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could it have been that they’d underestimated yang’s capacity to get bored that fast ? simple outing to the markets wasn’t exactly an exciting affair, especially when ren spent so much time comparing produce and the health parameters of specific ingredients. it was a wind down activity, preparation different to that of pre - mission stress, a younger them might have been uncomfortable with the domesticity. they never believed they’d be spending a lazy sunday morning shopping with their sweetheart, donning paper bags filled with fresh bread and spices, walking through the sprawling streets of mistral’s capital. they felt at peace, even when they realised beloved had trailed from their side, most likely straying away when ren had been distracted. they paid it no mind, continuing to slowly check things off their grocery list until the familiar buzz of scroll alerted them to whatever ventures yang had gotten herself into.

ren’s expression upon yang’s return was too composed, too amused to have been safe by any means. charming debonair smile met the phoenix as he reached out to sling linked arm over her shoulder. they leant in to kiss her temple as they made their way back to bumblebee, voice honeyed and deceptive.   ‘   no, but apparently you did.   ’   a detour back to the kuroyuri valley landed them in on the edge of familiar sunflower field, hands on her body possessive, hungry, all that roiling energy between thinly veiled restraint unleashed, no doubt in the way yang intended. hips pressed up against her backside while dextrous fingers ran across molten skin, pinning her to the bike all the while slipping down into unbuttoned shorts. lily - smoke flitted around her neck as ren laid tender bites to the flesh, devilish tongue tongue lining her ear before accenting movement with a playful nip, hands near her shorts moving to tug them down.

had they more energy ren would have no doubt met yang’s come - on’s with so much more energy at their disposal. the mission had expelled their energy in short but potent bursts, utilising both aura, skill, and brains to eventually solve the mystery of disappearing huntsmen and huntresses amongst grimm - infested mountain ranges. they wanted very little more than to curl up at yang’s side and sleep the exhaustion off until eyes land on the seductive desplay, inwardly groaning that they couldn’t meet yang’s enthusiasm with the same teenager - esque romps that usually signalled a welcome return home. but despite that, it was so easy to fall into bed with her, shedding layers in easy succession ‘til they were wrapped up in warm sheets and an even warmer girlfriend.

despite tire, they could feel themselves invigorated with each wanton touch, and the roll of their hips into hers, as if by simply being near her she could bring them back to life. slow and meticulous movements, familiar and soft, moved over planes of golden skin and glimmering scale, carding through a sea of sunshine - esque feathers. their touch on her person was less lascivious and more worshipping, regarding the curves beneath their silken fabric like any beggar come to pray, seeing lips and the sounds that spilled from honeyed tiers hymns written in celestial song. when their own mouth pressed to the softened skin beneath her ear and down elegant column of neck it was in prayer, in uttered devotion wrought from fatigue and the lovesick gratitude of coming home to her.