we live in a world someone else imagined
This is absolutely not going how Ronin imagined it, and much as he wants to be bemused and unsure about it, it doesn't stop him (or his body, evidently) from responding. Indeed, as Sera shifts against him - on purpose, he thinks with a hint of amusement - she will feel a growing hardness that is entirely her fault. And even though she's agreeing to more training, she's not moving away from him. No, she's moving more, and the hissed inhale of breath it causes will doubtlessly spark more sweet smugness in her expression. Not that Ronin cares.
"With pleasure," he croons instead, trying to play it cool - as cool as one can play it with an erection that's only getting worse, anyway. "Though if I'm going to teach you anything I'm afraid you'll have to get me off-- I mean-- get off me." He huffs out a laugh, rubbing at the back of his head and gazing up at her expectantly.
"With pleasure," he croons instead, trying to play it cool - as cool as one can play it with an erection that's only getting worse, anyway. "Though if I'm going to teach you anything I'm afraid you'll have to get me off-- I mean-- get off me." He huffs out a laugh, rubbing at the back of his head and gazing up at her expectantly.
the dark star
