Ruh Roh (One on One)

She wrapped her arms around his waist.

"You're lucky you don't have wings," she said quietly. "They are so impractical."

 

She extended them behind her, closing her eyes.

"They hurt. I'm trading them in for pointier ears."

 

"Oh, so pointy."

"Are you watching, Sam?" he asked. "This is where it gets good."

 

She closed her eyes, her hand coming up to rest on his jaw.

"I don't believe you."

 

She kissed him back, her fingers curling in his hair.

The spirit turned to Sam.

"So! What have we learned?"

 

"She's easy to manipulate if you show her just a little bit of affection. Look at her."

She buried her face in his neck, kissing his jaw.

 

"I'm sick and cruel? You've starved this pixie, Sam. I'm simply nourishing her."

Her lips found his.

"I love you, Sam," she murmured, her hand on his jaw.

 

"Didn't you, Sam? Look at this. She doesn't know what to do with herself."

Her nose brushed his, and she slipped her arms over his shoulders.

 

She seemed uncertain, folding her wings against her back slowly.

 

She nodded slowly, leaning into his touch.

"You're always so patient with me."