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Let's get spicy? no?

The storm was relentless, showing no sign of letting up. Alexia and Marco had attempted once to return to the Moby. The attempt was destined to fail before they began as the storm grew in strength. Alexia felt the anxiety continue to grow inside her the longer they waited, knowing they were well pasted the forty-eight-hour mark.

"We need to try again."

"The storm hasn't let up; we won't be able to get anywhere." Marco groaned, having already revisited this conversation for what felt like the millionth time.

"No, I won't be able to get anywhere. You can." Alexia stressed, pulling away from Marco to look at him directly. She began to regret it as the cold started to seep back into her body.

"You're not seriously suggesting what I think you are yoi. Not happening."

"We need to do something Marco." Alexia said firmly, "We both know that in this situation I am slowing us down. The weather won't affect you like it does me, you can make it back to the Moby. If you can make it back before they decide to come looking for us..."

"No, out of the question." Marco cut her off, pulling her back onto his lap. "I am not leaving you behind. Who knows the chances of me being able to find you again out here before your injured from the weather? You know if I wasn't with you, you would have succumbed to hypothermia by now. Knowing those idiots; they've already set out to find us. It's better for both them and us if we stay on the island."

Alexia sighed, curling further into Marco's chest. She knew this argument would be pointless, he had refused to listen to her the last several times she tried to get him to leave. He did have a point though. He was the only reason she hadn't frozen to death. And although she would never admit it out loud, she enjoyed the warmth coming from Marco. If it were different circumstances, she wouldn't have minded staying like this for eternity.

"So, correct me if I'm wrong... your staying here..." Alexia reiterated.

"I don't know how that hasn't been clear to you up until this point," Marco sighed, "I'm not leaving you behind."

"Then I guess your just going to have to keep up!" Alexia spurted out, scrambling off of his lap quickly to head out in the storm.

"Yoi what the hell!" Marco lunged forward, his arms quickly snaking around her middle and pulling her back inside. He quickly moved so she was pinned underneath him, giving her barely any room to physically protest as the space in their current position was extremely limited. "Do you have a death wish? What did we literally just discuss?!"

"We discussed that you wouldn't leave me behind, so if I leave your just going to have to come with." Alexia smirked up at him as he continued to glare back.

"Damn it Lexi, you know damn well that's not what I meant. Neither of us are going out there right now." Marco all but growled into her ear, "Trust me on this and for once can you not argue with me!"

Alexia was silent, finding herself at a loss of words. She knew then, Marco was at his limit with her antics. She had been careful lately, trying not to tease him to the point of irritation as often as she used to. Alexia pressed the palm of her hand against Marco's cheek. A pang of guilt set in her chest as she watched Marco lean into her touch, before closing his eyes and letting out a deep sigh, the exhaustion suddenly more prominent in his features than before.

Marco pulled away abruptly as he felt Alexia's lips suddenly against his. The confusion on her face was immediately erased as his lips crashed back down against hers. She could feel the desperation in his kiss, the emotional need. She grasped his jacket, pulling him closer to her as he wrapped an arm under her hips to do the same. A shudder ran through her body as his lips ghosted against her neck, hearing him lightly chuckle in response. He nipped lightly at her earlobe, causing a light moan to escape her lips; encouraging him to go further. Using only his knees to hold himself up, his other hand trailed along the hem of her shirt, brushing lightly against the skin of her lower abdomen.

Alexia bit her bottom lip nervously as she felt a blush grow on her cheeks, her face feeling as though it was burning.

"Beautiful yoi," Marco muttered, pulling up for a moment to look at her, "Your absolutely beautiful." Alexia's face felt even more heated as she turned her face slightly in embarrassment.

"Marco..." She paused, scooting back to sit up slightly, "I know my feelings towards you, and I'd like to think I know how you feel about me. But with everything kind of seeming to move so quickly... I just... what am I to you? What is this exactly... between us?"

Marco sat up lightly smiling at her as she nervously met his gaze. He brought a hand forward to cup her face, a thumb stroking her cheek. He could see her fingers fidgeting as his smile turned into a smirk.

"You," He leaned forward and pressed his lips against her forehead, "Are my right-hand, my queen, my girl. From the moment you haphazardly came into my life, I couldn't get you out of my head yoi. You plague my thoughts at every waking moment. I feel like I've known you a lifetime. I'm afraid to feel what type of void might be in my soul if you were to disappear."

Marco leaned back, pulling Alexia back into his lap, her head resting against his chest. He kissed the top of her head, listening to her breathing. He made sure to memorize every bit of her in this moment; from the way she smelled, to the way her soft skin felt against his calloused fingertips.

"I will never let you go, will always do my best to protect you. No one could ever make me feel as whole as you have made me feel with just having you in my life. I'm not sure how else to describe this feeling, but I only want you."

"Then I am yours." Alexia shifted to look up at him, her blush still ever present on her face. She leaned up and kissed his cheek, letting out a hum of content.