Ravensblood Forest [M] lonely, lonely, lonely eyes

What did she expect to happen? Ideally, to have him sprawled out on the ground whilst she took a moment or two to nurse a sore head.

What did she get? Nothing even remotely close to that.

Instead of her on top of him, she’d gotten the exact opposite—and she didn’t like it one bit. Being young and having lived a relatively sheltered life, Sorina wasn’t the least bit familiar with the positions they were in. All she knew was that he was on top of her—he had the advantage—and she did not like that. But despite her struggles—and she struggled a lot—she could not set herself free. She remained entangled in his arms, at his mercy.

But there came… something, from the back of her mind, voiceless and faceless but a feeling. It was almost as if this were normal, like she’d always been meant to end up here. But with a shake of her head, she rid her mind of it, now forced to live only with her growing uncertainty and eagerness—but for what, she didn’t know, so she growled, “What are you doing?!” Oh, if she could get her teeth on him, she’d—do absolutely nothing, because fighting is way beyond her skill set.