Another Night (Ace and I, Mature)

Charim sat at the desk she'd moved into Reaver's chambers, idly writing up a report on some of the new students, though in all honesty she may as well have been writing it to herself. She kept it formal, thought she longed to resort to shorthand. Finally, she signed it, amusing herself by drawing a small shark fin after her name. Her white hair was in a ponytail, and she was in a blue shirt with a cartoon shark on the front and grey sweatpants, a pair of slimpers covering her feet. She sighed, spinning around, waiting for Reaver.

Charim smiled, standing and walking towards him, giving him a hug. "Hey. How've you been, love?" She pulls back, straightening her shirt, flushing with embarrassment. "Sorry, I'm not exactly...presentable..."

She blushes, staying close to him, her head leaned against his chest. "Do you worry what people think about us...about you and me?"

Charim gives him a gentle kiss, smiling. "I mean...you're the most powerful Kishin since Saca and Asura...and I'm just a lowly witch...I love you, but do you think people question why we're together?"

She smiles, blushing deeper, her slippers falling off her feet. She suddenly looks very serious, looking up at him. "Do not. Let me. Touch the floor. The stone is freezing..."

She smiles, kissing him again. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm assuming..."

Charim shivered in his grip, kissing him a bit more passionately. She pulls back after a moment, smiling. "You look amazing..."

Charim smirks a bit, her broom flying from beside the door. She takes a seat on it, still kissing him. "Maybe...we should go to the bed?"

Charim flew ahead of him, stepping onto the bed before sending the broom back to where it was before. She plopped down on the bed, smiling at him. "Do you mind if I put a TV in here? It wouldn't be so bad to...cuddle up some night, fall asleep watching a movie..." She blushes twiddling her thumbs. "I'm sorry, it's...it's a silly idea."

Charim blushes a deep red, going rigid for a moment before relaxing, wrapping a had around the back of his neck, pulling him against her. She pulls back long enough to whisper to him. "You please me...My king..."

Charim moaned ever so softly into their kiss, resting her free hand on his chest, feeling the muscle beneath his clothes, kissing him more passionately. "R-Reaver..."

Her body melted at his touch, reacting to each and every place touched. Her face was a beautifully deep red from her blushing. She smiled sweetly at his words. "My wonderful Reaver..."

Charim shivered a bit, and the light mirage over her stomach shifted. "C-Careful, Reaver..." She gasped softly, quickly becoming putty in his hands.