[Training] two sides of this life

Seraphina

the artificer

it's cold, it's dark, it's deep and it's wet
and you ain't gonna make it if you don't let someone in

It begins as a quick fire, not that Sera would have it any other way. This isn’t for love or anything more, she barely even knows Ronin aside from what she’s heard, what she’s been told, and what’s all occurred today. It’s better that way, in her mind, to help and be helped in return. A scratching of each other’s backs, as it was. Still, she’d be lying if she said that it didn’t give her a bit of pride, a sort of story she can file away.

For the moment though, she’s practiced and swift, a smile curling the corners of her lips in the kiss he moans into as she strokes him, a pressing of her chest into his own with an almost feline arch of her back. But he’s trying to pull her pants off too, and her hips wiggle in an attempt to help him drop them. And it works, the fabric dropping precisely as he ducks away to pull his shirt off. She takes the moment to pull her jacket off, followed by her shirt, left only in her undergarments — lacy, black coverings begging to be torn off.

She lets him choose to do it, however, one hand slipping up around his neck to hook him back down to her, the other grasping his cock more fully in her stroking.

darlin', darlin', why don't you sleep at night?
the colder the heart, the warmer the gun