Their kissing became more heated and she got more bold, pushing into him and down onto the bed, her mouth pressing hard into his as their tongues played and wrestled with each other. Her skin felt hot, her heart stammering hard as her thoughts grew dirtier and dirtier, surprised in herself.
And just like that, their little bubble got popped as there was a loud knock on the door and Willow's voice rang through.
"Hey Collin? Can we...talk?"
Nicki jumped off, her cheeks redder than ever as she adjusted her shirt, her eyes wide. She knew this wasn't the best time to be making out with Collin, or to get caught by Willow -who was in an emotional state. There was an added thrill to hiding what they were doing too, adrenaline pumping through her. With a smile she raised her finger to her lips, signalling to keep quiet before winking and prancing to the door, suddenly feeling a lot better. Opening it she slipped past Willow.
"I was just dropping off dinner," she explained to herself, "He's all yours Willow. I should go clean dishes."
"Um okay," Willow smiled, "Thanks."
"I'll be back when I'm done to pick up your empty dish Collin," she said back to him, winking and walking away.
Willow watched her leave before entering the room.
"Collin, you've been acting really...weird. And... and I can't have you yelling at people. Or," she paused, looking rather upset, "or aiming guns at yourself!"