Pride comes before fall

hetkoninkrijk:

lovesbrol:

Sometimes it kinda is like we are in grade school, you know? { Oh and you can just see her grin growing wider } T’wasn’t a favor for me. I coulda handled them by myself! And what are these own terms then, hm? { and her grin immediately turned into a smirk and she hardly noticed him or herself get nearer. Oh, he wasn’t going to win this round. } { She had a feeling Maarten wouldn’t move closer but some part of her wished that maybe he would }

You can’t see when you’re being helped. [Her grin just might spur him on- she thinks he won’t do it and that makes it more tempting.] Try me. [This time he’ll kiss her because he wants to, because he feels the impulse, and not to show other people. It was between them- if he couldn’t get rid of that smile with words he’d have to do it somehow else, so he closed the distance and lingered with this kiss.] 

‘Course I can- I just choose to ignore it. { And just as she was about to grin a little more, she felt his lips on hers. Now, she shouldn’t have been surprised with how they’d just been talking but her eyes went as wide as plates. } { Though it didn’t take very long for her eyes to close and for her hands to grip the edge of the table as she kissed him back- gentle at first though mingled with slight passion }