A G U I
Hearing her name, her true name, from Valaine's lips felt strange, almost unreal. She had never expected to ever hear someone say it again, even more so, someone say it with care. She liked it. Her ember eyes softened, even as her cheeks warmed with a blush she couldn't will away. Kito laughed softly, the sound breaking through her chest in a low hum.
Kito leaned into the light nip at her neck, her breath hitching despite herself. Her smile curled at the teasing words about her name, about her parents — it all tugged deeply at her. "Maybe," she whispered with an uneven voice, "But right now… the only one I want saying it is you…"
Valaine's grin, the way her leg curled against the Shaper's waist, and the gentle kiss that brushed against her lips — it all tangled into the fire that threatened to spill over. Kito's crooked smile returned, though this time it carried more heat than mischief.
Through their time together, it seemed Valaine had figured out how to stoke the flames. She knew what to say, how to say it to make Kito move — to allow the want that gripped her when she was around the sangnir. In turn, she had learn her way as well.
"How long?" she whispered, her voice low, trying to mask its trembling want. Kito slid her hand down the curve of Valaine's waist. Feeling her shape through the folds of the robe. The clothing had become second nature; she knew where it opened and how easily her hand could slip through to touch skin.
In which she did, letting the tips of her fingers heat the pale skin underneath.
"Not long." Kito's crooked smile deepened as her hands slid beneath the curve of Valaine's back. The Force carried through her body, making the movement smooth and effortless as she gathered the Sangnir into her arms. Legs wrapped naturally around her waist, and Kito rose in one clean motion.
She carried her forward, each step steady with purpose, until the wall caught Valaine's back. The impact came with a faint thud, firm but careful, more protective than punishing. Kito held her there, hips pressed close, fingers gripping into the softness of her rear as if to keep her tethered.
Leaning in, her lips brushed the Sangnir's, breath mingling in the heat between them. "I want you in my arms… against this wall… in my bed." Her voice broke low, a rasp heavy with want.
She guided Valaine's head with a brush of her cheek, lips trailing slow, smoldering kisses down the line of her neck. Each one was a promise, each one steeped in the warmth of fire she barely contained.
The familiar fragrance of her lover — the faint sweetness, the trace of coffee — filled Kito's senses and unraveled her defenses. The words slipped out softer, unguarded, reverent.
"Stay with me." Her lips continued against Valaine's neck, trailing up till she could meet her lips.