Sparring
Drabble by: Sarah Slutz
Her black eyes were belligerent, flashing and beautiful. He couldn't tear away from those twin bottomless orbs. Why did she have to be so gorgeous?
"Are you listening to me Uub? You really need to concentrate you know. Grandpa's coming back soon and I want to have this move perfected by then; come on."
He nodded, watching as she gracefully and quickly struck out, almost taking him by surprise even though he'd been waiting for it.
A while later, they were still sparring and every time they brushed against each other, his blood boiled.
Why did he have to want her so much?
All of a sudden, Pan kicked his legs from under him and he fell hard to the ground. She pounced on him, pinning him down. Struggling, he tried to roll her off, but she straddled him with her whole body.
Her face was right above his. He could see how long her lashes were; the porcelain perfection of her skin… even felt her breath on his own face and almost shuddered.
All of a sudden, it was just all too much. He got a hold of her neck and pulled her face down to his, kissing her with all the pent up passion he possessed.
She didn't put up a fight at all; in fact, she immediately worked towards deepening the kiss.
Then she pulled back and smiled brilliantly. She sat up, still on top of him and put a hand on her hip.
"Took you long enough."