When the Heart Bleeds: A Descendants 2 Romance

What Am I Going To Do With You?

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     Uma looked at her blushing friend, then said, "I think I should warn you! Harry is on his way over!"

      Luna shook out of her enchantment, eyes getting big. She hurried over to her antique mirror dresser and made sure she was together, then spritzed on the honeysuckle perfume she had made herself, and smiled at Uma as she checked her hair in the mirror.
    "You really like him, don't you?", asked Uma, looking at her best friend getting primped up for a guy they already knew and hung out with. "It's not like that!", exclaimed Luna. Uma gave her a look and said, "Yeah, right! I know you! You like Harry!"

Uma had to admit; Harry had been pouring on the charm lately. Poor Luna just got caught up in it.
     "Uma, I just don't know what's happening! Harry is really looking good to me these days! But Carlos....", said Luna. "Uh-uh! No way! You can't blow Harry off for Carlos!", exclaimed Uma, shaking Luna by the arms, playfully.
     Just then, in walked Harry, his existence oozing sex appeal. "Now, now, ladies! What have I walked in on?", he asked, eyeing Uma's grip on Luna's arms. He'd often wondered just how close the two feisty females were, and had often daydreamed of the possible goings-ons. "It's this thing we call communicating!", sassed Uma, letting go of Luna's arms and walking away, looking back at Harry. Luna smiled meekly, then offered, "It's what we do!"
      Harry was suddenly turned on. He leaned in closer to Luna and said, "Where I'm from, we have our own way of 'communicating'....I can show you, if you like....", sexily, using his hook to move her hair back, as gentle and skilled as a surgeon.

      Both Luna nor Uma could breathe, for Harry's sensual ways were driving them both mad as hatters. "I'll leave you two alone!", said Uma, smirking at Luna as she walked away, because her friend had made the crucial mistake of looking into Harry's beautiful eyes, and had became helpless.
      "Down, boy!", yelled Uma as Harry gave her a devilish smirk. He looked into Luna's eyes once more, then backed away, smiling. Luna fought to regain control of her senses, then asked, "Was there something you needed, Harry? To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?"
     Harry smiled, stopping Luna's breath. "I assure you, the pleasure is all mine!", he said, smoothly. Luna blushed, then offered him a seat. Harry looked around the newly decorated place and admired the murals. He picked up a paint brush and dipped it in a pot of grey paint, then preceded to create a likeness of a hook, there on the wall, as Luna watched him closely, her heart beating rapidly.
     Harry finished his painting, then looked at Luna, giving her a sultry look. The sexy way his lips curled when he smiled made Luna weak hearted. "So, I love the new digs...hope that I'm welcomed here?", he asked, moving closer. Luna gave Harry a smile, then said, "Duh! Of course you are! You're one of my best friends!"
    Harry pulled Luna to him, placing his hand on the small of her back. "What if I want to be more than friends? What then?", he asked, his lips inches away from hers. Luna found herself trapped between a rock and a hard place, and couldn't answer. Harry smiled, then placed his lips on Luna's forehead, kissing her. Luna felt faint as a tingle spread through her body like wildfire.
     When Harry saw Luna's reaction, he knew his work was done. "Come on, love!", he said, grabbing her hand. "Let's go find the old girl and collect the idiot, and go pillage some pirate booty!", suggested Harry, too irresistible to say no to. Luna laughed, then asked, "Oh, Harry! What am I going to do with you?"
     Harry squinted his eyes deviously, then replied, "We should arrange for you to find out!"
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