waterfalls

i bet

"Big B, I bet you can't go a day without touching me!"

He turned around bewildered, his face pales in anguish. "W-What-?" Getting up from his desk he leaves his computer aside completely forgetting about editing his video and stalks over to you.

Arms out a frown heavily placed on his lips. "Babe, you don't mean that ... right?" You smirk at him arms crossed.

"Hell yeah, I do." He whines in protest, appalled at the claim diving for your hands he reaches for you but you pull away with a smile on your face.

"Berlin~"

"Come on baby, this is stupid, ion wanna play your games right now."

"Then do something about it."

You stand in front of him arms crossed daring him to make the first move. He doesn't. He can't, his feet are rooted to the ground confusion swarming in his eyes.

Were you just bored? did you want his attention? it had to be one of those two so he finally caved and decided to play your stupid game.

You took a step forward and Berlin swore you stole his breath, you were inches apart all he had to was lean in and your lips would be on his.

He fought back the urge to touch you his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides his tall figure towering over your much smaller one in comparison.

"So what's it gonna be, B?" He simply looked down at you his eyes holding a look you couldn't read.

Berlin just hummed at you in response. He had just realized
that his right hand was on your shoulder. A few more seconds had passed as you both stood there silently, staring into each other's souls.

Berlin wore a sly smirk and you twitched in nervousness.

And then, Berlin did something that even caught himself by surprise. He dared himself to break your intense eye contact and glanced at your lips for a split second. And that was the move you were waiting for.

Before you knew what you were doing, you moved your hand towards the man's neck and pulled him down, connecting your lips. Berlin immediately responded by snaking his hands around your waist and pulling you closer to him.

Your lips fit so perfectly together as if they were made for each other. Berlin moved his lips against yours so passionately that you felt weak in your knees, but he steadied you with a firm grip on your waist as you kissed him back with the same passion.

You tangled your hand in his messy hair while Berlin pull your bottom lip between his teeth and tugged it lightly. You fought back a moan and you let him completely devour you.

But you weren't going to let him make you feel like this and
get away with it.

Grabbing a fist full of his hair and pulling it roughly as Berlin pushed you against the wall, his hands tightening
around your waist, he kissed you deeper. And you swore you felt fireworks dance around in your stomach.

After what felt like years, you both finally broke apart for air. The both of you holding onto each other desperately,
breathing heavily with foreheads pressed together.

"I win," he muttered, his breath stolen from the kiss.