Closed Taking a Chance

[Kira Wolf]

Kiras eyes fluttered shut. She kissed Arc back eagerly, tangling a hand in his hair and pressing closer. She had just shifted in her seat, moving into his lap, when there was a knock on the door. She groaned quietly, pulling away. "Yeah?" She called out, rolling her eyes as her sister announced lunch was ready. "Okay, thanks, we'll be there in a bit," she called back, waiting a moment to be sure her sister was gone.

She laughed softly, turning back and kissing Arc again happily. "Should we eat? Tyra is going to tell embarrassing stories the entire time, I know it. We can sneak in later," she offered, smiling warmly and running her hand down his jaw.

 

[Arcturus Rabson]

She was doing the thing with his hair again and he could feel himself melt into a puddle. Wrapping his arms around her as she moved into his lap, Arcturus looked up upon hearing a knock on the door. He chuckled at how displeased she sounded by being interrupted by her sister.

''And miss any embarrassing stories she might have of you?'' he asked teasingly, still remembering how much she had giggled at stories about him back when she had visited him at the observatory. ''Not in the world.'' He kissed her back once and then let go of her. ''Besides, I'm actually quite hungry, aren't you?''

 

[Kira Wolf]

Kira pouted as he let go, sighing and standing again. "Maybe a bit, I was wanting to a pash a bit but if its lunch you really want," She shrugged, giggling and grabbing his hands. "Alright, let's go," She pulled him up with her, leading him out to the kitchen with his hand in hers. She stuck her tongue out at her sister as they sat down to eat, trying not to die of embarrassment as her sister held true to Kira's expectations. Between stories of Kira running around the house as a toddler, singing at the top of her lungs in nothing but her underwear, to the year at six where she had been an 'eccentric artist' and basically left a constant stream of graffiti everywhere in the inn, with a ratty hoodie and a bandaid over the bridge of her nose that she wore constantly, Kira was sliding further and further into her seat, blushing and covering her face. "Tyraaaaa, shut up," She whined half-heartedly, suddenly eager to get back to school lunches where she didn't need to worry about her family embarrassing her on purpose in front of her boyfriend. Hm, she smiled a little. Her boyfriend. She hadn't expected it to ever be something she had again, but now that she did she knew she wouldn't have it any other way.