Title: Flustered
Author: untapdtreasure
Rating: K+
Summary: She moved once more into his personal space. Her brown eyes were soft as she looked up into his. Her head cocked to one side.
A/N: written for the prompt on tumblr.
Marcus was beyond flustered when Abby brushed up against him for what felt like the thousandth time. His hands moved through his hair before he managed to say, "You're doing that on purpose."
Abby turned only her head as a smiled tugged at the corners of her mouth. "I beg your pardon?" She moved once more into his personal space. Her brown eyes were soft as she looked up into his. Her head cocked to one side. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Like he'll she didn't, he almost scoffed. His hands moved to grip her hips and keep her as far as his arms would allow, but instead, one arm looped around her lower back as the other one cupped the side of her neck. He drew her forward as his mouth lowered to hers in a hard, chaste kiss.
Her hands rested against his chest as she tilted her head and pushed up on her tip toes to recapture his lips as he pulled away. "Don't stop," she growled seconds before their mouths met again. This time their lips were parted and tongues joined the mix.
He couldn't believe he had kissed her, but what took him even more by surprise was that she had kissed him again. And now their hands were roaming freely all over each other's bodies. And just when things were about to go even further as he had her backed up against the council room table, the doors activated and parted and Bellamy and Clarke entered the room.
Marcus and Abby split apart, creating as much distance as either of them dared. Their faces were flushed, and they couldn't meet the eyes of the younger duo.
Clarke looked between them. "Are we interrupting something?" It was only then that Bellamy looked up and noticed their body language. He gave a knowing smirk. "Yeah, we can always come back later. In fact, I am kind of hungry. Clarke, let's grab lunch." And with that, they were both gone, departing the same way they had come in.
Marcus looked at Abby. He gave her a shy smile. "Well, now what?" He didn't want to assume the moments before the two had entered were anymore than a moment of weakness on her part.
She moved closer to him, gripping the front of his jacket and pulling him close. "Well, I say we don't waste anymore time." This time it was her that backed him up against the table edge and kissed him.
His hands moved to cup both of her cheeks. "Sounds good to me." Then his mouth was on hers once again.