Hilda giggled as she leaned in and kissed her lover. Her lover smiled into the kiss and attached his hands to Hilda's waist. He picked her up and spun her around.
Hilda broke away and laughed, "Silver!"
"What?" Silver asked innocently. He flopped onto the bed with Hilda in his arms.
Hilda smiled and moved some stray red strands of hair from Silver's face, "You are so dramatic." She sang.
Silver moved his hands to Hilda's butt, "You love my dramatic flair."
Hilda hummed in thought, "Do I?"
"I think you do."
"I think you're right..." Hilda cooed, leaning down and putting her lips to Silver's.
Silver pulled Hilda against him, trying to get as close to her as possible. Silver flipped Hilda over so that she was underneath him, her back against the mattress. They shared a passionate kiss, both trying to gain dominance over the other.
Silver slowly pulled away and got off of Hilda, sitting up.
Hilda looked up at Silver in wonderment, "Everything okay?" She asked, sitting up.
Silver rubbed the back of his neck, "Yeah...I'm fine."
Hilda reached for Silver's hand, but he pulled away, "Are you sure?" She asked.
Silver nodded, "It's just...I don't think we should be doing this..."
Hilda nodded, "Oh..."
Silver placed a hand on Hilda's thigh, "Look, it's not you. I just think that we need to come clean with Lyra and N."
Hilda pouted, "Are you sure?" She asked, climbing onto Silver's lap. She tugged on the collar of his jacket, "I'm having so much fun just like this..." she cooed, kissing Silver's neck.
Silver rolled his eyes, "Come on...I know it's eating at you, too."
Hilda buried her head in Silver's shoulder, "Why do you have to be right all the time?"
Silver chuckled lightly and rubbed Hilda's back, "Because I'm the smart one."
Hilda turned and kissed Silver's cheek, "Oh yeah...so smart..." she said sarcastically.
Silver grabbed both sides of Hilda's face with one hand and squished her cheeks so her lips pursed. Her eyebrows lowered in anger and Silver chuckled. He leaned in and placed a small kiss on her lips.
"So cute..." He teased.
Hilda ripped her face from Silver's grasp. She squished Silver's face with both of her hands.
"We'll figure this out," Hilda promised.
"Promise?" Silver asked, his face still squished.
Hilda nodded and hovered her lips over Silver's, "I promise..."
