I Got You, Babe

The first lick of Ronin’s tongue set Vanya on fire. It drew a soft groan from within her, and she couldn’t hold herself up on the table anymore as she lay back fully. He hummed his approval at her moan, her taste, as he unleashed himself on her. He worked her in sweeping strokes that had her shutting her eyes and narrowing in on him. She let go of all pretense and reason as he tasted her. She reached up to grip the edge of the table, to grip the edge of the world that she was very near to falling off. He licked and kissed his way to the apex of her thighs. She moved, hips undulating, begging him to go, go, go. And by the Ocean, he did, because his tongue flicked that one spot, and she thought she was going to explode into fire. She let out a sharp gasp, near writhing against his mouth. She let out a soft sound, and the combination of his hands on her, his mouth feasting on her had to coming undone. She whimpered at the fast-building ache between her legs, and - Vanya bowed off the table as her climax shattered through her, drawing high gasps from her and scattering everything she was to the wind. ”Ronin,” she rasped, trembling and half limp with pleasure. Finally, she picked up her head to see him, and she nearly went over the edge again at the sight of him. Panting, she pushed herself forward, hands moving his shoulders and pushing him back from her. She was pulling at his shirt as she claimed his lips, tasting herself on his lips. She only pulled back to yank his shirt over his head, and she stopped for a moment, to look him over. Hers. He was hers. She moved off of the table to trembling legs and encouraged him to turn. If he obliged his lady, he’d be finding himself against that table. Her lips moved against his throat, and her teeth nipped against his skin as she moved her hands down the rippling plane of his abdomen, that aching need building in her again. Her hands found the waist of his pants then, her fingers made quick work of that tie in the way. Vanya’s teeth grazed his throat until they hit his collar bone… lower. Lower. Kisses trailed down his chest as she lowered herself - his pants lowering with her. When he came free, her mouth went dry. She glanced back up at him, her eyes hazed and still out of breath… And eyes still upon him, she stroked a hand over him once, twice - luxuriating in the feel of him, knowing he was here, they were both here and okay. Then she echoed the movement with her mouth. vanya i will leave a light on.