Ivy

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There's a loud banging on the door as I groan, getting up to open it. Maz stands there, dressed, as he rakes his eyes over me.

"That's a look I could get used to." He smiles at me.

"Oh! Let me get dressed." I tell him, blushing. "Wait here."

I close the door behind me and rush to get dressed. I flee into the bathroom, brushing my hair and teeth, and going back to slip on black heels. I look into the mirror and check to see if I'm presentable. After I'm satisfied, I go back and open the door, and see Maz standing there with a smile on his face.

"Let's get going princess." He tells me with a smile on his face.

"I'm not your princess." I tell him, rolling my eyes.

He laughs and starts walking away, wordlessly. I follow him down the halls, and to the training room. He grabs two long knives, turning around to hand me one.

"Feel up to a rematch princess?" Maz asks me.

"Of course I do." I dramatically told him. "But do you think you can keep up?"

I take the knife from his hands and wave it at his face.

"You're so funny." He laughs.

"You're about to see how funny I can get, princess." I retorted.

I crouch down into my stance, as Maz follows with a smile. I send my knife to his side as he jumps out of the way. I quickly sent my blade flying at his head before he could react. He ducks his head just in time as my blade whistles over his head. I watch as a piece of his hair falls to the floor

"Hey, that's a little close there princess." He tells me.

"What can I say?"

I smack my blade into his, taking his attention back to the fight. He gets back into the fight, swinging his blade past my head, seeking revenge. I duck, kicking the side of his leg. He stumbles, catching his balance as I thrust my blade to his chest. He brings his knife up, knocking mine away.

"Come on princess. Is this supposed to be a challenge for me?" He asked me.

I scowl at him and lunge at him with my blade again. He jumps back, meeting his blade with mine. I get so frustrated at him that I shove him full force. Ugh, he's so stuck up. He stares at me with his dangerous icy blue eyes, and glares. I immediately regret it as Maz takes a powerful step toward me. I guess he didn't like that... I take a retreating step back toward the wall. I silence my gasp as he growls at me, and lunges at me. He shoves me into the wall behind me, pinning my shoulders to it.

I try to shove him off of me, but he grabs hold of my wrists and pins them to the wall on either side of my head. I struggle with his grasp, and he pushes his body against mine into the wall. I try to get from under him, but it's useless.

I look into his eyes and see the dangerous glint in his eyes as I shrink back into the wall. Unwillingly, my eyes flick down to his lips, and back into his dangerous stare.

I watch as his face turns mystified as he looks down at me. We stare at each other as my heart races. I feel as my heart pounds in my ears, my face flushing red, hoping he can hear it. His blue eyes tear from mine and down to my lips. Butterflies soar in my stomach as he looks back into my eyes. I suck in a breath as I look back to my lips with resolve. Slowly, he leans down to my lips, waiting. As if he's waiting for me to push him away. I try to process it but I can't. The words caught on my tongue.

When Maz feels like I won't push him away, he presses his lips to mine, and kisses me. I feel as he pulls back and looks into my eyes, looking for my reaction. I let out the breath I was holding and looked into his eyes. Maz leans down and kisses me again. He lets go of my wrists as they fall to my waist and crushes my body against his. I tangle my fingers in his hair as I kiss him back, wanting him closer. His tongue brushes against my lip, and my body stiffens.

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