Game On.

Blood rose

Cat looked up into Julian's face. Well, this was most definitely very awkward. She floundered for words. "I... ah... wh... y... get off!"
Julian raised an eyebrow. "Why should I? You were enjoying it, weren't you?"
"No! I... ah... wha... No! Just no!"
Cat stuttered, wriggling underneath him, trying to escape. He chuckled and pinned her arms above her head.
"So, you don't like it when I tickle you here." He said, tickling her under her chin. Cat gave a strangled giggle, trying not to laugh.
"Or lick you here."
He lent down and lightly licked her neck, sending sparks fizzing up and down her spine.
"Or kiss you here." He whispered in a low, sensual voice, pressing a kiss to her collar bone. Cat's heart raced, traitorously beating loudly against her ribs. Her breath hitched in her throat as they gazed into each other's eyes. Gently, Julian leant down a second time and kissed her lips passionately.
Fireworks poured down Cats spine, heat and cold and colour and stars flooded her body. All she could think about was his fingers in her hair, and her arms around his neck and how he felt to hold close, so tall and strong, and his lips... oh, his lips. They were amazing, tasting like fire and ice and freedom. Cat couldn't think of anything else. All that existed was right here, right now.

Lindsay put her blood on the last petal, watching as it sunk in to colour it the same as the rest of the flower. Gently, she placed it back into the statues hands.
A ripple ran through the entire castle.
Lindsay ran to the window. "Look, Harry!" She called, pointing. Harry hurried over. Colour. Colour spread over the stone castle in great sheets, turning everything back from cold grey. And people. The stone people, coming to life as their stone limbs turned back into flesh.
Lindsay turned back around. "Okay, lets get princess Moira here, find Cat and... your not Moira. who the heck are you?"

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