"I think I'm too young," she frowned while shaking off the shirt.
He grinned and removed his robes.
"I'm supposed to love him." She folded her socks neatly and looked up into his no longer smiling face. He was naked now, leaning back with his eyes closed.
She positioned himself across his lap, leaning her flushing cheek against the pale chest.
She sighed. "...don't really believe in destiny, " she murmured and lifted herself just so.
He gasped, and pressed her down.
This? Better than destiny.