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Pulls Roman down by the back of the head to kiss him something fierce.
âWell, someoneâs needy,â he pulled away with a grin, gloved fingers trailing along her jawline. âYou coulda just asked.â
" I... Noticed you tend to give people you meet nicknames, so ah... Do you have one for me?? "
âFlynt.â
" Can you speak any other languages? You've done a little traveling right? Teach me something!! "
âSiâŚuhâŚbonjourâŚ.â
-sweats-
" I wish I could tell you in fancy poetic words how much I love you, but ah... That's all I got! I... Hope it'll suffice!! "
It didnât even rhyme.Â
âThen donât,â he patted her head. âJust sayinâ it gets the point across.â

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" You're stupidly good looking, you know that right? " it pissed her off tbh
âGuilty as charged.âÂ
he knows tbh
" so SINCE I plan on cooking for you every day, is there anything you're allergic to I need to be aware of...??? "
âPears. Also Iâve seen you cook please donât.â
" Roman! I found a shop that sold wildflowers like ones from my home!! Can I place them in your apartment?? "
âUh, itâs a penthouse but sure.âÂ
He probably allergic though lbr.
ceresiae:
â Really?! You mean it?! â
Her energy bursts forth with a cry of victory ringing throughout whilst her body lunges to envelop the taller male in a tight embrace, face nestled into his chest.Â
Roman was going to take her on an actual date!Â
She could only think of what her parents would say if they were watching her now with this notorious thief. Would they be disappointed? Or happy for her happiness, she wondered? Her brother surely wouldnât be too pleased- but Cerise was more than content alongside him.Â
Cheeks flush at his words of having âulterior motivesâ of any kind- her arms were still snaked around his neck as she gawks with a hard swallow, trying to tame her sudden heart palpitations. Was she even ready for THAT!?Â
For a woman as stern and ferocious on a job, around Roman she was a complete MESS. It was hard to be taken seriously back at base when around Cinder and the others with the way Cerise stumbled about like a love struck puppy. She shook the lewd thoughts from her mind and settles in her resolve.Â
The mood was too right to not take advantage of. And so she leans upon tiptoes, craning her neck upward to reach Romanâs proximity and places plush lips against her partnerâs. Arms remain about his neck as she smiles against his mouth; delighted with the turnout of their talk. Cerise could be confident⌠not often, but when she did have that inner strength, it was best to make the most of it. She hoped Roman was prepared for what all her confidence could push her to do.Â
He smiled against her lips, arm wrapping around her waist and pulling her into him. He forgot how lithe she was - how small. It was easy to forget when she was such a menace on the battle field. How such a small body could carry such anger and violence was beyond him, yet here she was. And here he was with his arms wrapped around her and her pressed into his chest.Â
It felt natural, and when he pulled away, he refused to let go of her. Their foreheads remained pressed together, noses barely brushing as he held her on her toes.Â
This was so different from his first wife. He couldnât even articulate the warmth that bubbled up inside of him. It was far from just lust though that was a part of it. It was something else entirely. Something he had never felt before. Something he planned to cling to.Â
âThereâs a restaurant near here thatâs more expensive that your apartment. Unless you have other plans, how about we head there?â
ceresiae:
â Hey! â
A defensive retort from his shot at her is the first thing for her to react to. The rest needing a bit of time to sit with her.Â
She smiles warmly though, holding her hands to her chest to feel its increased heart-rate. He wants to do it RIGHT. With HER. One day perhaps sheâd get to hear him speak those three words⌠it wouldnât be right to corner him into saying it. It wouldnât feel natural. But she knew, from his explanation alone, she knew he loved her. Face remains pinked with bliss, biting her lip to restrain the gleeful, victorious cheers she had for herself in that moment.Â
â Can I ask for one more thingâŚ? â She peers up at his taller figure with bright, hopeful eyes. â Can we⌠go on a proper date? And not for me to get shot at for your sake, sort of date? â It was a grim topic, one she knew Roman didnât like her bringing up, but Cerise jests about the occasion anyways. It happened, she could have died, but that day was a staple for the two of them. And so- she figured perhaps it was time they acted like an ACTUAL couple and not stage as one.Â
â I want to know you better. Weâve been together for a while, but personally, and not so much you as a boss with money and fortune on the mind. â
He really needed to give her more credit. Bringing that up at a time like now...that was low.Â
He huffed, a pout forming on his lips, âDonât push your luck, Flynt.â
He flicked her nose in emphasis, but he could only pout so long before a cocky smile slid back over his lips, âAlways the romantic, eh? I sâpose I could take you...for real. No ulterior motives.â
Roman leaned back against the wall, seemingly thinking for a moment before nodding to himself.Â
âCanât say thereâs much you donât know, though...â most of his past was just that - in the past.Â
He didnât feel any real need to dredge it up when it was the now that mattered. Just as he didnât pry into her life before him. Still, a date would be nice. Good food, good drink, good company.Â
Hopefully no firearms.Â

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ceresiae:
â Wait what- â
Her thoughts are put to a halt with the contact he makes with her chin. Eyes completely taken in by brilliant emerald and she was a puddle, almost having missed his last words.
PROPOSE?
That wasnât a NO?
That was when everything chimed of bells in that dreamer head space of hers. Roman was not incorrect in the slightest when it came to Ceriseâs ânot listeningâ, as she was in her own world as of present. Birds chirping everywhere, wedding bells ringing, and flower petals scattered all about them. She looked like a damn child with the way sheâd laugh giddily, eyes a complete daze but sparkled like that of diamonds.Â
This daydream of hers lasted a long hard moment before Romanâs smoke made her sneeze, thus coming out of the spell.Â
â Oh- WâŚWow. Um⌠So⌠ah~ does that mean you love me, Roman? âÂ
Perhaps she was asking a bit much, but with a drunken sway of her body due to excitement, she bats her eyelashes upward at her partner, holding her own heated face anticipating one of his curve-ball answers. Heâs never told her those words, however another thought strikes her, dropping the cutesy act momentarily and with a huff-
â Wha- hey⌠I mean. What you feel for me is different than what you felt for her- rightâŚ? â
Aaaaaaaand she was gone. He could see it in the way her eyes glazed over and jaw hung open. It brought a smile to his lips as he leaned back and replaced the cigar. He waited for the spell to break, for her to come back to her sense and resume gaping at him.Â
She was so easy to get a reaction out of...honestly, it would be sad if he didnât know she could slit his throat in his sleep and heâd be none the wiser.Â
Of course, she asked him that question, which he was about to elegantly dodge, but Cerise made it easy. She handed him an out.Â
He rolled his eyes, arms crossing over his chest, âIf my feelings for you were the same as they were for her, I woulda kicked you out ages ago.â
Roman looked back to her, lips pursed for a moment as he seemed to make up his mind.Â
âWe went too quickly. It wasnât love. It was a high with the shittiest hangover. I plan tâ do it right this time, so yeah. You are very different from her...for one thing she actually listened.â
That last bit was punctuated with a grin.
I want the k :3
prompt / tentatively accepting14. kiss along the hips
They were both tipsy, an empty bottle of wine still overturned on the glass table - long forgotten by both the thief and assassin sprawled over the too-small couch. It was more of a love seat, really, and Roman would have cracked some half-assed joke about it if the reality of the moment hadnât sliced painfully through the buzz.Â
The room was shockingly in-focus. The world clearer than it had been in years as Cerise giggled, her head tossed back and cheeks stained a red more vibrant than the long-gone wine. Roman grinned at her, unable to stifle the the contagiousness of her mirth. Her shirt was rucked up to the bottom of her ribs, her skin warm against his ungloved hands as she kneed him in the stomach for the eighth time that night. Yet he couldnât bring himself to care as his still-grinning lips trailed down her torso to where her hips disappeared beneath the hem of her pants.Â
How long had it been? Since something akin to genuine happiness ( untainted by the syrup reality of alcohol or purely physical sex ) welled in his chest, brought forth a smile. Nothing predatory or knowing or conniving. JustâŚa smile.Â
Hell, it was entirely possible Cerise wouldnât even remember this in the morning, but Roman would. The smile slowly faded, green eyes glancing up at her as she grinned at him with affectionate, honey eyes. How long had it been since someone looked at him like that?
Roman didnât dwell. He allowed his eyes to slip closed, head tilting to press his nose to her warm skin. He kissed along the sharp cut of her hip, following the line to the hem of her pants, trailing across it and up the other hip. He traced the pattern again, hands resting on her hips and breathe soft. It was better not to think, not to dwell. After all, the world hadnât been this clear in years despite the odd, almost happy warmth in his chest.Â
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ceresiae:
A twinge of jealousy shot through her- but it couldnât be helped.Â
This was Romanâs past. And from the sound of things, their love wasnât legitimate⌠she kept telling herself that anyways.Â
Still, for one woman to ruin a manâs idea of what marriage is, what love is- it made her inner self seethe. How irritating.Â
â Well- she was a fool to abuse what you had to offer⌠â
The Roman she knew had a heart hidden deep. Covered by layers of trauma and disappointment after disappointment. Cerise wanted so badly to bring him what good there was to offer in this corrupted world. She hoped he saw that.
â Iâm envious. She received my dream first. â
Honest words spilled from pursed lips, feeling rather huffy knowing he wouldnât do the same for her- someone who WOULDNâT throw up on his deck or smokeâŚit wasnât FAIR in her eyes. But- she couldnât exactly BEG Roman to make things legitimate with her.
He rolled his eyes, a puff of smoke leaving his lips. Honestly, for a woman who has survived this long in the underworld, she really didnât listen. Good thing she swooped in and saved his ass, or she would have been dead ages ago.Â
He turned to her, pulling the cigar from his lips and exhaling - knowing some of the smoke went into her face, but he doubt sheâd mind given the proximity.Â
âSee, this is why youâre bad at negotiations. You donât listen, and you always assume,â he hooked a finger under her chin. âI never said no, Flynt, but Iâll be damned if I let you be the one to propose to me.â
ceresiae:
Cheeks flush, feeling rather clueless herself.Â
She had no idea what Romanâs last marriage was like- aside from temporary obviously⌠And sure⌠he wasnât WRONG. His loyalty to her spoke volumes. â They mean plentyâŚreally. But yes I just- ⌠Iâve always wanted a true marriage. Like my parents had⌠â Thinking of them made her smile inwardly. This life of crime wasnât what she originally planned for but- if this was how sheâd continue to live her life alongside Roman, she wanted it proper.Â
â Is that so wrong to askâŚ? âÂ
Her voice raises with feeling, eyes searching his own for clarity. Perhaps his heart to open just a little more to her. She exhales, swallowing her pride and showing off a genuine smile with kind shades of honey. â Wonât you tell me about herâŚ? Why you married her⌠why⌠you decided it wasnât worth it? â
Oi. She wanted him to into that.Â
He sighed, eyes opening before relaxing as he slumped against the wall.Â
âNow thatâs a hell of a tale,â he looked back at her. âLike your parents, huh? Never did shake that fairy tale ending, did ya?â
He offered a tight lipped smile.Â
âWell, it was a couple years ago. I had just gotten my first big hit...â it was a good memory, golden and barely tinged by age. âIâd run a few jobs with her in the past, and weâd messed around, so I bought her a big ass ruby necklace,â he snickered. âShe was a brunette and looked damn good in red. Anyways, it went downhill from there. Iâd buy her stuff, and sheâd stick around - do favors. And not the kind you think...at least, not all the time. She was the best infiltrator Iâve ever met. Could pick any lock in no time, and we made a damn good team. So naturally, we decided to take it a step further. I stole a real pretty engagement ring and well...â
He shrugged, lighting another cigar.Â
âWe honey mooned in Mistral. It was real romantic too. Then, we got home,â he snickered around the cigar. âShe was a bitch to live with. Left her shit everywhere, drank too much, smoked too much - basically me except she kept bringing animals home. And well...seeing her vomit the entire contents of her stomach onto the deck really broke the romance. Iâm sure she felt the same about me when I threw up in the house plant...one morning she woke up next to me and said she wanted a divorce. I told her that was a good fucking idea, and we got it done. We said our goodbyes, said good luck, and said that we hoped weâd never see each other again.â

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The way heâd spoken the words she couldnât⌠sent chills down her spine.
Her hands clench to bring herself to focus how to approach the topic- this was Ceriseâs dream. One of them anywaysâŚand while she loved Roman and while he probably didnât understand its importance to her, it would say a lot to have someone like Roman give his all to her⌠hell they could do it underground with a criminal officiant for all Cerise cared. It didnât have to be some big ordealâŚbutâŚenough to reflect how they felt about one another.
UnlessâŚhe just didnât feel that strongly about the assailant. Enough to make him feel safe, but alsoâŚexpendableâŚ?
â I- ah⌠wellâŚitâs âŚjust- â
Why couldnât she speak?!
Words, Cerise.Â
He watched her fumbling, lips pressing in a thin line, âI was askinâ for clarification not saying no.â
He rolled his eyes, extinguishing the cigar on the brick wall to his side. Honestly, it was like she didnât know him at all. Heâd gotten married once - not that he really went into depth about it - so heâd do it again. He was just clarifying...though the way he said it.Â
Roman shrugged, dropping the cigar, âLook, my last marriage lasted a whole six weeks, and I ainât exactly on good terms with the law. Saying Iâm married is kinda ridiculous when Iâve already told you I have no intention of leaving you. I would hope words mean more than two grams of metal around your finger.â
" I know you've been married before... but... would you ever- " She couldn't finish her question, almost afraid to receive an answer. It was a subject Cerise often danced around and toyed with. He'd already told her he wanted her at his side whilst they took on the rest of Remnant, for theatrics of the sort, but would he make it...official? Could she become what he'd lost?
He looked at her, brow arched.Â
âAre you asking if I would ever marry you?â there was no malice in his voice.Â
Then again, there wasnât any emotion. Just a question as he replaced the cigar back in his mouth. Marriage wasnât something he thought about. The first time had been a disaster and honestly, he didnât see much point to it. It surprised him that Cerise would ask.