It All Started With A Kiss (Continuation)

Making Up For It

Aly starts to stir as she feels her hair being played with. She then feels a pressure against her lips and she realizes that Mike is kissing her to get her awake. She reaches up and grasps his shirt as she responds. He chuckles into the kiss, before pulling away.

"I see that worked in waking you up."

"Mmm...that was a nice wake up call."

"Maybe I should do that more often, if that's gonna be your response."

"That would be nice." She gives him a lazy smile as she stretches, wincing a little as he side twinges.

"Side still hurt?"

"Yeah."

"Are you gonna be okay for tomorrow night?"

"I should be fine."

"Okay, good. Can't have you going into a match hurting already."

"Right." She carefully sits up and swings her legs off the couch.

"We have a flight soon don't we?"

"Unfortunately." He nods.

"Bleh." She makes a face and stands up.

"But hey at least we won't have a flight for maybe a few days or so after today."

"Good."

Then they both head into the bedroom to change and get their things ready for the flight. They finish packing up their things and move the bags to sit by the door. She's zipping up her carry on bag when she feels hands on her shoulders and upper arms that are left bare by the gaps in the sleeves of her thin, burn out top that she has over a black tank top.

"You're going to be touchy feely today aren't you."

"Maybe..."

"I can't say I mind." She tilts her head back and kisses his cheek.

"Of course." He smiles, then turns his head and seals his lips with hers for the 2nd time.

She twists her body so that they're face to face and returns the kiss happily. He wraps his arms around her, and pulls her closer to him as he continues to kiss her. She slides her hands up and holds his neck. He pulls back after a few moments, and leans his forehead against hers.

"Can't be late for the flight."

"Right." She sighs.

"But there will be more of that later, you have my word." He smirks.

"There better be." She shakes her finger at him and pretends to be threatening.

"Pretending to be threatening huh?" He laughs.

"Don't mock me." She narrows her eyes.

"Ooooh, I'm scared."

"You should be."

"Riiight, but anyways shall we get going?"

"Right. Just one last thing." She slides from his arms and goes to find something.

She comes back wearing a pair of sunglasses since it looks quiet sunny out. Then they grab their things and head out the door to the airport. They do the normal routine of checking in and then waiting for the plane to arrive. Once it does, like always they go over to the gate and walk on board, waiting for others to get on before it finally pulls away from the gate and takes off. Now with me and Alex, he is currently trying to wake me. I just grumble in protest, not wanting to move. Alex starts giving me short, gentle kisses. I start to respond by first sliding my arms around his neck. He gives me a longer kiss and then breaks it.