My Rebellious Kitten
"So what is my reward going to be?" He raises one eyebrow as he says that, the smirk evident on his lips.
"Your reward?" I ask with a puzzled look on my face.
He grabs my hand and pulls me off the stool towards him.
"Yes, my reward. I saved you from that pig. Now, you owe me a kiss, beautiful," he says without even blinking. Is he serious?
"Don't touch what you don't own! And I don't owe you anything. I didn't ask for your help," I hiss at him.
Before I know it, he let's go of my hand and places his fingers at the back of my head. He pulls my head towards his and places his lips on mine.
He's kissing me roughly, holding my head in place. My eyes are wide open, but I don't see anything. Everything around me is spinning, my whole body is electrified. My blood is rushing through my veins, and I can't seem to gather my thoughts together. My body is paralyzed and I can't even push him away from me.
He's good at this! Really good! Does he take kissing classes? Can I take these classes? At least, I'm not kissing back. I still have some control left in me.
He let's go off me after what seems like an eternity, and I blink a few times. His green eyes are burying holes in mine, but I can see a smirk finding its way back on his face.
I let my hands slowly find their way around his neck, as I begin pulling him back into another kiss. I see that his smirk is getting bigger, and just when I'm about to touch his lips with mine, I hit him with my knee where the sun doesn't shine with everything that I have.
I watch his smirk turn into a pained expression, as he slides down on the floor right in front of me.
What? Did he really think he can get away with this?