#c: ruby

where - food area

Wren wrinkled her nose up as she took a sip of lavender liqueur, regretting her choices of cocktail. "I don't recommend this." she grumbled to the girl nearby.

Last we saw Ruby she was off in Cantha trying to make peace with.... everything. The guild and the commander didn't want her around, so with Cantha's borders open again she went south to try and reconnect with herself and maybe try and find some branches of the family that grew down that way.

She came back to the mainland after the events of SotO (fully aware of what was going on, more on that later).

@safetypinned Asked:

❛ i want to sink my teeth into every inch of you. ❜ 👀👀

【❖】   ――――   Ruby   grinned,   the   corner   of   her   lips   curling   up   in   a   mischievous   smirk.   She   tilted   her   head   slightly,   allowing   a   strand   of   dark   hair   to   fall   across   her   face   as   she   met   Sam's   intense   gaze.   ❝   Well,   what   are   you   waiting   for,   Winchester   ?   ❞   She   purred,   taking   a   step   closer   to   him.   The   lines   between   predator   and   prey   now   blurred,   setting   off   a   dangerous   dance   between   two   beings   walking   the   knife's   edge.   Ruby   could   sense   the   hunger   in   Sam's   gaze,   the   primal   urge   that   mirrored   her   own.   As   she   closed   the   distance   between   them,   the   room   seemed   to   shrink,   leaving   no   space   for   anything   but   the   charged   atmosphere   that   surrounded   them.

Their   lips   met   in   a   fierce,   hungry   kiss   that   spoke   of   desires   and   forbidden   temptations.   In   that   moment,   they   were   no   longer   hunters   or   demons,   just   two   entities   consumed   by   a   hunger   that   could   never   be   fully   satiated.   As   they   broke   apart,   breathless   and   wanting,   Ruby's   eyes   glinted   with   a   dangerous   gleam.   ❝   Careful   what   you   wish   for,   Sam.   ❞   She   whispered,   her   voice   low   and   sultry.   Finger   tips   trail   down   the   front   of   his   shirt,   leaving   a   trail   of   fire   in   their   wake.   All   she   could   focus   on   was   the   fire   burning   between   them.

Ruby's   eyes   blazed   with   a   mixture   of   longing   and   something   darker,   something   primal   that   called   out   to   the   deepest   parts   of   him.   If   there   was   one   thing   Ruby   couldn’t   deny   it   was   the   fact   of   how   much   she   craved   his   touch,   be   it   rough   or   gentle.   Her   lips   found   his   neck,   trailing   rough   kisses   down   his   skin.   ❝   There’s   nothing   here   stopping   you   from   doing   exactly   what   you   want.   ❞   Pulling   back   she   swept   her   tongue   over   her   bottom   lips   and   held   her   wrist   out   to   him   as   if   tempting   him   to   take   that   first   bite.   The   pulse   in   her   veins   beckoning   to   him   like   a   siren’s   call.   ❝   Do   it,   Sam.   ❞

Being at the bar was better than being at home right now. Even if his wife was out galivanting with her friends. Could he even call what they had a marriage anymore? Couldn't even call it a partnership when she was taking every bit of money he'd been trying to sock away for either himself or the boys. Ranting and raving until she got her way. It came to a point that Leo gave in just to avoid the yelling and fighting in front of their kids. Isla had offered to watch the boys to give him a night to himself. Insisting he needed it. Running the thriving business he did was tough at times, more so because he wasn't just behind the scenes, Leo still got in there and got his hands dirty and worked. So yes, a night to himself was warranted and justified. Eyes scanned the many faces that were scattered throughout the bar as he downed the last of his drink. Signaling to the bartender to bring another his way. The seat next to him had remained empty since he'd arrived until just then. A figure slipping onto the high top chair. A simply, gorgeous figure. Leo instantly sat up a bit straighter, taking the glass of whiskey from the bartender before looking at her again. 'Mind if I buy you a drink?' Leo had always been a bit blunt at times.

“Glad to see you’re not dead.” Benito walked up to the girl and sat besides her. He didn’t bother pretending to be upset over the deaths, as Ruby knew him too well. He’s been surrounded by death since he was a child, and although bothersome these deaths were nothing if not an inconvenience to him. “I’m starting to become really annoyed with this place.”

“You know, I’m starting to wonder if this is going to become a weekly thing between us”, the man in the chair says, a smug but subtle undertone wrapping around every single word coming from his mouth. “Because if that’s going to be the case, dear, then maybe I should learn your favorite drink at least, so it can wait for you the next time you decide to come here and waste your precious time.” He doesn’t sound angry, not really, despite the circumstances. If anything, it makes him kind of relaxed a bit, something to distract him from yet another hectic week behind his back. That alone would probably be enough on its own to piss off the police officer in front of him even more and that was what made it even better. “The table at the back is all ours, if you want to talk again. Get yourself something to drink and let’s see what you have this time. I’m in the mood.”