The Forbidden Ship

Additional code: NoSex.

Prompt: Honey.

Slowly, he brushed her cheek with the back of his hand, witnessing how his action caused her to still instantaneously. Her honey-brown eyes widened, her face flushed furiously and her hair crackled with energy. Amused by this, his long, pale fingers slid into those honey-brown curls, feeling the surplus magic titillate his senses. She had no idea how powerful she truly was. She'd no idea how much her hair was a dead giveaway to her true capabilities. He'd never seen someone so brilliant be so insecure.

However, that suited him just fine. Some day that power would serve only him. And now, he would take the first step towards achieving that goal.

His hand moved to the back of her head, tilting it slightly, while his other arm sneaked around her waist, pulling her firmly against his lean body. She gasped in surprise, and he didn't let that wonderful opportunity go to waste. He captured her mouth with his, kissing her thoroughly. Her response was hesitant as if she were holding herself back.

For a moment, he felt her hands at his waist, but then, they were gone again as if she were berating herself for her actions. He tightened his hold on her body, forcing her to acknowledge his strength as he could now feel every curve of her against him. It spiked his temperature, made the class room seem like it were on fire. He relished at the slight tremble that ran through her and the subsequent moan that escaped her mouth as he deepened the kiss, exploring her at his leisure.

She tasted of the honey she had for breakfast this morning.

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