One shots

Splash

Fandom: none
Pairing: the titanic x the glacier

I inched closer. I could feel the cold water hit the sides of my body.
" just a kiss my sweet" he cooed. Every bolt within told me it was wrong, but it felt so right. I inched even closer. I could see his jagged face, his body hidden by the dark waters that surrounded us.
" we shouldn't-" I tried to argue, but I kept going toward him. He gave a smile. His smile could have melted lead.
" I've never seen such a creature as beautiful as you, your hull shines like the rising sun, your smile warm enough to melt my icy edges, your voice washes over me, more fiercely that the crashing waves, you eyes capture my heart and soul, your name slides off my tongue, and spills from my lips like melted gold.~"
I felt my self blush and he continued to romance me, I smiled, inching closer.
" Father would be...unpleased, with my - our, decision." I said, words getting caught in my throat. My thoughts going towards the captain, had who guided me, though he seemed to be absent at the moment.
" will you let your father keep you under the oppressive chains of a wheel? To force you away from your only chance at love? How do know that if we don't act now we'd ever see each other again?"
His dark eyes seem to call to me, no for me. He nervously bit his lip in anxiety, as though the vary thought that he'd go a day without me would cause him to die. Tears danced in his eyes as he waited for my answer.

People relied on me, they were my purpose, father would be furious if I were to go with this romantic, deep, hunk of ice. But my heart seem to long for him, my ears ached to hear his voice of silk, I ached for him. I silently apologized to father as I went toward him, guided by my heart.
He saw me get closer, his smile of relief and love made my body ease, convincing me I've made the right choice. I inched closer, wanting nothing more than his lips on mine.

Then it happened. Our lips crashed together, as though nothing could stop us from wanting each other. His kiss seemed to romanticize me them selves, as though they were silently telling me that I was wet to his water, the cold to his ice. I knew he was the shine to my metal, the sail to my wind.

But I was being pulled away, I seemed to slip from his grip as water filled me, I gasped for air as I heard his cries echo in my ears, as the dark water washed over my eyes making it almost impossible to see.
" my sweet, please, don't " his sobs echoed in my ears, as I sank.
Deeper,
Wanting
Nothing
More
Than
His
Arms
Around
Me....