we're the gladiators

He didn’t really have much time to question anything. He wanted to, but resisted. He walked along with her as she pulled him along, stopping once they’d arrived in the classroom. “Is that s—” He was cut off as her lips crashed against his once more, but this time he was ready. He eagerly, fervently returned her kiss, picking her up and sitting her on a desk. He pulled away momentarily to pull off his shirt, offering a sly smirk. “You’re not gonna cut me off this time, are you?”

Brennan was taken by surprise when she kissed him. It took him a moment to realize it was even happening but despite the fact that it was completely wrong he kissed back, his hands moving to her waist as he did so.

His hands on her waist brought forth a dozen crashing waves of buried longing, a forbidden lust that she'd ignored for quite some time presenting itself at long last. She turned her head, looking around. Bella took his hand, pulling him along behind her. She pushed through the door to the classroom, closing it behind them and turning the lock before she turned back to him. "Actually, Brennan," she said, "I think we could both use a pick me up." Her eyes roved over him for a moment before she pulled him toward herself, back pressing against the door and her mind fogged with him.

Yeah? Do tell.

Bella turned toward him, facing him fully. She took a slow step towards him, cupping his face in one hand. She took the fact that he didn't immediately draw away from her as a good sign, pressing her lips to his before good sense could stop her.

Everything really. My grades are slipping, love life’s failing. I guess I just need a pick-me-up.

In a word? Frustrated.

And why is that? Perhaps I can sympathize.

Yeah. Yeah, we’re fine.

And how about you, love. How have you been?

Why do you say that?

It's been a rough week. I'm not here to bore you with my sob story, Bren. I just wanted to make sure that, you know.. that we were okay.

[Crosses his arms over his chest] Well…no. I’m a forgive and forget kind of person.

Good. It seems I could use a friend or two these days.

…You too, Bellatrix.

You aren't still mad at me, I hope?

You’re telling me.

Rivenburgh. Long time, no see.