Morning Comes (Morning)
The alarm barely buzzed once before it was snoozed by a swipe of a hand from the already conscious duelist, who seemed to have roused out of her sleep much earlier than her significant other. She spared a fleeting glance at the clock before returning to the bed completely, closing her eyes as she brushed her lips over a bare shoulder blade.
With her ignoring the option to activate the artificial light of the sun the panels around the room offered, the entire space remained mostly cloaked by shadows. The thin lights installed in the crevices of the walls were set to a dim level, leaving Reynaʼs heart and eyes being more luminescent in the dark.
Regardless of the lack of proper lighting, Reyna didn't encounter any difficulty in finding her way around Sageʼs body. Only a mere blanket provided the healer coverage, and inch by inch, Reyna lowered it to unveil more skin.
There was no lust in her touch. Unlike the previous night when they were both ravenous for each other's raw pleasures, Reyna indulged in a different form of leisure. It was five o'clock in the morning and she knew that their duties would soon call upon them, which would result in them bidding farewell to the free time they could've spent together.
With Sage being so exhausted with her responsibilities in VALORANT, Reyna opted on letting the healer sleep more. Yet, she was unable to stop herself from relishing in the opportunity to worship Sageʼs body like this. She may have done many things onto the Chinese, but she realized just now that it felt as if she never stole even a moment to show how much she truly treasured Sage.
"Even when you're asleep, mi vida, you enchant me."
Though her words could never be heard by the slumbering woman, Reyna meant it. She pressed herself close behind Sage, lifting her head and pressing her face against her lover's pulse. She gently nibbled before furthering it to delicate suckling, pleased when she inspired a soft sigh in seeping through Sageʼs lips.
Her hands carefully roamed south, a breath briefly leaving her when her fingertips trailed over the swell of Sageʼs breasts. Nails harmlessly scraped over smooth skin before she continued on until she was stroking and tracing the shape of Sageʼs body. Like a sculptor drawing inspiration for their next masterpiece, yet she knew her masterpiece was right there. Right under her fingertips. Right under her lips.
"Zyanya...?"
Stealing Sage from her sleep was a foreseen turnout, but Reyna didn't let up with her endeavours. Sage didn't seem to mind anyway, especially when the healer let out another sigh before moving closer to Reyna. She lifted a leg, maneuvering it back until she hooked her foot on the duelist's calf.
Reyna smiled against Sageʼs neck, her teeth showing in the midst of the tiny licks she was now giving. "Good morning, mi corazón."
"Bǎobèi," Sage whispered, the sleep she was coming out of still heavy in her voice. "did you turn the alarm off?"
"I did."
Sage couldn't keep the lazy smile from being heard through her one word question. "Why?"
"I wanted to appreciate you." Reyna confessed in a murmur, opening her eyes to meet Sageʼs half-lidded gaze as the sentinel deliberately looked over her shoulder.
"You did. You have." Sage laggardly shifted until she was laying on her back, her shoulder pressing against Reynaʼs heart. She reached a hand over and cupped the Mexican's face, brushing her thumb over a sharp, defined cheekbone. "Last night, remember?"
Reyna lightly shook her head, placing a hand over the one on her face. "I devoured you last night. What I'm doing. What I want to do is to show you how much you deserve to be worshipped. To be praised with not just words, but with the softest touch. The gentlest caresses. The sweetest of bites."
An utterly blissful smile played on Sageʼs lips like mute melody. "I'm no goddess, Zyanya."
"You are to me. Mi corazón, mi tesoro, mi vida."
A soft chortle, followed by warm brown eyes gazing at Reyna as if she was the one that deserved the love and reverence Sage herself was getting. With her hand loosely leading Reyna by her jaw, she turned away once again, but she positioned her head in a way that left her neck absolutely vulnerable.
"Show me."
Reyna have a throaty chuckle, drawing near Sage without another word. The tip of her nose glided over Sageʼs pulse, eventually replaced with a pair of lips on the soft beating nerve. It didn't even take another second before her canines pierced through the skin, blood leaking past and flowing around her teeth.
A hushed, breathy gasp fell from Sageʼs lips, her back arching against Reynaʼs, who hummed in absolute delight at the sweet, coppery taste that gradually trickled into her mouth. It was a slow, deliberate act that practically reduced Sage into a shuddering, breathily moaning mess.
Reyna let out a low gasp upon unlatching her teeth on the healer's neck, a small coquettish smile shaping her lips as she watched Sage steady her slightly uneven breath before reaching up and touching the mark. The blood stained her fingertips, but the sight of it sent a rush through her nerves.
Sage felt awfully lightheaded. It's as if she became drunk from the bite she received. Regardless of the feeling, she wore a relatively dazed smile as she cupped Reynaʼs face in her hands and swiped away the blood trailing down the corners of her lips.
"Is that enough, cariño?"
"It really is a good morning." Sage replied with a small nod, pulling Reyna in and reintroducing their lips with one another.
The kiss felt warmer, stickier. It was likely due to the blood, but they both took it slow and maybe it was Reynaʼs influence and fondness of such that Sage was beginning to see the appeal of the crimson's taste.
As much as neither women seemed to hold any intention in starting their day officially, the panel on the bedside table lit up, showing an incoming call from none other than Brimstone. The man was probably already expecting Sage to be awake and ready to answer the transmission.
Reyna was the first to notice, only for Sage to realize there was something that had garnered her attention in between the sensual exchange they were involved in. Sage chuckled when Reyna gave a growl-like grunt of protest when she began to move away. The arm that was loosely wound around her waist became more firm with its hold, a clear yet wordless sign that told her the other wasn't in favour of her leave.
"Zyanya." Sage uttered the woman's name with humour lacing her tone, the way she wanted to appear intimidating failing quite successfully.
"Must you leave so soon?"
"We have our duties to attend to. Now up, up."
"You're technically the next officer in command, so, mi vida," Reyna placed a hand over one of Sageʼs, halting the woman from completely vacating the bed and reacquiring her attention. "permission to wreak havoc later until Brimstone's blood pressure rises."
"Permission denied." Sage smoothly replied with a quick kiss on Reynaʼs cheek before scooting towards the edge of the bed. She was just about to toss the blanket aside when her movements once again came to a stop once the duelist spoke.
"Permission to assist you in the shower, then?"
A light chortle, followed by a response that held no hesitation whatsoever. "Granted, bǎobèi."
Reyna need not another response. The bed was vacated in a flash and only a yelp of surprise left Sage once her lover plucked her from the sheets as if she weighed like a feather and brought them to their personal bathroom.
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Author's Note: Writing short stories makes me feel a bit iffy, cuz I don't usually do these kinds of things, but anyway! I guess this is what most would call a 'ficlet'? ^^"
I hope the Reyge peeps enjoyed this one. It was mostly inspired by a fan art I saw of Reyna having these sharp vampire-like canines with blood trickling over the corners of her lips, so I figured, hey! Why not slip that in here, ya know?
Till the next prompt!
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