Imagine...

You and your enemy are forced to share a bed. "I'm not sleeping on the floor." You tell him, crossing your arms.
"Well neither am I Princess." He replies, moving to the bed and taking off his shirt. He's lay at the other end, facing away from you, and soon your both fall asleep.

Half way through the night you are awoken by shuffling sounds and movement. You were positioned on your side, facing the direction of your enemy, but he was sitting on the bed. His muscular back was towards you and you watched as he let out a sigh, putting his head in his hands. You continue to stare, wondering whether you should check on him or not. However, you immediately shut your eyes once he suddenly turns around.

He climbs back into bed, shuffling over. You feel him very close to you, heat radiating off his body, warming yours. You continue to pretend you're asleep.
You then feel fingers softly graze across your arm. His touch starts low, before slowly rising up.

He then moves his fingers up to your neck, pushing your hair off your shoulder to expose it. You try your best not to Shiver and to hold back the goosebumps that are wanting to burst out. His thumb then grazes your cheek, his face so close you can feel his soft, warm, breathing. 

"I know your awake." He whipers and your eyes snap open. You both stare at each other, faces inches away. He continues to caress your cheek with the back of his hand. "What are you doing?" You finally ask. "Admiring." He states slowly, gaze never leaving yours. An intense feeling fills your stomach, the proximity getting out of you. You snap out of it and begin to get out of the bed. His hand immediately falls and you walk over to the window, feeling very bothered.

A second later you feel him behind you, his breath near your neck, his warm hand on your shoulder. "Sorry I didn't mean to-" You quickly turning around and face him causing him to stop speaking. You look into his confused eyes for a second before saying, "Fuck it," and smashing your lips onto his.