There was anything but protest from the osprey as he coaxed her forward and into his lap. Vanya near cursed herself for the way her stomach flipped as his hand slid around around her, and his lips pressing softly against hers. She breathed him in, and even when he pulled away she kept her face close to his, brushing her lips against his cheek, her nose grazing over his. The warmth of him, the warmth of the fire.. The chill of the rain was fading, and she met his eyes.
”My timing?” she echoed, furrowing her brows at him and pursing her lips. She poked a finger to the top of his chest, just below the hollow of his throat, and it curled under the top of his shirt. ”Were you never taught where babies come from, Ronin?”
She gave him a taunting sort of smirk, as if humor and smiles could fix everything, could make all of this okay. Starting a family with him, having his baby… that she would never change. This place.. This place was scary. It was empty and crumbling and foreign. Her cuff was gone, but she remained original. Ronin was here, their child was growing, but her brothers, her sister.. They weren’t here.
Vanya let out a soft sigh and leaned her forehead against Ronin’s. ”I know you will,” she finally said to his promise, and she meant it. Felt it. She stayed there for a moment before she brushed a soft and lingering kiss to him, then leaned back to meet those rich blue eyes of his. ”I need to look for my family,” she said quietly. She was without her ship, her Ocean.. How long could she bear to be away from her family? The last things that had been said between her and Saiden… Her eyes prickled, but she swallowed it back. She wouldn’t cry, she wouldn’t, because he was fine, and she would find him and apologize.
Thunder clapped from outside this decrepit home that had so quickly filled with warmth, and Vanya leaned forward to wrap her arms around his waist from where she sat in his lap, laying her head down on his shoulder with her face turned into the crook of his neck. ”Tomorrow,” she murmured. It would have been useless tonight, and she’d been looking as Ronin tried to find that glittering blue for her. And… she didn’t want to go anywhere just then. Selfishly, she wanted to stay right there with Ronin before the fire, any shivers from the rain bleeding away with the warmth.
She smiled softly. ”Guess this isn’t the cushy stuff you’re used to, is it Baron Taliesin?” she teased.
”My timing?” she echoed, furrowing her brows at him and pursing her lips. She poked a finger to the top of his chest, just below the hollow of his throat, and it curled under the top of his shirt. ”Were you never taught where babies come from, Ronin?”
She gave him a taunting sort of smirk, as if humor and smiles could fix everything, could make all of this okay. Starting a family with him, having his baby… that she would never change. This place.. This place was scary. It was empty and crumbling and foreign. Her cuff was gone, but she remained original. Ronin was here, their child was growing, but her brothers, her sister.. They weren’t here.
Vanya let out a soft sigh and leaned her forehead against Ronin’s. ”I know you will,” she finally said to his promise, and she meant it. Felt it. She stayed there for a moment before she brushed a soft and lingering kiss to him, then leaned back to meet those rich blue eyes of his. ”I need to look for my family,” she said quietly. She was without her ship, her Ocean.. How long could she bear to be away from her family? The last things that had been said between her and Saiden… Her eyes prickled, but she swallowed it back. She wouldn’t cry, she wouldn’t, because he was fine, and she would find him and apologize.
Thunder clapped from outside this decrepit home that had so quickly filled with warmth, and Vanya leaned forward to wrap her arms around his waist from where she sat in his lap, laying her head down on his shoulder with her face turned into the crook of his neck. ”Tomorrow,” she murmured. It would have been useless tonight, and she’d been looking as Ronin tried to find that glittering blue for her. And… she didn’t want to go anywhere just then. Selfishly, she wanted to stay right there with Ronin before the fire, any shivers from the rain bleeding away with the warmth.
She smiled softly. ”Guess this isn’t the cushy stuff you’re used to, is it Baron Taliesin?” she teased.
