The Upside Down (For Eluuna)

She sat up slowly, looking around.

"I should probably go check on Zad."

 

"I mean..." she said, drawing out the word. "We could make out for a while, I suppose."

 

"That's true," she mused, grabbing a handful of his shirt and pulling him down to her gently, kissing his jaw slowly. "Anything at all."

 

"I never said that," she replied, pulling away slightly. "But yes."

 

She considered this, her hand slipping beneath his shirt to rest over his scars.

"I'm not sure."

 

She pouted slightly, looking up at him.

"I guess."

 

"How about both?" she suggested, letting go of his shirt and standing up, stretching her arms and yawning as she went over to the window.

 

Her shirt exposed her midriff as she stretched and she glanced out the window thoughtfully before turning to look at him, her white hair catching the sunlight like snow. She grinned at him sunnily, leaning against the wall.

"Want to practice with me?"

 

"That's okay," she replied, tilting her head warmly as she watched him. "I could practice on you. Only good stuff, I promise."

 

She came over to him, slipping her arms around his waist and kissing him lightly.

"Okay. In here?"