#hei-ran

Fic: Love. Loss. Then Love Again

“Hei-Ran…,” a small plea detectable in the way he called her name.  The signature arch in her right brow did not waver and fall, no matter how he called her name. A slender arm held up shoulder height with her hand splayed across his bare chest, preventing him from moving any closer.  When he understood, Hei-Ran’s arm fell, hand settling on her lap. “Kuruk. What in Agni’s name is going on with you?" She didn't wait for him to answer. "I’m… fine… with the current arrangement we’ve had going on, we’ve agreed to that from the beginning, but to be this late and so noncahalant about it?!” There was a soft, yet forceful exhale through grit teeth. “The blatant disrespect of my time as of late is something I will not stand for. Do better.” Kuruk cleared his throat then rolled his neck before tipping his chin to give Hei-Ran a charged stare through hooded lids. “Yes ma’am. And considering where we’re at, there’s no need for you to stand.” The draw of his lower lip behind his teeth was slow and deliberate. “None. At. All.” Fiercely grabbing Kuruk by his square jaw, Hei-Ran pulled him in for a hungry kiss. It was sloppy and rushed. Kuruk stumbled to get his footing while Hei-Ran started to tip them back onto her bed.  One strong hand around her lower back, the other by the side of her ribcage, cupping underneath the swell of her breast, there were only slight breaks to readjust the slotting of their legs and lips.  Hei-Ran’s breaths grew more and more shallow, muffled only when Kuruk’s lips met hers again. If she had the energy and desire to bother, she’d have said something about the unfamiliar almost metallic taste on his tongue. But such a thought was quickly cast aside by the way he touched her just right.