Kissed & Killed Each Other
Summary: Two souls get lost in the woods, but find each other.
Pairing: MC x Drake
Words: 1.874
Silence and darkness currently reign at the palace, the moon all by herself right up in the sky, feeling as lonely as Luna, probably.
She’s standing by the large window, staring outside at the woods before her, darkness making it hard to distinguish between monsters and trees. Which is which? Luna doesn’t know. She’s got a lot on her mind.
Another night has gone by, filled with fake smiles and over the top dresses, way too expensive champagne, and spoiled royals. The ball she had to attend this evening wasn’t as bad as she’s making it sound, but the truth is, when she’s out there it’s like she assumes a different attitude that immediately changes her personality, who she really is, and makes her become this other person who wants to become part of the court because of the expectations people have of her. She’s supposed to say certain things, and act like one of them. By now, she knows the rules by heart, and she doesn’t even have to try anymore. It comes naturally to her. Is that sad? Because it definitely sounds sad.
She’s standing by the large window staring at the woods outside, still wearing her ball dress. It’s very pompous, which makes it hard for her to walk as nonchalantly as she’s supposed to, but it’s manageable. If she glances at the mirror too fast, she might even mistake herself for an actual princess. The thought makes her laugh, and her lips curve in a small, amused smile.
The clock in her bedroom indicates that it’s now 2 AM, but Luna is not sleepy. She keeps occasionally looking at her door, hoping it’d suddenly swing open and someone would come in. Not just anyone, though. A specific someone. The problem is, it’s not the someone she is supposed to be wanting.
She bites her lips as she stares at nothing in particular, thinking about how all the trees in front of her are completely free, and she isn’t. But maybe she could be, for one night. Maybe, instead of waiting, she could be the one exiting that door to enter another. The one that leads to the bedroom she wants to be in right now. Luna sighs to herself, shaking her head lightly, and looks down at her dress. It is a gorgeous dress. The pastel lilac that defines it makes her look soft, delicate, innocent. It’s fitting. Sometimes, she definitely feels like a sheep that’s fallen for the wolf’s trap. And the wolf is just a few meters away, waiting for the moment to strike. So the sheep starts panicking, and looks around, but there’s no sight of the wolf. Until finally, the wolf comes behind the sheep’s back, and kills it.
Luna abruptly turns around, gasping.
No one’s there.
She shakes her head again and decides to get out of this room. She opens the door as carefully as she can, not making any noise. She looks around before stepping out, taking off her shoes and walking around carrying them with one hand.
She makes it to the stairs, and that’s when she hears footsteps. She freezes for a moment, standing at the top of the large, numerous stairs, as she looks down. Her eyes light up once the person coming up is near enough for her to identify.
“Hi.” Drake’s voice is nothing but a mere whisper, but despite that, Luna can feel the warmth and the sweetness in his tone. She instantly smiles. “Hi.”
He walks up as she walks down, and eventually they meet halfway, stopping in their tracks.
“Where are you going?”, Drake’s brows furrow a bit, a confused expression on his face.
Luna smiles, again, and shrugs lightly. “Can’t sleep.”
“ Me either.”
The reply is instant, and Luna doesn’t know what to make of it. They stand there for a few seconds, unsure of what to say, and what to do. Luna is starting to feel self conscious, for some reason. She bites her lips nervously.
“Well, I’ll get going now. Goodnight, Stark.”
“’Night, Drake.”
She’s only partially disappointed that he didn’t follow her, but she keeps walking, shoes in hand, until she finally reaches the gardens.
She looks up to stare at the moon, her heart still beating fast. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath in hope to regain composure, and makes her way towards the woods.
After having wandered around enough, she reaches another set of stairs. She doesn’t know if she’s allowed to go down there, but she’s dying to know where it leads. As she’s about to take a step towards the stairs, she hears a noise coming from behind her. Like someone just stepped on fallen leaves. She turns around but doesn’t see anyone, so she hides behind a tree.
Everything is quiet, except for the sound of leaves being crushed by someone stepping on them. It’s not violent, but rather soft. Suddenly, the footsteps stop.
Luna cautiously goes to check, holding her dress slightly up with her hands, and she sees a figure move from behind a tree to another. It’s a figure she recognizes, and the discovery makes her laugh.
It’s a while before they finally meet, they teasingly played with each other’s shadows first. Luna is back in front of the small stairs she was going to go to before the noise distracted her. She waits for the figure approaching her to come down the moon’s light.
“Are you following me?”, Luna smiles teasingly, already knowing the answer.
Drake looks flustered, like Luna just discovered his biggest secret, and she smiles even more at his attempt of not looking embarrassed.
“I told you I couldn’t sleep,” Drake casually runs a hand through his hair, but even in the dark, Luna can see the hint of red on his ears. “It’s okay,” she wants to say. “I’m nervous, too,” but she doesn’t say anything. Just takes a step towards him, and he does the same.
They’re staring at each other, not saying anything, but saying everything at the same time. He holds up a hand and goes to stroke her cheek, but Luna notices the hesitation in his eyes before he even drops his hand; she tries not to let it get to her. Drake sighs and bows his head lightly, taking a small step back.
“Why are you here, Drake?” She’s looking at him, trying not to sound as nervous as she feels. She’s been hoping for him to do this all night, and now that it’s finally happened, it’s like she can’t dare to wish for more. Like this is already too much, and maybe they’ll never have more.
“It’s hard to spend some time with you when you’re constantly surrounded by nobles,” Drake’s not looking at her, because apparently the ground is much more interesting and appealing.
She takes another step towards him and puts a hand under his chin, pushing his head up, so he can look at her. His intense stare bores into her soul, and she can’t look away. In this moment, they’re both stripped out of all their rational thoughts, all their self control, and there’s no one else but them.
Drake fiercely runs a hand through Luna’s hair and opens his mouth to kiss her, with the force of someone who’s been dying to do it. Luna responds immediately, just as fiercely. She puts her hands on his waist and it’s like they’re slow dancing, as they move around the trees without ever parting away from each other’s lips. Luna eventually ends up with her back against a tree, and reluctantly, Drake pulls away.
They’re heavily breathing as they look at each other, like it’s the only way they have to communicate. They don’t need words, just one stare is enough.
He gently strokes her cheek, almost like he’s afraid he might break her. Or that he might wake up.
Luna closes the small distance between them and kisses him again, pushing her lips against his until she’s forced to pull away to regain her breath. Drake’s lips follow hers as he kisses her again, and again, and again. It’s intoxicating. Luna’s convinced she’s turning into an addict, and she’s addicted to moments like this.
She runs both her hands in his hair, slightly pulling at it, as she parts her lips once again and welcomes his tongue in her mouth, tangling it with hers in an endless cycle. They’re both panting, but with no intention of stopping.
Drake rests his hands on her waist and pulls her closer to him, his forehead against hers, as he stares down at her bitten red lips.
“See what you make me do?”, Luna can tell by his tone that he’s teasing, and she lets out a small laugh as she tries to take her breathing back to a normal rate.
“Me?”, her lips curve into a knowing, teasing smile. Drake shakes his head like he’s completely given up.
“You’ll be the death of me one day, Stark.”
Luna’s smile grows bigger, teeth and all. She kisses him one last time, trying to memorize the way he tastes, seeing as she has no idea when she’ll be able to touch his lips again.
“You know, I…” “Shh,” Luna puts a finger to his mouth to shut him up. She shakes her head.
“Don’t say it. But… me too.”
They’re heading back to the palace, walking in silence but very slowly. Their knuckles occasionally brush against each other, and Luna looks at him by the corner of her eye with a small smile on her face, only to find he’s already looking at her. She blushes, and looks away, biting her lips.
It’s when they finally arrive in front of her bedroom door that she realizes she doesn’t want to say goodbye. He’s standing behind, waiting for her to enter the room, but it’s like her hands are frozen and she can’t move them.
She doesn’t want to say goodbye.
“I don’t want to say goodbye.” “Stark…” Luna turns around and looks at him.
“You should stay here tonight.”
Drake sighs and looks away, running a hand through his hair. “You know I can’t.” “Says who?”, Luna is being unreasonable, and she knows it. But she’s not ready to let him go just yet.
Drake doesn’t say anything, just grabs her by the waist and pulls her close, impossibly close, to him and kisses her once again. Luna’s eyes remain open for a moment, and she notices Drake’s brows furrowing as the kiss deepens, almost like an indication of the desperation he’s putting in it. It’s only then that she closes her eyes and lets go for the remaining seconds they have left, as she gently puts a hand on his face and strokes his cheek with her thumb. Drake pulls away abruptly, and Luna’s eyes go wide, as she gasps.
She looks at him as he slowly steps back, watches him wipe his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt and Luna’s not sure, but it almost looks like he’s shaking his head.
Eventually, his silhouette fades into the darkness of the long, enormous hallway, and she sighs to herself as she goes back to her room.
