S'mores & More
by
Abregaza
(Camping Fic No 2)
DISCLAIMER: Don't own them I tell you.
A/N: Thanks to Alaidh for the beta and the challenge she posted on the Cape Haven Writer's Group. Got me writing even if this one is technically disqualified by the fact that I have M/L "ship" in here.
The campfire cast a golden glow upon her skin as she leant close to the flames in an attempt cook the perfect S'more. Finally happy with it, she pulled it back from the flame and with relish bit into the treat.
Marshmallow and chocolate ran down her chin, and he smiled at the expression of pleasure on her face at the flavours caressing her tongue. She offered him a bite, but seized by an irresistible impulse, he leaned in and licked away the 'mess' from her chin before kissing her gently, hesitantly, on the mouth.
As he pulled away she was watching him with wide-eyed shock, before shaking her head and laughing.
"You just wanted my S'more, didn't you?" she asked wryly.
"Something like that," he replied, picking up his own, now cold, S'more from the paper plate next to him and taking a bite of the sweet.
"Well I guess fair is fair," she murmured, the only warning she gave him before she kissed him on the lips.
He responded to the heat and passion of her kiss, the sugary goodness melting in their mouths as the kiss went on and on.
Finally, breathless, he pulled away and sat back against his log with a bemused look upon his face.
"Mmm," said Max, with a grin. "Sweet."
"The S'mores?" he asked.
"Or the more."
THE END