we live in a world someone else imagined
Honestly, she could be leading them into the depths of the Climb and Ronin probably wouldn't notice until it was a thousand years too late. He's starting to crave this, he realises - this touch, this heat of another person, and it's that carnal desire that moves his feet and pays no attention to the hallways around them. Only when the door closes and Sera confirms that no, he isn't imposing, does he realise they're still in the Dragon's Nest.
But it's a secluded part of the nest, and the click of a lock tells Ronin that it will continue being secluded for a long time yet. "Oh, good," he mumbles, before his brain isn't really in the driver's seat any more, and he surges forward to back her up against the door. His lips are against Sera's without any further preamble, his movements almost frenzied, his hands needy and wandering.
But it's a secluded part of the nest, and the click of a lock tells Ronin that it will continue being secluded for a long time yet. "Oh, good," he mumbles, before his brain isn't really in the driver's seat any more, and he surges forward to back her up against the door. His lips are against Sera's without any further preamble, his movements almost frenzied, his hands needy and wandering.
the dark star
