Anon Apocalypse

Unexpected Kiss

Heyyy so this chapter might be a little bit shorter because I've had a few glasses of wine!

A little more romance thoughhhhh so enjoy!

I sat on my bed petting Tempest and Stella, taking deep breaths trying to forget that Tank had been so close. I was a grown woman, I shouldn't be so unsettled, and I hate to say, turned on by the way he had whispered in my ear. I frowned then began digging through the clothes on my bed. I pulled out a thick pair of grey sweatpants and a white tank top and slipped them on along with black panties and a sports bra. I climbed under the comforter and my pups curled close to my head and I sighed releasing all the negative thoughts and for the first time in a long time I fell into a deep sleep.

My dreams were filled with winged monsters and blood. I was surrounded and the slithering monsters snapped their teeth at me. I had a knife in my hand and was desperatley fending them off. I was alone, my pups weren't even with me. The mutants were closing in when Tank appeared, full gear without a helmet and cut down monster after monster. After they were all dead he approached me and slid an arm around his waist bending down to place his lips on mine.

I jolted awake, dripping in sweat pushing my long sweaty dark hair behind my ears. I climbed out of bed and walked to the bathroom connected to my room and splashed cold water onto my face, trying to wake myself up. I shivered at the vivid memory of the monsters screaming for my blood then immediately began blushing at the memory of Tank. You don't even see each other that way, why would you dream that. I walked to my door and gently opened it then tip toed down the hall. I walked to the fridge and rummaged inside for a bottle of water when a cough from the doorway caused me to straighten up.

Water bottle in hand I turned around and glanced up at the seven foot figure in the doorway. Tank brushed his hands through his hair and walked by me, opening the fridge to grab his own water. He sat down at the table with his leg stretched out, he was shirtless with nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants hung low on his tall frame.

"What's got you up so late princess?" I cautiously sat in the chair across from him and took another long drink of my water. I tried to force my eyes to his face but couldn't help eyeing his muscled chest and flat, hard abs. I shrugged before giving him an answer.

"I had some rough dreams." He frowned then took another swig of his water.

"I feel that." As he set his water on the table I felt his leg slightly brush against mine. Man he really is tall. I shook my head and watched him out of the corner of my lashes. He was very attractive, I couldn't deny it, if only he was actually nice. "Are you adjusting well though?" He muttered softly almost like he didn't want to say it.

"Yeah I'm settling in pretty nice. I'm not as nervous like when I had a gun pointed at me." I looked him dead in the eyes as I spoke, waiting to see his reaction. He tilted his head then stood up, leaning over me with a hand on my chair and one on the table.

"You know if you played your cards right it could be something else pointed at you." He mumbled it softly as his eyes focused on my lips. I sat stiffly, my mind a whirlwind as I tried to process what was happening. Before I could stop myself my hand flittered up to his face, tracing his rough jawline and trailing my fingertip across his lips. His eyes never left mine then with a sudden jerk he leaned forward closing the gap between us. His mouth engulfed mine, slipping his tongue between my teeth. I slid my hands from his jaw to the hair on the back of his head and gripped it tightly. He growled against my lips and lifted me out of my chair with one arm, setting me on the top of the table and breathing heavily against my lips. One hand gripped my waist and twisted in my shirt while his other gently yet firmly wrapped around my throat. I let out a soft gasp as he pressed himself between my legs deepening the kiss and slightly tightening his grip. Almost as quickly as it began, Tank stepped away, running his fingers through his hair shaking his head. He opened his mouth to say something then though better, reaching a hand out he twirled one of my dark locks around his finger and gave me that half smile of his. "G'night princess. Sweet dreams." And with that he stalked out of the kitchen, his long arms swinging at his sides.

"Goodnight..." I blushed and pressed my hands to my cheeks thinking of what just happened. We don't even like each other! I shook my head and hopped down from the table, grabbing my water and heading back to my room. I eyed the doors wondering which one could be his before stepping into my own room. I climbed into my bed and pulled the covers tight over myself, careful not to stir Tempest and Stella, and brushed a finger over my lips. That really happened. I smiled softly and drifted into sleep, dreaming of Tanks large hands and his soft lips.

Whew chile, sorry for the late update! Those couple of glasses had me snoozing away!!

Hope you enjoyed!