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simwoman2002 · 5 years ago

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Breathless

“Where’re you going, Princess?” Audrey immediately cut her eyes over at the thief that was currently leaned against the wall, a smirk on his face as he regarded her.

“It’s none of your business, the last time I checked,” she retorted harshly, avoiding his gaze and continuing on her way with her nose high in the air. She was better than that. If anyone saw her conversing with this… VK, then she would be the laughingstock of Auradon Prep. The daughter of Princess Aurora consorting with the son of Jafar? Her reputation would be utterly ruined.

It wasn’t that she didn’t think he was attractive. Anyone could easily notice that. It was a really good thing that she had a switch on her girliness. Otherwise, just a glance and a grin would melt her on the spot.

But no. Princess Audrey of Auradon would never allow herself to sink to such a level. The entire school would make fun of her because of her initial reaction to the VK’s and that thought alone terrified her. Not fitting in scared Audrey. Not being loved by all who saw and met her terrified Audrey.

Sure, Mal hating her didn’t really bother her that much, but Mal was the daughter of her mother’s villain, so it was appropriate that Audrey didn’t get along with Mal.

Everyone else in the kingdom, however, was a very different story. The most important thing she had learned as a princess was to remain in good graces with the public, or they would spitefully ridicule and tear apart one’s heart before one’s very eyes.

“Feeling feisty today, huh?” Oh, no. He was following her now, his handsomely muscled form keeping up with her easily. Well, at least no one was around to see them walking together.

She allowed herself to barely look over at him and roam the expanse of his bare arm that was nearest to her. Audrey, to her own immense frustration, had earlier subtly took in the fact that he was wearing shorts and a tank top- a very unusual outfit for him. And she couldn’t help but admire the skin it exposed.

Upon the realization that she was staring a little more than she should, she averted her gaze and huffed.

“Don’t you have some other girl’s day to go ruin?” Audrey snapped, continuing on as she ignored the prickle of guilt that chipped the walls surrounding her carefully guarded heart. She couldn’t let herself feel for him. It would just make things harder. She wouldn’t be able to so effectively resist his advances and presence.

“You wound me. I thought I was the highlight of your day. You’re certainly the highlight of mine,” Jay charmingly quipped, keeping his eyes on her face. Audrey firmly refused to look at him.

“Honestly, I don’t know why you insist upon following me around every morning. It’s Saturday, you creep! Can’t you take a rest?!” Audrey demanded, keeping her gaze stubbornly focused in front of her.

“Maybe you’re just pretty to watch,” he dared to remark. Audrey almost lost her cool with that particular line. She had to strongly push down that tiny frustrating flutter in her stomach in favor of the anger that she wanted to have in response to his audacity.

“Leave me alone,” Audrey told him, attempting to effectively send him on his way.

“Do you really want me to?” Jay asked her, maneuvering so he was in front of her and so that she was forced to stop. She kept her gaze locked on his shoulder so she wouldn’t have to see his face as she stepped around him.

“Yes,” she replied immediately and automatically.

He had been doing this for days. It drove her nuts- absolutely batty, in fact- for him to watch her as he did. It wasn’t like he was being creepy, but rather he was just annoying because she didn’t understand what he wanted with her. She had never given him the time of day.

She could hear him drawing closer to her again, and Audrey immediately added something to her previous answer, knowing it would simultaneously make him mad and work for getting him to leave her alone.

“I don’t want some lowlife following me around like a puppy,” Audrey continued cruelly. She couldn’t help but feel immediate remorse as well as slight panic and she was confused at herself. What was wrong with her? Did she not want him to stop? That was what she had been aiming for ever since he started.

However, to her surprise, it didn’t ward him away as she expected, but he instead pushed his body- that very muscular, toned body, a betraying part of her mind piped up- into her own smaller frame so that she was against the wall. He had simply shoved her so that she was leaning into it. At this moment, his torso was not touching her own at all.

Just as soon as she had regained her train of thought, she began to move away. But before she could successfully go through with that plan, Jay snatched her arm and pushed it against the wall quickly following with his face leaning closer to hers.

Audrey’s heart was racing, and a boiling pot of both anger and something else that she wasn’t going to acknowledge was lighting in her stomach. He hadn’t ever touched her before, much less like this. It was simultaneously turning her on and putting her off. She didn’t dare gauge how big of a part that each of those took up inside of her because she was a little afraid of what the answer might be, considering the fact that it was the really hot star Tourney player.

She always had been a sucker for Tourney players. Must have been the cheerleader inside of her. But it was Jay himself, too. That smirk was enough to make any girl weak in the knees.

Audrey finally managed to work up the malice that she had left in her body as she started into her angry rant.

“Let me go right now, you dirty bru-mmph!” And then he was kissing her soundly and she squeaked, too taken off-guard to really do anything about it. His hand was gently gripping her waist with the other one still pinning her wrist against the wall. Her skin was a burning inferno wherever his skin was against her own. Even where his hand was touching the fabric of her dress, she still was getting electric shocks rapidly tingling up her spine.

It was one of those toe-curling kisses that were always so famously detailed in great literature and movies. Audrey had kissed several different boys, but none left her so defenseless and so disarmed from one touch.

Just as she found herself somewhere between yanking him closer to deepen the kiss and shoving him away with a slap, Jay pulled away. Audrey gaped at him blankly, staring into his intense gaze. His eyes left her completely speechless and sent all of her conscious thoughts into a black hole so that her instincts were the only things that could control her. She knew what her instincts were telling her, though, and she couldn’t altogether remember why she hadn’t tried this- tried him- earlier.

But before she knew it, with that burningly attractive grin, he left her there by herself to cope with the aftershock of the contact. She stared at his back as he left, mindlessly appreciating the way his muscles in his arms and legs flexed when he moved. Her eyes wanted to linger elsewhere, but she had enough control over herself to just barely avoid that, despite the fact that she couldn’t avoid her own imagination running wild with all of the things that she could do to him right now. Like shove him against a wall and return the favor.

Her knees trembled weakly as she leaned hard against the wall for support. Her heart raced, her chest almost throbbing with the speed it was currently moving. Her now-swollen lips were pulsating and tingling tenderly as deep, heavy puffs of breath passed through the parted area between them. Jay certainly wasn’t a gentle kisser, which she could appreciate. And as a direct result of that, she felt her stomach flopping over and over in a constant roll of anticipation and giddiness combined in one happy puddle of goo.

She wasn’t fully herself. Audrey felt corrupted, like she had done something wrong. But it was a delicious sort of wickedness. Like snatching a cookie from the jar just before dinner.

In fact, in that moment, she wasn’t a princess whose every move was constantly criticized and carefully calculated. She wasn’t one of the up-and-coming role models for the entirety of the kingdom to admire and copy. Right now, she wasn’t really even Audrey because her brain hadn’t flown back from wherever it had decided to vacation to.

She was just a girl. A girl who had just happened to have been kissed senseless by what was most assuredly the hottest guy in the entire school.

She hesitantly touched her lips, feeling a new bout of unfamiliar excitement rise up in her again as her lips were hyper-sensitive after the sudden but not so entirely unwelcome intrusion. This excitement was a very unfamiliar sensation to Audrey.

For the first time, she actually felt a spark of enticement for a guy. And worst of all, it was the one she was not supposed to have.

But she guessed that was the thrill of it. After all, every princess had her strike of misbehavior. Now Audrey just had to decide if she would pursue that misbehavior and make it a full-blown offense, or if she would stand by and let the opportunity pass her.

As her senses returned to her slowly, Audrey forced herself to stand straight and muster all of the dignity she had as she headed for the restrooms to check her makeup. Two things occurred to her as she made the walk to the mirrors of the girls’ room. Number one was that absolutely no one could see her in this dazed state. Number two was that Jay had just stolen a kiss from her without her permission.

However, one thing was certain- Princess Audrey of Auradon did not let anyone get away with robbing something from her. She would get her kiss back one way or another.

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After what felt like forever, Audrey finally found him in the hangout room that the Tourney players used to wind down in after a big game. It had taken her forever.

Audrey had been looking for the darned boy everywhere, and had nearly worked up a sweat, which directly led to a worked-up Audrey.

She approached him from behind. He was standing at the counter and fishing through the chip bag. Audrey looked down at herself and straightened her clothes, trying to look as presentable as possible after her trek around the entire school.

Audrey took in a breath to speak but she was interrupted before she could say anything.

“So… Decide to come after me for some reason in particular?” Jay questioned and she could hear the teasing in his voice.

“Yes, in fact. You stole something from me,” Audrey boldly proclaimed to the boy before her. To her immense frustration, he wasn’t listening to her one bit.

“So what did I steal?” Jay finally asked her. Audrey’s eyebrows shot up.

“Oh, so you have no recollection of the events of this morning?” Audrey inquired accusingly.

“Yeah, I remember, but I didn’t lift anything off of you. You would have felt it if I slipped a hand into the pocket of your dress because it’s directly against your skin, so why would I try stealing anything from you?” Jay explained with a very much practiced innocence as he turned toward her. Audrey jutted her hip out to the side in a conveyance of her irritation with him.

“You stole a kiss from me,” Audrey told him finally. And she wished that he would do it again, her very unhelpful brain couldn’t help but mentally add.

“You didn’t seem to mind much when I did,” Jay told her cockily, turning back to the counter and putting up the chip bag.

“Well, you didn’t give me much of a chance to mind!” Audrey told him, annoyed that he was winning this battle of the wills. Despite the fact that she only came after him to kiss him again, she couldn’t help but be stubborn in her pretense for coming that came in the form of an accusation of theft. He was beating her at her own game, and he knew it, the smug son of a beast.

He didn’t show any sign of replying to her for several moments, and she found herself irrationally angry. He should be looking at her. She wanted to steal that kiss from him, and it was necessary that she keep up and win her argument so she could get that kiss.

“Hello, I’m talking to you!” Audrey raised her voice a bit. He didn’t show any signs of having heard her besides the small quake of his shoulders that indicated the laugh he was holding back at her expense.

She was going to get that kiss one way or another. So, Audrey determinedly went around Jay and pushed herself between him and the counter, infuriated at the lack of attention paid to her and her complaints. And to her immense frustration and anger, he just laughed at her.

“Listen to me, darnit!” Audrey insisted, nearing a screech as she got into the boy’s face.

“I am. And by the way, do you think you could not yell so loud? You’re going to give me a headache,” he grinned mischievously.

Audrey had enough. He wasn’t willing to talk about what happened, and quite honestly, she was exhausted simply from trying to make him. So upon a bout of pure impulsiveness, Audrey smashed her lips into his roughly, yanking his neck so she could reach easier.

To her immense satisfaction, Jay immediately responded to her, placing his hands low on her waist and lingering dangerously close to uncharted territory as she moved her lips with his.

They broke away slightly and her breath immediately hitched as Jay ran his hands down the sides of her legs and underneath them so he could lift her onto the table that was just behind her. However, he quickly reconnected their lips and Audrey bit back the moan as his hands explored around her knees and calves, his fingertips tracing trails of fire on the exposed skin.

After several moments more of this sweet bliss, Audrey conjured every piece of resistance she had to force herself to pull back so that she could look into his eyes smugly.

“Took back what was mine, now didn’t I?” Jay just stared at her for a moment before chuckling, dipping his head.

Audrey simply sat there, her chest heaving as she grinned complacently. She wanted him to kiss her until she couldn’t think straight, but at the same time, she couldn’t just pass up the opportunity to rub it in his face that she had accomplished what she came for.

Jay suddenly looked back up at her with a smirk and she felt her heart skip a beat.

“I guess you did,” Jay told her, raising an eyebrow. Audrey’s stomach twisted in anticipation as she looked him in the eyes.

“But the question is,” Jay paused, straightening so that he was at eye-level with her perched form on the counter, “what are you going to do now that you got it back?”

That statement almost took her breath away. He was offering her the chance to decide. Even after he had figured out that he had the ultimate effect on her by the stunt he pulled earlier, he was still giving her the opportunity to push him away if she didn’t want this.

And to have that power over someone with them knowing that they had just as much or more power over her was absolutely endearing to her.

Audrey had only ever been with guys that she had full control over and that didn’t have much of a hold over her. If she didn’t feel like being giggly and swooning over them, she could easily control herself and send them on their way with their tail tucked between their legs. But with Jay, one kiss would leave her completely vulnerable and easily manipulated.

If Audrey chose to decline him and if Jay chose to exercise his power over her, she’d be agreeing to be his girlfriend or anything else just as quickly as he kissed her. She was putty in his hands and it frustrated her to no end.

But he wasn’t forcing her. With that question, he gave her the ability to decide for herself despite his obvious advantage.

Despite the fact that it was against everything that Audrey had been firmly instilled to believe and had been avidly raised up as at a young age by her grandmother, Audrey couldn’t help but seriously consider at least a temporary engagement with Jay. Chad was boring, not to mention a complete idiot, and every other boy in the school was either dull as well or taken.

Jay was fascinating simply because he was a VK. She found herself wanting to know about him and who he was. He hadn’t had the classic, fairytale story that everyone in Auradon had.

Maybe this was something that had been building for days now in little conversations they had throughout the time that he had been spending following and watching her. Now that she had kissed him, she felt like she had been feeling something for him for a while, despite her stubborn upbringing.

Audrey studied those dark brown pools of his. There were a variety of emotions swirling in them, and she found that they were each very familiar. That hidden vulnerability under a bravado that was kept up. His cockiness was a protection from the harsh words of some of the more hypercritical members of Auradon. She found the same thing within herself. Her insensitive, proud attitude was to make herself look completely invincible to any sort of reproach that could come her way.

When she looked into Jay’s eyes, she could see herself.

So when Audrey finally spoke, she was certain of every word.

“I think I’m going to steal one of my own now,” Audrey spoke, wasting no time in drawing Jay back against her and hungrily kissing him.

She moved her legs so that they framed his sides and without hesitation, he moved closer to her in his eagerness. Audrey ran her hands down his arms, wanting to feel every last bit of the lean muscle beneath her fingertips.

Jay broke away softly and began gently peppering kisses along her jawline. She swallowed hard at the foreign feeling of his lips upon sensitive skin that had not been kissed before.

Audrey almost yelped, however, when he lightly nipped just under her ear. She quickly relaxed when she felt him kiss an apology where he had bitten.

The pink princess was quite honestly at this moment happier than she had been with any other guy. It was certainly nice to have someone that wasn’t afraid of a little bit of misbehavior and going just a little farther than kisses that could easily be interpreted as platonic.

“Holy moly, guacamole. You seeing what I’m seeing?” a familiar voice hit Audrey’s ears and she jumped backwards, banging her head against the cabinet painfully in her haste to withdraw. Jay twisted in the embrace that her legs held him in and they both gaped at the sudden intruder.

It was Mal and Evie with their eyes as big as saucers, and Audrey could just barely spot the top of Carlos’ hair behind them.

“Yeah,” Evie replied to the faerie, still struggling to pick up her jaw from its current position on the floor.

“Guys? What is it? What’s going on?” Carlos cried, trying to see beyond the two of them that were effectively blocking the door. The two VK girls seemed to awaken from the temporary spell they were under and Evie wasted no time in reaching her hand back and covering Carlos’ eyes as Mal guided them both away from the doorway.

“You should really put up a sign,” Evie suggested just before she disappeared from sight.

“Or get a room,” Mal couldn’t help but snidely remark as she went out the door and left the two of them.

“Wait, why can’t I see? Guys?” Carlos whined and Mal quickly shut the door behind the three of them.

Audrey from her place on the counter just stared at the door in shock as Jay turned back to her. He started to back away a bit, but she proceeded to wrap her legs around his waist as she brought him back closer to her.

He looked at her quizzically for a moment, but as soon as he had finished his onceover of her face, he grinned widely. Audrey smiled flirtatiously.

“Where were we?” the pink princess questioned. He smiled sweetly at her and brought his hands up to cradle her face before leaning in for a gentler kiss.

She had made up her mind to steal something from the one guy that was infamous for his thieving. But it was far more than just a kiss that she was after.

Audrey was going to steal his heart.

A/N: So the first thing that I must say is that I have finally been able to watch D3! YAY!!! Dunno if any of my Mal and Evie friendship readers that already knew I didn’t get to watch it have come and are reading this message, but if you are new readers just now reading my fics for the first time, let me tell you that I did not get to see D3 for an entire week after it came out. The suspense was killing me!

So the significance of this is…? Welp, it means that I have several new story ideas brewing in response to the new movie! SPOILERS AHEAD: I’m mulling over another Mal and Evie friendship one, a Hades and Mal family one, and maybe, possibly, perhaps an Audrey one.

Now that I have gotten that out of my system, I must acknowledge the fact that I have totally written outside of my usual. Okay… So call me crazy, but for some reason I fell in love with the idea of Jay and Audrey being together. I read some other fanfics, one of which was called A Courtship of Flowers by Foarrin- which is really great for Jay x Audrey fans so check it out- and it for some reason appealed to me. I can’t begin to explain my reasoning. So I’m sorry for a lack of Evie and Mal best friend/sisterly fluff or Core Four fluff that I most of the time do, but I fell weak.

But I hope you liked it anyway, though. :) Have a great day!

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torringtonthethird · 7 years ago

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Saw these out at Target! #disneydescendants #disney #descendants2 #descendantsmal #descendantsevie #descendantsben #descendantsuma #dolls #collector #toyhunt #hasbro #fashiondolls

#dolls #descendantsben #disneydescendants #hasbro #fashiondolls #disney #descendants2 #descendantsevie #toyhunt #descendantsuma #collector #descendantsmal

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mycabbages8 · 7 years ago

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Woooo I may be a Disney centric cosplayer for ALA next year!!! #ala2018 #animelosangeles2018 #descendants2 #descendantsevie #eviequeen #descendantscarlos #carlosdeville #apples #longliveevil

#ala2018 #animelosangeles2018 #apples #eviequeen #carlosdeville #longliveevil #descendants2 #descendantsevie #descendantscarlos

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safaiaknight · 6 years ago

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And done! Here's Evie, daughter if Evil Queen 👑💙❤️ will probably give this and Mal a good clean up in Photoshop or ArtRage Lite a bit later on, but really proud of this! ^^ Stay tuned for Carlos next 😊 #descendents #disneydescendants #disneyart #sofiacarson @sofiacarson #evie #eviedaughteroftheevilqueen #animestyleart #descendantsanime #descendantsevie #instaart #vavlette #instaartist #instagood #rottentothecore🍎

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sassymamainla · 9 years ago

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My #disneydescendants obsessed girl in the only costume she wanted. #disney #happyhalloween #descendants #descendantsevie #latina #latinabloggers

#happyhalloween #disneydescendants #descendants #descendantsevie #latinabloggers #latina #disney

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heirofheart30 · 9 years ago

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Anyone who hasn't seen the "Rotten To The Core" music video, WATCH YOU CAN CAUSE ITS AWESOME!!!!! I was legit fangirling the instant they started singing, no joke. Can't for wait for Descendants!!!! :3333 =^.^= #disneydescendants #descendantsmal #descendantscarlos #descendantsevie #descendantsjay #rottentothecore #rottentothecoremusicvideo #july31st

#disneydescendants #rottentothecore #descendantsevie #descendantsmal #rottentothecoremusicvideo #descendantscarlos #descendantsjay #july31st

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eviesmyspiritanimal · 5 years ago

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The Joys of Wisdom Teeth

*after Evie gets her wisdom teeth pulled*

Evie: So do wisdom teeth get pulled out because they want you to be stupider? *tears up* M, I don't wanna be stupider! Why did you take me to the dentist?!

Mal: *eyes glow green in her pure frustration after dealing with this same thing for about thirty minutes*

Evie: *immediately stops crying and stares in fear* MAL! YOUR EYES ARE ON FIRE!!! SOMEBODY GET WATER!!!

Mal: *looking at the sky* Why?... Why me?

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eviesmyspiritanimal · 5 years ago

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Reacquisition of Property

Summary: When Evie goes to reclaim one of her mother’s jewels from Uma’s first mate, she discovers that it will not be quite as simple as she originally anticipated. For this is no average victim of her routine seduction. Hevie and maybe a tiny tad of Huma if you’re into wishful thinking. Yet another of the disconnected oneshots that have no influence on my main stories. Except for it is maybe lightly mentioned in "Girls' Trip" when Mal's trying to embarrass Evie.

A blue-clad form peeked out from behind the corner, looking to see if the captain of the fine ship docked just in front of her was anywhere nearby.

To her relief, there was absolutely no one there besides the crew and a few other stragglers that didn’t particularly belong to any group. The bluenette scanned the pier and smiled to herself as she homed in on the sight of Harry Hook standing there on the ship, surveying the other guys who were working.

However, a particular aspect of this view especially caught her eye. He was toying with a gigantic jewel in the hand that was not covered with the hook belonging to his father. It was perfect.

Evie took one more look around before stepping outside of her hiding place. She shook her head for a moment, not believing that she was doing this, and especially without Mal and the other two. But they had assured her that she would be fine since they knew that Uma was scheduled to be out that day doing something on the Isle.

Evie began her trek down to the boat and sighed as she went over her mental checklist.

She would first find any information that she could for Mal and their gang.

And most importantly she would obtain the jewel that Uma’s crew had stolen from her mother. By any method of persuasion.

The part about stealing the jewel was probably the most difficult of her objectives, and Evie couldn’t help but wish that Jay would just sneak into Uma’s ship and steal it when no one was awake or looking. But when her mother got in one of those moods where she wanted what she wanted right then, there was certainly no disputing her. She couldn’t even wait until that night for what she wanted.

Evie headed down the rattling stairs, hoping that they wouldn’t fall through underneath her weight, and stepped onto the platform nearby the ship. She looked over at the pirate that was standing not too far from her, hoping to catch his gaze.

Sure enough, before she knew it, he was staring back at her. A wild grin sprung upon his face, and he stalked across the deck and onto the dock where Evie was watching. But not before firmly tucking the prized jewel in the left pocket of his coat. She kept the disappointment off of her face. It was going to be infinitely more difficult to swipe it from him now.

“Ahoy, there, gorgeous,” he wolf-whistled at her and Evie resisted the urge to roll her eyes in response. He moved in closer, officially stepping into the berth that she mentally considered her seducing circle.

“What brings a scrumptious little snack such as yourself to the big-bad wolf’s part of town?” Harry asked her, focusing on certain parts of her body for a little longer than she was particularly comfortable with.

“I kind of got lost navigating your territory. Where’s Uma?” Evie questioned, the first thing out of her mouth. He stopped, laughing at her before poking out his bottom lip mockingly.

“All business? I’m disappointed.”

“Well, a lady’s got to do what a lady’s got to do,” Evie winked, trying to throw him off just a little. She threw in a winning smile just for good measure, anticipating his sudden transformation into putty in her hands.

However, he just stepped a little closer to her, his blue eyes sparkling with a bit of dangerous mischief as he eyed her carefully.

“That’s cute, but methinks you’re up to a wee bit more than ye let on,” Harry gently traced his hook along her jaw before quickly turning to face the ship. “After all, Mal wouldn’t let one of ‘er dearest pets wander off into our territory unless there was an ulterior motive behind it all.”

Evie’s eyes widened as she realized that he might be a little less stupid than she thought. So she quickly made the decision to turn on that alluring charm that her mother had so firmly instilled within her.

Evie immediately lowered her eyelids, smiling mysteriously as she walked over to him before tracing her hands on his shoulders and slowly running them down his back. He immediately stiffened, and a low growl built in his throat in response to her ministrations.

“It’s too bad Uma’s bad boy can’t help little old me just this once. I really am quite lost despite your suspicions, and I’m sure I could repay you for your,” she trailed off for a moment, purposefully dragging her fingernails against the muscles of his back, “trouble.”

Harry slowly turned to face her, and against her will, she felt a flutter of attraction at the intense look in his almost glowing blue eyes. The corners of his lips slowly curved into a smile as he gave her a quick onceover, leaning against the railing of the pier. Evie intensely willed herself not to swallow hard in response to his raking gaze.

“Today’s yer lucky day, Pretty Face,” he pushed off the rail after a moment, watching her carefully as he moved in closer. She couldn’t help but fall a little deeper into the depths of those strangely entrancing eyes as he drew even closer than he had been.

“Uma’s not here on account of ‘spying on Mal,’” Harry informed her, air-quoting with his free hand that was not firmly holding his hook. Evie couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows in mild shock.

“Now, now, there’s nothin’ ye can do about it, so ye might as well tell me where ye want to be goin’. I’ll help you out. Methinks that the boys can handle ‘emselves. Eh, boys?!” he called out to the crew, and since the lot of the were nearby listening to the conversation and drooling over Evie, they quickly agreed with him.

Evie forced her face back into that easygoing flirtatious grin, knowing that she needed to draw him away from everyone and steal what her mother had demanded. The bluenette moved closer to him, taking her finger and tracing his hook carefully and deliberately as she delivered a scorching look aimed to melt him on the spot.

Luckily for her, he seemed to be going for it hook, line, and sinker, pun not intended. His eyes were locked on her as she started off the pier and in the direction of the alleyways, swaying her hips with each step. Harry practically ran after her, wasting no time in following.

As soon as she entered the alleyway, she felt his presence just behind her. Her heart unwillingly skipped a beat as they walked, and it nearly stopped entirely when his breaths started falling down her neck and he took hold of one of her arms with his free hand.

“Ye mind informin’ me of what that payment’s goin’ to be? I never take any bargain without knowin’ what I’m gettin’ in return,” he huskily whispered in her ear, his accent thick with each word he spoke. Evie shivered involuntarily and decided that she needed to give him at least a little taste of what she was supposedly promising so she could keep him following her.

She tilted her head around nuzzling his neck with her nose, placing a small kiss against his throat before stepping out of his quick grasp. Evie offered him a confident smile.

“Come with me a little further and I might let you cash in early for your ‘trouble,’ you hunk,” she accentuated in a sultry tone, and she turned away before she could see his response. The desire in his eyes and the intensity in his brow was already throwing her off-guard, leaving her a bit breathless and weak in the knees.

They moved deeper into the darker parts of the Isle, until she decided that she was far enough from the others that she might could swipe the jewel from his pocket and also escape through the darkness.

Evie stopped, and she felt the hard planes of his stomach and chest bumping into her. Before he could even begin to speak, Evie spun and pushed him toward the wall, attacking him in a rough kiss in an attempt to distract him from her ulterior motives.

His free arm immediately grabbed her around the waist, dragging her against him firmly as he returned her kiss with as much vigor as she had began it with.

Evie was afraid that her workings to distract Harry were working a little too well in the much unintended effect of sending her into a dizzy almost intoxicated state. As a closet hopeless romantic, Evie desperately tried to avoid kissing boys if she could when she was forced to seduce them for whatever reason. She tended to get a little too absorbed in the kiss similarly to her victim.

However, this was not an ordinary victim, so she knew she needed to keep her head, despite her conviction that this was probably the best kiss she had ever experienced and that she would love to keep going with it for a while longer. She casually ran her hands down his chest and coat lapels in a feather-like touch, subtly utilizing her thumbs to search for the jewel in his pocket.

She smiled into the kiss as she identified the valuable rock with her finger. Evie eased her hands across his sides and subtly slipped her hand in his pocket just as she intensified the kiss, throwing every last bit of passion that she could muster.

“HARRY! It’s a trick! She’s after the treasure!” a loud voice sounding suspiciously like Uma’s suddenly shouted, growing ever closer. Evie latched her fingers around the jewel, separating from Harry’s lips with a loud pop, and took off as fast as she could in the direction of VK turf.

She could hear Uma yelling something at Harry as their footsteps started pounding after her. Evie frowned, really hoping that it wouldn’t be long before she met Mal and the others. She knew they’d be lingering around nearby where she was supposed to leave Uma’s territory.

Evie put her long legs to good use, despite the fact that she was in heels, and she ran quickly through the alleyways, navigating them effortlessly. She only slowed down when she was sure she couldn’t hear Uma or her crew anywhere behind her.

However, to her complete shock, she spotted Harry just in front of her, presumably looking around for her. She sucked in a breath, her eyes wide as she froze, hoping he wouldn’t see her. He happened to turn his head and his eyes widened as he spotted her standing in the alleyway.

Evie looked at him pleadingly, hoping he knew and could understand that this jewel was the determining factor in whether or not she was locked in her castle for days on end. He locked eyes with her for a long moment, not saying a word.

“Please,” she mouthed, hoping that he would let her go. She really wanted to keep seeing the sun and enjoy being outside. It was so horrible to spend her time in that dank castle with her constantly nagging and reprimanding mother.

Harry turned his head in what Evie was sure was Uma’s direction and Evie braced herself for her awaiting doom, furrowing her brow in an attempt to steel her expression in a bravery that she certainly didn’t naturally possess surrounding the prospect of being captured.

“She musta got away! Might as well head on back to the ship!” Harry called out as he gazed at Evie with an oddly sincere expression on his face.

Evie was completely baffled by his unexpected assist. There was absolutely no reason for him to help her, yet he had done it. And against what she was sure was his captain’s direct orders. She knew exactly how much he valued his captain’s favor, but he still risked it in favor of her getting away safely, even with their treasure.

Evie couldn’t help but laugh breathlessly, barely a sound coming out of her, and she smiled at him, trying to convey her gratitude in that one gesture but knowing that she couldn’t tell him thank you out loud or enough to make up for the amount of pain and suffering she would have had to go through if she didn’t have that jewel when she came back to her mother.

He nodded slightly in response, his lips quirking in a slight grin before he disappeared from sight around the corner.

Evie stood there for a moment, leaning against the nearby wall as she reeled with overwhelming relief and pure surprise.

Harry Hook had actually done something for her. He had risked his credibility and standing as one of the most elite members of Uma’s crew just for one of the most elite members of the enemy.

Evie pushed off of the wall, suspecting that they were probably gone, yet at the same time hoping for at least a glance of a coattail or brim of a hat that indicated his presence. Despite her slight disappointment that he had completely disappeared, Evie couldn’t help the huge grin that sprouted across her face at the very thought of it all as she bit her lip, hurrying through the alleyways back to her gang.

A forbidden act of kindness and a fluttering attraction that could go nowhere given the circumstances. It was depressing, yet…

It was all sort of romantic, really…

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eviesmyspiritanimal · 5 years ago

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Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Summary: As one of Auradon’s last hopes for keeping the enemy at bay, Harry’s heading off with Uma to be stationed for one year to lead a military outpost in the war against the insurgency of villains. Evie’s not doing well at all. Hevie or Harry x Evie in an Auradon Civil War AU.

“Take me with you!” Evie came to a screeching halt on the dock just by the ship an oddly desperate look on her face as she held out a hand in his direction. Only her head and shoulders were visible to any spectators upon the ship’s deck. Harry turned to look at her and his expression softened as he took a few steps so he could see her better over the edge of the ship. He bent over and placed his elbows on the railing.

“Me love. Ye came,” he happily acknowledged as he regarded her with a subdued happiness. Harry didn’t really think she would after the massive blowout she had last night with the stress of the entire ordeal. After all, he wasn’t doing so well either with all of this.

“Of course,” she quietly assured him before launching into a more desperate plea.

“I can’t let you go! I can go to the outpost with you and help where I can. Provide medical care, something. I just can’t be without you!” Evie frantically cried out. He quietly watched her for several long moments before shaking his head.

“I can’t. It’s dangerous, an’ besides, I can’t take ye away from yer family here. From yer duties,” Harry told her, taking her outstretched hand in his own and kissing it softly before staring at her with a very much saddened gaze.

“And ye truly don’t wanna leave ‘em either. Yer not foolin’ anyone but yerself, me love,” he told her under his breath and a tear rolled down her cheek as he gazed upon her fair face. He knew she was going to fall apart before it was all over.

“Don’t cry, Pretty Face. There’s not a thing to be done ‘bout it,” Harry attempted to comfort her, reaching out his other hand and cupping her cheek gently yet firmly.

“Can’t you tell her no?” Evie pleaded with him as she placed her other hand on the strong wood surface of the boat.

“It’s my duty, and I have to go where me cap’n goes.”

“Screw duty! Quit, then,” Evie demanded feebly as she squeezed his hand that was in her own and Harry shook his head sadly.

“I ‘ave to go with ‘er. Y’know our circumstances. You ‘ave duties ‘ere as royal advisor and I ‘ave duties as first mate to the cap’n of Auradon’s navy,” Harry softly explained and Evie’s shoulders shook as a sob wracked her frame. Harry ran his hand down her cheek and under her chin as he angled her head so that she was looking at him.

“Hey, I’ll always come back to ye. I won’t be dyin’ in this skirmish or any other one.”

“You don’t know that, Harry Hook, you don’t know that,” Evie hysterically explained to him and Harry stepped over the railing and hopped down so that he was at her level.

Without hesitation, Evie crashed into his chest heavily and wrapped her arms around him tightly. He wholly enveloped her smaller frame in his own and ran his fingers through her flowing blue tresses that seemed to wave like a waterfall over her back and his arms.

Evie breathed deeply between bouts of uncontrollable tears and he placed his lips on her forehead as he inhaled the sweet smell of her perfume and unique Evie scent. It was almost like honey and strawberries and he couldn’t help but immediately think of that bottle of shampoo that she had so proudly exhibited to him just a week or two ago that was supposed to be so beneficial for various parts of the hair. He wished now that he could remember just what she had said.

The truth was, he was terrified of failing her and the kingdom. If Uma and he were sunk on the way to the battle-site or were killed during their long stay at the outpost, there was officially no force stopping the rising insurgency from invading Auradon and killing countless innocents.

And what would stop them from possibly killing Evie? Sure, her sister could turn into a dragon, but if they managed to get through the defenses or catch them off-guard, Evie could be gravely endangered.

His subtly shook his head, clinging to her ever tighter as he tried to get those thoughts out of his head. Evie buried her face in his shirt and grabbed his waist in a nigh suffocating hold.

“Harry!” a voice came in and interrupted their little world where they could just stay there together forever.

He looked up at the deck and saw Uma standing there with a solemn expression. Her expression was hard, but her eyes conveyed a softness that was oddly suiting of her as she looked at the both of them standing there so beautifully entangled together.

“It’s… time to go,” Uma softly spoke, and he could barely hear her over the sounds of the crew’s noise as they prepared cannons and other forms of artillery. He glanced down at Evie’s crown of flowing hair and looked back at Uma, pleading for just one more moment with the love of his life.

She regarded them for just a moment more before looking down at the deck. After a few beats she nodded to him and he could see the tears in her eyes before she determinedly blinked hard to send away the urge to fall apart. Uma turned and headed for the wheel of the ship to prepare for sailing for the high seas.

Harry hesitantly pulled away from her just a bit and he pushed his forehead against hers, their noses squished firmly together as they looked into each other’s eyes.

“It’s going to be a year… I don’t want to lose you. I love you,” she murmured, sounding as if she were about to launch into frantic sobs once again. Harry sighed deeply, using his logical brain to push away his desperate heart’s desire for her.

“I love you, too,” Harry told her just as he heard the horn signifying takeoff. Harry glanced at the ship quickly before taking her cheeks in his hands and passionately locking her lips with his own. She scrambled to grab his coat lapels as she returned it with just as much vigor.

Harry was determined to get what he could of her before he absolutely had to go. Evie meant more to him that absolutely anything besides his captain and their cause. Of course, his devotion to the cause was almost completely out of devotion to Evie and her safety.

He finally pulled away from her softly and took in every last detail of her face, determined to remember everything about her in case something was to happen.

Her gorgeous mocha eyes finally opened to look into his own and he took special notice of every little fleck of green swirled in the beauty of the brown pools. Harry forced himself to draw away from her just barely to gaze upon her face better.

“Wait for me, my love. I will return,” Harry solemnly swore his oath, taking her hand and pressing it against his heart as the sealing of his promise. Evie closed her eyes for a moment more, mustering her strength, before opening them with a renewed determination.

“I will,” she took his free hand and pressed it against her heart. He smiled softly at her, squeezing her hand that was against his chest and he stepped back slowly, his hold slipping away from her as he mentally readied himself to return to the ship. He offered her a bow, and with a longing look, he turned and swiftly climbed the side of the ship, vaulting over the railing easily.

Evie watched him intently as he tipped his hat to her one last time. She curtsied in reply, offering him a vague hint of a smile as they made haste in sailing off.

She watched them until they were almost imperceptible on the horizon before finally turning around to return to the castle. Evie couldn’t help but feel not empty but at the same time not quite full.

That boat had a piece of her heart on it, and so help her, Uma had better deliver that part back home to her safely. She didn’t aim to live in this hollowed state for the rest of her life.

Evie sighed, opening the great doors of the castle, and resolving to do all that she could to bring the enemy to their knees.

………………………………………………………………………………………………………

Evie strolled through the gardens, enjoying the fleeting beauty of the hurried birds and the pure colors of the deep red roses. She had a bit more of a pep in her step today. There was a promise of something great happening today, and she could feel it in her bones.

The war had been won, but communications were still cut with any ships or units at any distance beyond one-hundred miles as a result of the enemy’s success in eliminating signals sent from boat to boat. She had been waiting for days now in hopes that some sign of Uma’s ship would turn up, and Mal always reassured her, saying the same thing- there’s no telling where in Auradon that Uma will dock the great boat given that communications were eliminated and Mal will let Evie know if she sees or hears of anything from the ship.

Evie sighed, reaching out and gently cutting a single rose from its place on the bush. She took in a breath of the sweet smell of the roses, unwillingly noting how they paled in comparison to the smell of the sea that seemed to be oddly wafting in the garden. Evie furrowed her brow, wondering where that smell was coming from considering the fact that Mal’s castle was nowhere near the ocean.

“Tha’ wasn’t very nice. Ye beat me to it,” a voice suddenly came like music to her ears and she turned to face the source.

Standing there before her was that achingly familiar boy with the hook that she loved so dearly with a rose in one hand and his signature hook on the other. She drank in his appearance thirstily as if it were the last look that she would ever have of him.

He was wearing the usual deep mahogany leather clothing and his face was covered in a light coating of scruff that somehow made him even more attractive than he was when clean shaven. A small scar ran down his eyebrow and disrupted the growth of the hair, but other than that he appeared to be not worse for wear. Especially with those even larger muscles.

“I wanted to give ye a rose first,” Harry told her with a slight smile before she suddenly and without hesitation practically jumped onto him. She pressed her lips against his with a nigh frenzied fervor, trying to show him just how much she had missed him as she wrapped her legs around his waist. Harry immediately dropped the rose and his hook to the grassy ground and reciprocated quickly, heatedly making out with her as he held her up.

She drew away from him for a moment, running her lips and nose along the newfound roughness of his cheeks and chin. Evie couldn’t help but grin dopily at the feel of it. He started tracing kisses along her jawline and she barely resisted the moan that was sure to come.

She willfully pulled away from him just enough so she could get a closer look at his face. His gaze locked onto hers and she found herself mesmerized and completely overwhelmed by the love and desire that she found there. Evie trailed soft kisses across his skin, lingering especially long on the eyebrow scar and the one that she had just noticed on his upper lip.

Evie pressed her forehead against his and he slowly lowered her to the ground. Evie kept her gaze firmly on his own as she carefully guided his hand to her heart and smiled sweetly at him.

“I waited for you.”

Swallowing hard, Harry took her hand ever so gently in his own, pressing it to his chest as he had about a year ago.

“And I’ve come home,” he whispered just barely.

All was right.

A/N: I kind of want a Descendants Civil War AU now... I hope you all enjoyed it!

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