Jayce gently lowered the princess onto the bed your hair sprawled out on the pillow, you let out a drunk giggle. You were always reckless and carefree, something Jayce couldn’t afford to be. Despite loving you so much it was almost physically painful not to let it out. He was just your guard. He couldn’t be irresponsible and weak. After the stupid mistake he made a few nights ago he had to be more withdrawn, to protect you both.

His eyes meet yours as a dangerous sparks ignite between the both of them.

"Kiss me again." She says, drunk and foolish. "Kiss me until I'm sick of it." Jayce flushed and stiffened.