#kissy may

[madamebaggio]

Notes: This got way longer than I thought it would.

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“I’m calling it a night.” Maria decided, letting out a long sigh.

“You’re right.” Merlin decided, taking off his glasses and rubbing his eyes.

“What was that?” Maria asked. “Did you just say…”

“Don’t get used to it.” Merlin cut quickly, but a grin pulling at his lips. “It won’t happen again.”

She snorted. “I’ll keep that in mind.” She got up.

Merlin also stood up. “We did a good job today.”

“And now you’re complimenting me. Are you sure you’re feeling fine?”

He gave her a look. “You know you work well, Maria. You don’t need me to point it out for you.”

She gave him an odd look. “You’re very strange tonight.”

“More than usual?” He teased.

“Definitely.”

Merlin sighed. “It’s the hour. Nothing good ever happens after midnight.”

Maria scoffed. “That’s what they say; but what’s the worst…”

He put a finger to her lips. “Don’t even say it. You don’t want to jinx it.”

Maria froze under the touch, her eyes -so blue, so intense -open wide in her shock at the touch. And Merlin could blame a lot of things for what happened next -their tiredness, the late hour, a lapse in judgement -but he’d know -deep down -that he did it because he wanted to.

He caressed her lips with the pad of his finger, his eyes looking into hers; his intention so clear that it would be easy as hell for her to say no -or even punch him for presuming.

But Maria didn’t move -it actually looked like she was having a hard time breathing -she just watched him back, waiting in tense anticipation.

She didn’t wait long; Merlin tipped her chin back and kissed her. This time for real.

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“You’re strangely cute.”

Stiles rolled his eyes. “Everything a boy wants to hear.” He grumbled.

Blair bit her lower lip, because she felt the insane impulse to giggle. She was not a girl that giggled.

“Thank you for…” She cleared her throat. “Thank you for not telling the others about the…”

“Crying?” He prompted. “We wouldn’t want anyone to think you’re just human, right?” He teased, his grin softening it.

“Shut up.” Then she did something worse than giggle; she punched him on the shoulder, like one of those insipid girls that didn’t know how to talk to boys.

Stiles was smiling softly at her, and Blair didn’t know why it crossed her head, but… “If I kiss you now, are you going to scream ‘fire’ again?” She asked.

“Are you kissing me because you want to?” He offered.

“Yes.”

“Then I won’t.” He promised.

Blair cupped his face and kissed him, eager and hurried, but Stiles but his hands on her waist and gentled her. He stayed there until the kiss was slower, gentler…

Different.

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“I’m dying.” Darcy whined pitifully.

Derek rolled his eyes. “You aren’t.”

“You made me exercise!” She accused, glaring at him.

“I make you exercise in a lot of different ways.” He pointed out, just to see her face.

“You don’t make me stretch before sex!”

“Perhaps I should.”

“I was gonna throw a pillow at you, but I’m dead.” She said dramatically.

“I thought you were only dying.” He snorted.

“It’s been enough time that I’m already dead.”

“That’s too bad.” He crawled over her on the couch. “Kissing a dead person is really gross.”

She opened only one eye. “You’re gonna kiss me?”

“Only if you’re alive.”

She opened her eyes and threw her arms around his neck. “It’s a miracle!” She celebrated.

Derek was still laughing when she pulled his mouth to hers.

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“You’re adorable.”

“Shut up or I’m gonna punch your throat.” Rosa threatened.

Kate’s smirk just got bigger. “I’m serious. It was a cute giggle.”

“I did not giggle.”

“I recorded.” Kate offered. “I have it here on my…”

Rosa tackled the other woman to the ground. “Who’s adorable now?” She challenged.

Kate pulled a move and switched their positions. “You are.” She insisted, pinning Rosa to the ground. “But I’ll keep it a secret.” She promised, before lowering herself for a kiss.

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“Why won’t you come closer?” Catia asked from where she stood.

Borra took a long time to answer her. “I do not wish to frighten you.”

“You do not frighten me.” She told him honestly. “You never did.”

He scoffed. “I find that hard to believe.”

As it became clear he wouldn’t come to her, Catia walked up to him.

“You’ve shown me nothing but kindness and respect.” She told him as she advanced in his direction. “I don’t know what will happen now, but I feel safe being next to you.”

She stopped right in front of him, mere inches separating them. Borra started raising his hand to touch her face, but then he saw his own claws and retreated.

Catia grabbed his hand and put it against her face. “I’m here.” She told him firmly. “Are you here with me?”

Borra stared into her eyes for the longest time. Finally he ran the pad of his thumb over her cheekbone. “I am.” He promised her.

Catia’s breath caught when he kissed her for the first time, but it was the sweetest thing she’d ever felt.

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Conan carried the Queen down the hall, some of her soldiers running behind him, like the lost puppies they were.

She was weak, drained from using too much of her magic. She was powerful -the most powerful one Conan had ever met -but even Queen Freya had limits.

Conan lowered her on the bed, and she finally stirred. “Out.” She spoke, her voice soft.

“You heard your Queen.” Conan snarled at the others. “Get out.”

“You have to leave as well.” One of the boys protested.

“He stays.” Freya’s voice was getting stronger, but it was still breathless.

“My Queen…”

“OUT!” She bellowed.

Conan watched in amusement as the kids left in a hurry. He then turned back to the Queen. “How are you?”

“I’ll survive.” She pressed the heel of her hand to her temple. “Did we push them back?”

“Enough for now.” He agreed. “You need to rest. I’ll go.”

“Who says you can go?”

Conan snorted. “If I stay you won’t rest.”

“I’m quite aware.”

He smirked at her, then started stripping his armor. “Whatever my Queen says.”

When he pinned her to the bed, her lips were already reaching for his, demanding his surrender to her. Conan let her think she won.

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Lara was lying down on the small cot they had on the boat -calling it a ship was way too generous. Diana entered the room and closed the door after herself.

“You look tired.” Lara commented.

Diana chuckled. “Thank you for letting me know.”

Lara opened her arms. “Come here.”

Diana grinned and crawled over Lara, her legs cradling the other woman’s hips. “I’m here.” She teased.

“Get closer.” Lara challenged.

Diana covered Lara’s body with hers, dropping sweet kisses all over Lara’s face.

Lara put her hands on Diana’s waist and let the amazon kiss her as she wished, no hurry, no pressure.

Diana rubbed her nose gently against Lara’s. “I feel happier.”

Lara smirked at her. “Glad to be of service.”

Diana chuckled. “Then be a bit more.”

This time when Diana kissed Lara there was nothing slow and sweet about it. Not with the way their hands were caressing the bodies, or how fast clothes were discarded.

But it was just perfect this way.

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“Selene.” Mina whispered in awe.

As if she’d heard her, Selene turned to Mina.

Mina dropped the sword she’d been holding and ran to Selene. The dark-haired woman opened her warms as Mina leaped into them. “You’re here.” Mina sighed in relief.

Selene touched her face gently. “You called me.” She pointed out.

“And you came.” Mina smiled tremulously, before pressing her lips to the other woman’s.