[God Quest] a stream too shallow

Safrin seemed to positively luxuriate in the tension between them, thoroughly enjoying the uncertainty she could feel wafting off of Ronin. She was a goddess after all, and she'd killed men for far, far less than Ronin was currently getting away with. That she could be touched at all seemed uncertain, and yet here she was, just a breath away between his arms and he between her legs. Close as they were though, there was still oh so very much distance yet to go. "And, do you want me Ronin?" She asked, her head tilted slightly more to the side so that strands of her dark hair fell against her bare shoulder and his fingers while her eyes bore softly into his. Leaning herself slightly more forward now, her back away from the stone wall with no more than an inch or so between her lips and his, she rolled her other shoulder causing the other strap to fall into the water. "As a man wants a woman? It has been so very long since I've been wanted for something besides my power." Her words had fallen to a mere whisper now, the room around them growing quite still. Safrin