Battly Stories

“What do I get for winning?” He asks in a husky voice. “Nothing.” I say. “Not good enough.” Then before I can respond his lips crash down against mine. I freeze for a second before kissing him back. His lips are so soft and perfect against mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he gently bites my lip making me gasp. I pull away before anything else can happen and look at him. His eyes are lust filled and he’s looking down at me. “Why did that feel so right?” I ask. “Because you’re mine.”