He pressed his lips on hers, needing to prove that she was still his. She may be marrying Gisborne, but she should still be his. Fully expecting her to hit him in the face at any second now, but it would be well worth it. She doesn't though and he is pleasantly surprised to find her reciprocating the kiss. Her lips pressing against his.

She should stop this. Maybe even hit him. He came into her bedchamber through the window, walked up to her, grabbed her and kissed her. She had been about to say something at his sudden entrance, which left her mouth conveniently open. He immediately took advantage, slipping his tongue passed her lips. His right hand cupping her face, his left encircling her waist, holding her close.

To her surprise she finds herself giving in to him, letting his tongue play with hers. Old feelings of her first crush resurfacing much stronger than they since he had returned. Every now and them he would do something or say something that made those old feelings come rushing back. Almost making her feel that it had been more than just a silly teenage crush. Which she had convinced herself of these last few years.

Whatever the feelings were exactly, she couldn't deny that he moved her. Much more than Gisborne ever could. Yet she found herself engaged to the man in black. He had his qualities, but not like Robin. Though Robin could be quite insufferable too.

The decision was made however and she must bare the consequences. So this kiss, it was goodbye. That's it, that's what it was, goodbye. She was allowed to say goodbye to him, she told herself.