Lover prompt for The Flame
“This isn’t going to work.”
“What was that?” I mumbled sleepily.
Why did she have to interrupt my wonderfully pleasant dreams? The evening air was cold but her skin was warm and soft. I moved closer, hoping to go back to sleep. Then again, wakefulness did provide opportunities to do other, more interesting activities. I nipped at her neck and pulled her naked body closer to mine but she pushed back. I huffed but it made no difference to her. She is far too stubborn, it seems, to be deterred by my advances. With a sigh, I lay back and gestured for her to continue.
“I said this isn’t going to work. You and I both know that. When everything goes back to normal we won’t be able to do this.”
“Why not? We go back, we say you’ve reformed, I give you a key to my flat, we spend an extraordinary amount of time in bed and have pizza. I’m really in the mood for pizza.”
I stared into her beautiful green eyes and hoped that she would give in and that this conversation would stop. We were together now - why ruin it? I was hers and she was mine. My Cat, the amazing Caped Catpaw, the most beautiful girl of my childhood and the sexiest nemesis of my herohood. Mine. And all it took was a prison exploding, catapulting us into the middle of nowhere to spend lots of quality time together. From the beginning I had suspected that my dear little sidekick may have had something to do with this evil plot (though I would never tell Cat this). It was very quickly decided that he is to get an awesome Christmas present this year.
She bit her lip as I stared at her. I love it when she does that. It’s so sexy and it also usually means she wants to let me have whatever I’m asking for, even if it goes against what her head is telling her.
“I haven’t really reformed though - I don’t plan on changing my beliefs just because the government demand it. And it’s not really suitable for a hero to spend every night with his nemesis but not taking her down. Shut up you immature git.” She hit me when she saw my smirk at her words. “Anyway, you know I’m right. The moment we go back we will have to be enemies again.”
“So we’ll just stay here. Alone.” I muttered, determined to force all the negativity out of my lover’s thoughts once and for all.
This time she didn’t push me away and I got to bite those wonderful lips myself, tasting and touching her silky skin, kissing her and loving her until we were both breathless. When we were finished, I watched as her lovely long eyelashes came to rest gently against her cheeks and her breathing slowed. I hugged her body close to mine and placed one chaste kiss on her forehead. Then I finally let myself start to drift off.
“This still will never work.” She whispered into the night.