Pairing: Lyon/OC (Rosa)


Quick Thinking

It was just when she thought she would make it, that he stopped her. His hand wound around hers.

Rosa felt herself jerk backwards, and the proximity between herself and the stranger made it impossible to look away.

"Please, let me go!" Rosa insisted, putting on a childish act in hope it would fool the man.

He looked to be the same age as her – 26 – with narrowed eyes and white hair she thought rather suited him.

"Why would I do that? You're wanted by the Crocus guards." He pointed out.

Rosa glanced behind her, spotting the men racing towards them.

"Good job!" they shouted. "Don't let that thief get away!"

Rosa then snorted. She was no thief, and their lack of skill at gambling had been their own undoing. Although her haste and bad luck, it seemed, would now be hers.

Turning back to the white haired stranger with a quickly-conceived plan in mind, Rosa bit her lower lip and used her youthful looks to appeal to the man's natural instincts. Oh, how well she played this game.

"I guess you caught me." She sighed, before pressing a sloppy kiss to his lips.

For a moment, and a moment only, Rosa considered staying there, using this act as something more than a distraction to help her get away.

And for a moment, and for a moment only, she thought the stranger might have actually kissed back.


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