Nine in the afternoon

“Yeah, but-” Acadia shook her head. “Okay. Fine.” She leaned up and pressed her lips against his, knotting her fingers in his hair.

Link smiled and pulled her back into his lap.

“Because not now. What would you do if we were like… Doing stuff and your parents came down. I would die.”

“They’re asleep. And the door to my room is locked.”

“I know what kind you want. But that’s for later.”

“Why not now?”

“You wanted a punishment.”

“Not that kind.”

“Well, yeah.” Acadia smirked. “You’re sleeping on the floor. That’s why.”

“So changing your clothes various times in the day would make them think that even more so?” Acadia laughed. “Maybe. Your punishment probably isn’t one you want though. Where do you keep your extra blankets and pillows?”

“Okay. Except you’d need to go put them on first. Then your parents are going to question you, and that might get weird?” Acadia shook her head. “No. Not yet.”

“Yes, you are.” Acadia laughed, sitting up and crawling towards him. She hopped at him, gently wrapping her arms around his neck. “Tying shoe laces?” She asked sarcastically. Of course she knew what he meant, but she enjoyed playing stupid sometimes.

“And the drawstrings on my sweats.” He smiled, kissing her. “So, I’m in trouble, huh? Am I gonna get punished?”

“No you won’t,” she snapped, looking down at him with a wide smile. 

“Goddamn, now I’m in trouble.” Link mumbled, undoing his belt and dropping it on the ground. He leaned back on the bed, against the wall, setting her free. “Sorry.”

“That’s right.” Acadia giggled softly. “Oh, yeah. You do that now.”

“I’ll do whatever I damn well please.” He said against her neck. He used one hand to hold both of hers and pulled his belt from the loops on his jeans.

“No I’m not!” Acadia pushed against his hold, though she tilted her head back to allow him to kiss her soft skin. “I won’t be your prisoner,” she told him quietly.

“Maybe,” Acadia whispered, leaning back into him. As they kissed, she struggled in his grip, hoping he would release her so that she could tackle him.

“No, no. You’re not getting away that easily.” Link smiled, leaning down and kissing her neck. He moved so he was straddling her hips and using his feet to hold her legs in place. “You are now my prisoner.”

Link leaned down, smirking into the kiss. “You planned this from the beginning didn’t you?”

“I so do!” Acadia protested, crawling back up onto the bed. “Ha-ha! Got you!”

“You do don’t.” Link smiled. He grabbed her wrists and spun them around quickly so she was pinned to the bed underneath him. “I think I got you.”

Acadia giggled, moving so that she was laying on her back, staring up at him. Letting out a small gasp, she slipped off of the bed, quickly sitting up and glaring at Link. “Hey!” She sat up, resting on her knees and reaching her arms towards him to shove him back. “You wanna go? I’ll take. You. Out.”

“You don’t scare me, little girl.” Link smirked, sitting up. He tumbled back on to the bed when she shoved him, taken a little off guard.

“Oh, and it is,” Acadia snapped playfully, smiling up at Link. 

“That sounds like a challenge.”