door. He was about to stoop and look through the crack when he saw that the light showing beneath it changed when a shadow in the room moved.

He reared back in alarm, thinking someone may be coming to the door he grabbed Azkadellia by the elbow and quickly ushered her across the hall to a broom closet. He let her duck inside before following her and closing the door behind him.

"Ouch!" she squeaked as he tripped over her feet in the dark.

He slammed his hand against the wall to steady himself.

"Sorry!" he said quite loudly.

"Shhhh!" she hissed at him in his ear. When she let out a breath, it caressed his neck, making his hair stand on end. He must have nearly headbutted her given how close her face seemed to be to his. Where was the blasted light switch?

"Apologies," he whispered, and he heard her go still.

There was a long silence before he realized he should take action.

He raised the hand not steadying him against the wall to feel for a switch. He found the door to his right and noted that it wasn't near the doorjamb. He slid his hand further along the wall. It brushed up against something warm and soft. Azkadellia gasped, jolting away from the wall and into his chest.

"Oh!"

"Oh I'm sorry, Azkadee," his hands instinctually wrapped around her back to steady her. "I was just feeling for the light switch!"

"Right. Of course." Her voice sounded strained. Her hands were pressed against his chest and she was working the calm her breathing again. "The light switch…" Now it sounded distracted.

Come to think of it HE was distracted.

"Mmmhmm…"

Her hands were slowly sliding up his chest and cupping either side of his face. Then the softest pair of lips that he had ever felt pressed against his.

He made a tone of surprise before his hands automatically contracted behind her, bunching the fabric of her dress in his fingers and bringing her closer all at once. She moved her lips against his to better capture his bottom lip and he moaned. He began to respond to her kisses, and she leaned into him further. His tongue began dueling with hers, and she must have kept leaning into him because he was being pressed up against the wall and the light switch behind him was tripped.

He broke the kiss and blinked in astonishment. He quickly tried to catch his breath as they briefly looked at their surroundings. Eventually their eyes found each other and it was a long moment before his brain kicked in again.

"Oh! Azkadellia!" He shook his head slightly. "Would now be an appropriate time for some follow up questions?" he asked cheerfully.

Her eyes searched his for a long moment, a slow smile spreading across her face. Then she kissed him again. A star exploding, temperature rising, all encompassing, mind melting kiss. When she released him he stared at her, a dazed look on his face.

"Or not," he muttered before turning off the light again and wrapping her in his arms again so that he could return the favor.

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A/N: Aaggghhhh. I don't know how to write without DG or Cain in the scene. Why was this so difficult!?

Anyway. That's a wrap, folks! I hope you enjoyed the random sampling of fluff that this story became. Thank you for reading!