Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13172690-20140626025213/@comment-11588669-20140707035909

He felt her shift, and instinct took over. His hands clamped down on her wrists hard, the male trying to pull her backwards and off balance. The leg sweep was expected, and he attempted to avoid it.

To his shame, it was one of the few times he could not. The leg drove his feet from under him, forcing him to fall backwards. But he never relinquished his grip until his back hit the ground. By that time, he had pulled her down with him. Instinct made left arm wrap around her back to stabilize her, while his right hand pressed against her chest so she wouldn't slam into him.

Yet it did nothing for her head. Her lips slammed into his, the mercenary's eyes going wide when it happened.