Chalant Kisses

Upside- Down Kiss

"She would be his cool breeze in the dark, a shadow dancer in between life and death, drawing him from his terrible reality."

- Monica Sanz, Finvarra's Circus

"You should smile more often, it suits you."

"You're enjoying this aren't you?"

"Extremely."

The moon was high in the sky and the alleyway where Robin was tied up was especially dark. A tangle with some muggers got the better hand of him. He fell into the trap before he had even seen it. The magician found him an hour later, hanging upside down against the wall. She's now sitting on the ground. They had hung him down far enough to where they were face to face.

"You know, I've never noticed that small crinkle at the edge of your eyes."

"Yes, you have. I think too much blood is flowing down to your head."

He huffed out a laugh. "What's it going to take for you to help me down?"

She tilted her head to the side and kept her eyes on his as she shuffled closer towards him. Robin kept eye contact even as she slid her hand around and cupped the back of his head to bring it closer.

"There is something that I've always wanted to try." Her eyes closed as she eased her face closer, giving him enough time to pull away. He didn't, and their lips met in a kiss.

It was kind of awkward because of the position, but it still worked. It was slow and sweet.

They pulled away. There was a lovesick look on both of their faces as they slowly opened their eyes.

"Is there anything else you wanna try or can you untie me?"

"You know, just for that I should leave you up there."