One-Shot: Jurassic World Kiss

The velociraptor's jaws snapped as it overtook Owen Grady on the concrete floor of Jurassic World park. A park that was now in chaos as guests ran screaming from dinosaurs run amok. Owen held the beast at bay by its neck, its teeth snapping just inches from his face. Just when it looked like the park trainer might be eaten -

WHAM! The brunt of an assault rifle slammed into the velociraptor's skull, knocking it unconscious and off Owen. Park Director Claire Dearing stood, still in her fancy white dress and high heels, the gun in her hands as she took deadly aim and fired several rounds into the dinosaur.

Claire relaxed, lowering the gun, her breasts heaving as they took in each gulp of air. Owen looked up at her, staring in shock and amazement. And he wasn't the only one. A short ways off, Claire's nephews, Gray and Zach Mitchell, had spotted their aunt and her feat of bravery through the crowd.

"Is that Aunt Claire?" Zach asked no one in particular, as if he could not quite believe what he was seeing.

Claire pulled Owen to his feet. Filled with admiration for her, Owen suddenly pulled to Claire to him and kissed her. On the lips.

"Mmmm!" Claire let something similar to a hiccup out as their lips touched. Her eyes went wide, but only for a moment, as she soon rested her hands on Owen's chest, closed her eyes and kissed him back.

Zach and Gray just kept staring in shock. Their aunt had just straight-up killed a dinosaur with a gun! And now she was making out with a total stranger!

Owen and Claire's lips sprang apart with a pop. Neither acknowledged the panicked crowd's still rushing by. Claire just stood there, staring at him and gasping, until her eyes met familiar ones from across the park.

"It's them! Zach! GRAY!" she sprinted for her nephews. "Thank God, Thank God! What happened? What is this?" She examined some cuts on Gray's chubby cheeks, ignoring how her youngest nephew was still regarding her as if he had never seen her before. "Are you OK? Where did you go?" she inquired, looking between him and Zach. "Why didn't you come back? I was so worried!"

But Zach was no longer paying his aunt any attention, staring over her head at the dude who had just smooched his Aunt Claire. "Who's that?" he demanded, wary and distrustful.

Claire looked back to Owen, who was silently regarding the family as he held the spent assault rifle. Realizing her nephews must have seen her kissing... Oh God...

Claire tried to play it cool, even as her face permanently flushed. "We worked together," she shrugged.

"We gotta go," Owen grimaced with a side-eye. There would be time for introductions later, as Claire ushered the boys after him, embarking on their mission to save Jurassic World...