DRABBLE!

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Whee, I'm actually kinda proud of this one :3 It resulted from a madlib done during the drama production with friends all sitting backstage. Needless to say, from the original madlib it had some SERIOUS edits >>

But I think it came out good :D, theres still a couple more I wanna try to write :3

Title: In the heat of the night
Rating: Pg-13 (I guess?)
Pairing: ChakaxPell
Word Count: 290
Topic: Zoan-types


Chaka loved the palace, he protected everyone within it, especially his closest and dearest friend. He had been busy watching the guards train for hours and now wanted nothing more than a night of peace with his Pell.

He said this last thought out loud, not expecting Pell to appear at the door, smiling at him.

"Am I interrupting anything?" Pell asked stepping into the room, "Unless you were planning on finding me tonight anyway."

Chaka put down the papers he had been reading over for Igaram and glanced over his shoulder. He wasn't expecting Pell to return from a flight with the young princess so early in the evening, but he just pushed those thoughts out of mind.

Pell picked up the papers to see what was happening, nothing too important that could ruin the night.

"Don't look so surprised," Pell told him stepping out on a balcony, "I had been planning a night with you, and Vivi didn't want to go very far this evening either."

Chaka could see Pell trembling at the thought of not being able to spend his free night with the jackal. In his mind he was thinking over the ideas, the plans, the moments this night would bring. However, could they get enough time alone, without interruption to ruin this?

Sure enough, Pell dropped the papers which were scattered among the marble floor on the balcony and hugged the jackal smiling.

"Chaka," he whispered, though he didn't know how to continue.

But Chaka had already moved him over to the bed. Like a natural predator unleashed for a hunt, he pressed his lips against Pell's, and as they fell together in a feathery/furry fit of love, the papers lay on the floor forgotten.

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