I Got You, Babe

Ronin would find no argument in his lady as he pulled her back into him - only a smile and bitten lip as her body fit against his. Our home. She’d said it, he’d said it too, and something warm bloomed in her chest and moved through her veins. The Ocean had always been her home, her patron goddess and truest love. She had rocked her and her family to sleep upon the Siren’s Call, or thrashed them about when displeased. She carried them to exotic countries, over distant seas. Ever moving, ever changing… His lips were against hers again, and she all but melted into him. She had never expected to find home in a person. She smiled against his lips as he spoke, and that heat in her veins was rapidly building into something more insistent. She followed his guidance with a fluttering heart, and Vanya had one hand hanging into Ronin’s shirt for balance as he backed her further. She wasn’t thinking about what he was saying, what he was showing her (or not showing her). She was far more occupied with the warmth of his mouth on hers, the solidity of him, and the way his hands roamed. She let out a huff of air when his hand firmly gripped hooked her into him, her hips pressed against him in a way that had her wanting to dissolve right then. His laugh skittered down her back and then before she knew it, she was lifted effortlessly from the ground and found herself placed upon a table. Vanya’s blood was thrumming as she grinned and bit her lip, and then Ronin’s mouth claimed hers. That building heat burst into a blaze. Her arms moved around his shoulders and Vanya pulled herself closer to him, unhappy with the minute distance between them. By the Ocean, since the very beginning she had been wholly unable to resist the rogue’s charm. Her heart was racing, and she parted her lips for him with a soft sigh into mouth. He deepened the kiss with his tongue brushing hers - hungry, deft movements that told her precisely what he was capable of doing elsewhere. She was thankful for the table, because her knees would have surely buckled. Vanya pulled herself further into into him and and let out a soft sound as she tasted him, kissed him deeply and thoroughly. Her legs moved around the backs of his legs, and by all the depths of the Ocean, her head was spinning as every sense was filled with him. She remembered herself just enough to break away when she finally needed to breathe, but her breaths were ragged and deep as she nipped at his lower lip and grinned. She kissed him again, deeply. ”One of your hunters might come looking for you,” she said against him, but she only pressed herself against him, now at the edge of the table. vanya i will leave a light on.