Day Eight
Title: Snowball Fight
Summary: pretty self explanatoryIt's a clear day outside the monastery. The snow from the previous two days is still flat. All except from two bases built by none other than the current Masters of Water and Energy.
A snowball lands smack-bang in the middle of Nya's face. Wiping the snow off of her face with a gloved hand, she looks up at her attacker. Balling snow into her hands she launches it at his face, knocking him over from the force.
Jumping on top of him, she grabs his face and smashes her lips onto his. He responds almost immediately, his hands trailing down to her lower back. Pulling her closer, Lloyd slides his tongue across the against the gap between her lips, coaxing them to part. Nya's chest vibrates as Lloyd's tongue slips into her mouth. Nya trails her hands up his toned arms and into his hair, combing and pulling it gently. His body shuffles lightly underneath her. His fingers tingle as they dance across her lower back. Her element responds almost instantly by sending shivers down her spine. Lloyd pulls her down towards him, keeping her secure in his arms.
Reluctantly pulling away, he raises one hand to Nya's hair and combs through it, murmuring a quiet love you in her ear. She shivers and murmurs it back before leaning down and capturing his lips with hers once again. She cups his chin with one hand, using the other to keep her upright.
When he pulls away, there's a wide smirk on his face. Pulling her down, he whispers huskily in her ear:
"How about we continue this inside?"
Sorry it's so short, I ran out of motivation. It may be updated in the future. Hope you're all staying safe and well.
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