6:57 am - Jay and Carlos' room
Evie woke up slowly and turned over, looking at Mal's sleeping form. Evie smiled once and then began poking her best friend until Mal groaned and began swatting her away.
"Maaaaal," Evie whispered in a sing-song way as Mal turned over and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. "What's up with you?" She asked, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.
"Harry and I kissed last night," Mal confessed without prompt, knowing she could not keep it to herself for much longer. Mal's dreams had been plagued with flashes of blue eyes, silver metal, eager hands and clashing teeth.
Evie's eyebrows rose but she stayed quiet, fighting to keep any trace of emotion on her face. "When?"
"He stayed in the bed last night. Woke up to him around midnight I guess. I can't keep away from him anymore E, I don't want to," Mal whispered so quietly that the other girl almost missed it.
"You daft girl," Evie chuckled and tucked a strand of Mal's hair behind her ear. When she settled back, Mal was fidgeting with the blanket. "Talk to him properly, today. I won't let the pair of you continue like this. Not only is it painful to watch the pair of you flirting around each other but we both know you two are supposed to be in each others lives."
"I know, I know. Anyway, he stormed out last night after I told him we couldn't do anything-"
"I was asleep next to you so I am glad you stopped him," Evie grinned, pushing Mal's shoulder lightly. "But seriously, go talk to him now," Evie ordered, her pushes turning to shoves as she tried to get Mal out of the bed.
The two girls giggled quietly as they play-fought, with Evie eventually pushing Mal out of the bed completely. The other girl was crouched on the floor with a pout, burying her face in the mattress.
"E," she complained, but the way Mal said it made it seem as though it had serval syllables instead of one.
"Suck it up Mal," Evie said, already half asleep again and Mal sighed, going straight to Jay's closet to retrieve some clothes as she was only in her bikini. She pulled on a vest and his shorts and pulled her hair up into a messy bun on top of her head.
Mal then left the boys room and made her way up the stairs to the girls corridor, thinking she would be able to change her clothes and then go back to Harry and Gil's room to find the pirate.
She used the door frame to steady herself as she balanced on her tiptoes so that she could run her fingers over the top of the frame for the spare key. When she had finished sweeping along the dusty frame and hadn't come into contact with it, Mal frowned and twisted the doorknob gently.
Asleep in her bed, the pirate she had been looking for was wrapped in the quilt with his back to her. Mal's breath caught in her throat as he turned in his sleep, rolling onto his back at the noise of her entrance.
Harry's tanned body and the tattoos she had grown used to made her lick her lips unconsciously. His dark hair was messy as the pillow mused the long strands. Harry's chest had always been defined but over the months of their separation and his captainship of his own boat, his arms had filled out and even in sleep, his biceps were strong and defined.
"For fucks sake," Mal swore, realising that not only was she openly staring at the pirate, but the duvet had slipped lower down as he wriggled and his morning arousal was pain to see through his shorts. Mal debated with herself as to whether she should just leave but her inner devil overtook and she smirked to herself.
Locking the door quietly, Mal crossed the room whilst peeling the borrowed clothes off of her body. This sudden burst of confidence made her shiver in anticipation.
Because she was not welcome back on the Isle, Mal had spent all of the summer living at the school and the pressures of being a newly appointed Lady of the court, along with being under the keen eye of Fairy Godmother, had meant that she had been kept on a tight leash. The closest Mal had gotten to acting out as though she was still on the Isle had been running around the empty school in the summer and sneaking off to the beach.
The reason she was feeling better, more herself recently, had been because of the pirate currently asleep in her bed, another image that made her tingle. Harry had always complimented her, as if they were two halves of the same coin, and his appearance at Auradon had proved that, even though it had been sudden. The change in her behaviour meant that she wasn't trying as hard to repress her wicked side, and she liked it.
Mal was now stood at the foot of the bed in just her bikini, tugging the band from her hair so that it fell back around her shoulders and down her back. The seductive confidence she had bubbling over her made her ignore the consequences of what she was doing at that point in time as she carefully climbed her way up the bed, settling her knees either side of the pirates thighs. Mal's breath washed over Harry's face as she set her palms on either side of the pillow. Mal hesitated, hovering above Harry as she internally battled with the ideas of kissing his lips and
Harry seemed to have sensed the person above him as his eyelashes fluttered and he slowly woke up. Mal tensed, expecting the pirate to react badly, possibly jerking straight up. Instead, Harry's lips split into a lazy grin and Mal felt his hands settle on her hips as he closed his eyes again.
"Harry," Mal whispered, finally allowing her entire body to lay onto of his. "About what I said last night... I don't wanna talk about anything just yet," she purred, running her nose over his jaw and up his chin, murmuring the last few words directly onto his smirking lips.
"I'm still dreamin'," Harry kissed her between every word. "Promise me ya ain't gonna ruin it by yapping'."
Mal simply kissed him deeply, her tongue battling against his as he hummed underneath her, the vibrations making his chest rumble and her stomach twist in anticipation.
The pair fell into a rhythm they were familiar with and it took only a few minutes for Harry to tire of Mal's teasing pace for him to wrap his arms around her and turn them over, with him settling himself into the crook of her thighs with a nip to her neck, making the girl squealed with laughter. The giggle broke into a loud moan as Harry ground himself into her.
"Have lunch with me," Harry breathed into her ear as Mal's fingers trailed down his back and her other hands went to his hair. Harry continued to smirk, sucking and nibbling on Mal's neck until she was mewling at the sensation. Harry suddenly stopped, an eyebrow cockily raised as a green flash lit up Mal's irises.
Her fingers tightened in his hair, tugging on it painfully in protest. "Fine," she huffed, pushing his head down once more so that she could kiss him greedily.
"Fine what?" Harry teased, his lips pulling back far enough that she couldn't stretch up.
"Fine, I will have lunch you with you. Now kiss me!"
"Oh, so demanding," Harry's grin was from ear to ear but he followed through with the request, all softness leaving him as he aggressively kissed her, becoming more lost in her lips until a rapid succession of loud knocks made the pair jump.
"Miss Mal," a deep voice was muffled by the wood of the door, but it was loud enough to ruin the electricity between the couple. "Miss Mal, your presence has been requested by the King, immediately."
"Fucks sake," both Harry and Mal swore as Cogsworth began knocking again, louder and harder as the seconds passed by.
Mal sighed, ruining her hands over her face and groaning at the deflation she suddenly felt. "Harry, get off me," she pushed his chest as well.
"I think ya fucked up the order of that sentence, shouldn't it have been 'Harry, get me off'," Harry rolled off of Mal, putting on a higher voice as he imitated her.
Mal rolled her eyes with a crooked grin as she went to the door to stop Cogsworth knocking his way through the wood. She opened the door a fraction as Harry gazed at her, not bothering to hide as he relaxed on her bed.
"What's wrong Cogsworth?" Mal faked a yawn as the sun was barely up and she knew she had only supposed to have woken up. "And please be quiet or you will wake my roommate."
"Sorry miss, King Ben has requested your presence right now in his office. I can walk you once you have gotten ready," Cogsworth's offer was delivered in a way that left no doubt it was not up for discussion.
Mal nodded with a tight expression and closed the door, turning to Harry who was looking her up and down. "You have to go," Mal began, picking up Jay's forgotten clothes and throwing them at Harry's chest. "We will have lunch but please, go now," she hissed, running into her closet and changing into the first clean outfit she could find; a simple pinafore and shirt combination with her favourite knee high socks and boots.
When she emerged from the walk in closet, Harry had reluctantly dressed in the borrowed clothes and was leaning against the door, waiting for her to emerge so he could pull her into his embrace and kiss her soundly. Mal squeaked in surprise and melted into the kiss, until Cogsworth began knocking ferociously.
"I've got to go," she said against his lips, pushing away to cross to her vanity and put on a quick sweep of makeup. She booted her lipstick and then stared deeply into her reflection before she whipped around in anger.
"Harry Hook, you did not leave love bites on my neck!" Mal hissed, pointing at the blossoming bruise on her pale neck. Harry was snickering but when Mal's green magic began making the outline of her fingers hazy, the mirth left his face and he quickly ran around Evie's bed, unlatching the window in a smooth motion.
"See ya at lunch Mal," he called as he climbed down the draining pipe and onto the courtyard. Mal watched him leave with a wistful smile, forgetting all about the marks as she opened the door to Cogsworth but he was already walking away.
"If you would like to follow me Miss," he said from halfway down the corridor. Mal quickly turned and grabbed a scarf and her jacket, thankful for the early chill that had settled over the campus that morning so her outfit was not commented on. As she followed after the older man, Mal decided that she would skip breakfast and try and use a glamour spell on the lovebirds before anyone saw them and finally before she went to lunch.
7:15 am - King Ben's Private Office
Ben unlocked the door to his quarters, dropping the hand luggage he had refused to let Lumiere carry with a sigh. He hated personal calls, especially to the old royalty as half the time he felt as though his hosts resented him.
Aurora and Phillip had summoned the young king to discuss the border their land shared with a local village. It had taken two days but he had finally brought the two parties to an agreement; Aurora and Phillip had released thirty acres back to the local farmers and they would receive fresh produce in return.
Ben slumped against the wooden door for a moment and then he crossed to his desk, fingers quickly sifting through the letters and scrolls that had piled up during his brief absence.
"For goodness sake," he said to himself, sitting behind his desk and sorting the memos into order of importance, a habit Mal had helped him reform. The thought of the purple haired girl should have made him smile but Ben's eyebrows furrowed and he pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Cogsworth," Ben called out, knowing the butler would be hovering outside his office waiting for a call. The butler's head appeared from around the door. "Could you summon Mal before breakfast please," he requested, settling back into his chair as the butler nodded and disappeared again.
Ben ran a hand through his hair and then turned to inspect his reflection in the large windows, making sure he still looked presentable. With some sense of reluctance, the King then turned back to the papers on his desk. Some were trivial enough that he could throw them straight into the bin, but others required either a reply or further action, something he hated.
Ben had been reading through a proposition from a neighbouring kingdom when a timid knock broke his concentration. He called out without looking up, still half-heartedly scanning the hard to read scribble on the paper in his hands.
Mal stepped into the office she once would have strolled into. She stood closer to the doorway than the desk and Mal had to clear her throat to prompt Ben to look up at her. He looked at her coat and scarf, realising finally how much time had passed since Cortillian as the autumn was creeping up on them fast. Ben couldn't mourn the loss of the summer freedom as he had spent it with his parents around the mainland. He only wished that he had spent more time with the girl in front of him.
"Mal," he grinned, getting up and hugging her tense frame close, pressing a kiss to her temple. When her stiff body language didn't alter, Ben stepped away and laughed nervously. Mal opened her mouth to say something but Ben held up a hand quickly and ran back around his desk, rooting through the hand luggage at the base of the chair.
"I got you something on the way back," he told her and Mal's hard expression softened. He placed a cloth covered parcel into her palm with a smile. "Its just something small and it reminded me of you," he told her, urging her to unfold the cloth.
"Ben..." Mal hesitated, reluctant to unwrap the gift, knowing she should simply give it back but Ben's fingers wrapped around hers and the fabric fell away to reveal a little green gem carved into a love heart. The trinket made Mal's nose wrinkle in slight disgust. It looked tacky and reminded her too much of the princesses in her classes.
"Uh, wow, thanks," Mal stuttered. "But seriously, Ben, we need to talk about something."
"Yeah, I thought so too so I had one of the chefs make us a picnic for this lunchtime," Ben said, retaking his seat behind his desk.
Mal fought to roll her eyes as she had already been secured for lunch and after classes. "Ben, listen, I am already having lunch with somebody."
His happy expression faltered for a second. "Well we can postpone it till after class. Are you having lunch with Evie again?"
Mal was uncharacteristically nervous and Ben watched her twirl her fingers around in front of her. "Actually, it's with an old friend," she said. "And I have a tutoring session after classes. Look, we can talk about it during one of your free periods today," Mal told him, watching his smile fade.
"Uh, sure, I have a free right after lunch," Ben told her as he consulted the schedule on his desk. "Mal," Ben paused, looking deeply into her eyes. "I'm sorry about how little time we've been spending together," he said softly.
"So am I," was all she said before she slipped out of the room quickly, leaving Ben's stomach twisting into knots as the bell for breakfast rang throughout the school.
notes:
so this is a little bit more risky, tell me if you want the rating to go up because I can if there is enough support. but, say hello to a little bit of a run around for a chapter or two (plan is for a confrontation in a few chapters time) ALSO the lunch date and Gil's first tutoring session. Anyway, around six more chapters left so hold on to your hats ladies and gents!
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