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CHALLENGE RESPONSE: To MCF#7: A woman stands in the snow, wearing nothing but her pajamas, and getting kissed breathless.
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.

By Sara


"What the hell are you doing here?" asked Amy, reaching her hand out to the beautiful brunette lying on the floor.

"I had to see you," said Lucy, taking Amy's hand and pulling herself up. "That's a mighty left-hook you've got there by the way."

"Sorry about that, but you've got to quit sneaking into my room. I'm a trained spy remember. I hear my window open, and I go on instinct."

"Which obviously means you punch the first thing you see moving."

Amy and Lucy stood in Amy's bedroom staring at each other. Amy soon was lost in the dark chocolate orbs staring into her. She bit her lip, wanting so much to pull Lucy into her arms and never let her go.

"So, wait, why are you here?" Amy asked, breaking herself out of the trance Lucy had her in.

"I just wanted to see you."

"I'm sure. You went out of your way to break into my room just to see me?"

"Come with me," Lucy said, holding out her hand.

Amy thought about it for a minute. It would be breaking about eight federal statutes, and if Max caught her, she would never live it down, never mind what Max would do to Lucy.

The pout Lucy was giving Amy was too delicious for her to pass up. She took Lucy's hand, and in one motion, they were out the window. Amy closed her eyes and held onto Lucy's hand as she felt herself falling. She braced for an impact that never came.

When Amy opened her eyes, she saw her neighborhood fly by underneath her. She looked at whatever was keeping her from falling and found herself staring into those dark chocolate eyes once more. Lucy held onto Amy tight at they flew through the air. Lucy was hooked to a harness that Amy had failed to notices earlier. Lucy attached another harness around Amy to make sure she didn't fall from her grasp. They were both hooked to a rope attached to a helicopter flying above them.

"This is amazing!" Amy whispered into Lucy's ear as they flew.

"Just wait," Lucy whispered back. "It gets better!"

The helicopter dropped Lucy and Amy off at a secluded mountain cabin. They unhooked themselves from the rope, and the chopper flew away.

"What is this?" Amy asked.

"Secluded mountain hideaway," answered Lucy with that seductive smirk spreading across her face.

"It's gorgeous."

"So are you."

Amy blushed at Lucy's compliment. Amy knew that if she didn't stop herself from gazing into Lucy's eyes again, she would never be able to escape them. Lucy wrapped one arm around Amy's waist, pulling her close. Her other hand brushed the wind-swept hair away from Amy's face.

"You're shivering," Lucy whispered.

"It's colder here than LA. And I'm in my pj's."

Lucy kept her cool, "Oh whatever, you know you're just nervous being in my arms."

Lucy placed her hand on the back of Amy's neck and pulled her face close. Seeing no resistance, Lucy leaned in the rest of the way and kissed Amy gently. Amy let her hands roam Lucy's body while she held her.

Lucy's tongue outlined Amy's lips, asking for entry. Amy parted her lips and let Lucy's tongue tangle with hers. Lucy kissed her more passionately than any of her old boyfriends had. There was no question in Amy's mind anymore, this was who Amy was meant to be with.

When they finally broke the breathtaking kiss, Amy felt something cold land on her nose. She looked up and saw the biggest snowflakes she had ever seen falling from the black sky. She looked back at Lucy and smiled.

"It's snowing!"

"Yeah, yeah it is."

The End

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