Game over

The Kiss

There weren't even bodies. They just.. evaporated.

Dean couldn't stop sobbing in his tent.

"Knock knock." Axel said.

"Come in." Dean snuffled.

"I thought you could use some company."

Dean nodded.

Axel sat next to him, "mind if I sleep here tonight?"

Dean didn't really know what to say, "uh.. it's kinda awkward."

Axel laughed, "not like that. I meant.. you might want another body."

Axel walked out of Dean's tent and bumped into Marisa, their lips gently pecked.

"Hi."

"Hi."

"I don't think we've officially met. I'm Azimuth. Go ahead and call me Axel."

"I'm Marisa."

"Nobody has to know about this, Marisa."

"Know about what?"

Axel kissed her passionately.

He slid his tongue across her bottom lip, she opened her mouth a bit.

This would be dirty if someone caught them.

"I can't.." Marisa began as Axel sucked on her neck.

"Why? You think Chandler's right for you?"

"You think Natasha's right for you?"

"No. I wouldn't do this is if I did."

Marisa bit her lip which had gotten a bit swollen, "I'm sorry, Axel."

"Please, Marisa, I'm not asking for sex. I'm not like that. Just a kiss."

He smiled a sweet, irresistible smile and they continued.

Natasha got out of her tent, "Azi, where are-- WHAT THE FUCK?!"

Axel pulled away, so did Marisa.

"I didn't mean to--" Marisa began.

"Look, if you were curious, the sex is amazing, ah-kay? Now, get away from my husband!" Natasha grabbed Axel's hand and pulled him back to their tent.

Axel smiled and winked at Marisa.

And, he successfully caused Marisa to blush a bright apple red.

Just a kiss, just a kiss, it will never be just a kiss. Now it is, now it may actually be just a kiss. Your clothes will end up on the floor if this happens again. Marisa said to herself.

Hopefully.

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Short and dramatic, just how I like it.

Oooh, what will happen if Chandler finds out.

(Koff koff) I mean when Chandler finds out.