To be Yours

Old Friends

It was around seven in the morning when Ranza stirred awake again, and she fluttered her eyes open, her gaze falling sleepily on the side of the canvas tent she was sleeping in.

An arm was wrapped heavily around her, and she could feel a breath fanning on her neck softly. She tensed up hearing a breath, and laid like a log for a few minutes. She started prying his arm from around her.

Unfortunately- or maybe fortunately, the arm tightened around her, and she felt him burying his head in her neck. "Stay still." He murmured, and held her tightly to him. "I need to get dressed." She said with a small huff, her face warm, and her voice was a bit flustered.

He let out a small grunt behind her, and took a few deep breaths as he moved his hand a bit to rub her stomach. Ranza's stomach tightened as he rubbed it, though it was over her shirt, it was sending tingles through her body.

It took a few minutes, but she relaxed under his hold, and felt his hand moving down a bit til it was resting on her hip. He slowly moved down til he was at the hem of her shirt. She could feel him fumbling with the fabric, before he hesitantly started rubbing the outside of her mid thigh.

Javier continued to rub up and down her side and leg as he pleased, but stayed respectful, never going further than he should. "I need to get dressed, Javier." she murmured, looking over at him over his shoulder. When her head turned over, a small grin passed over Javier's face, seeing the blush spread over Ranza's.

After a minute of squirming Javier finally let go of her, and watched intently as she stood up, grabbing her pants. She slid her leg in, and gave a hop to pull them all the way up, giving a bit of a wiggle to the fabric as she buttoned up her pants. She heard a small snicker behind her, and looked back seeing Javier watching her amused.

She threw him a warning look, though it didn't come off very effective, and looked more like her asking him to be nice. He flashed his teeth to her, before sitting up, and facing the other way to give her privacy.

The usual yellow and white checkered shirt took place on her as usual, and she slid the gunbelt around her waist, locking the holster with the string around her thigh. She turned around after a moment to grab her socks and boots, watching Javier button up his vest carefully.

Ranza sat back down to pull her socks and boots on. Javier sat down next to her to do the same, and Ranza nearly snorted, catching sight of the poor socks he wore. "Don't you think you should get new socks sometime?" she asked with a tinge of amusement in her voice.

"Are you gonna buy me new socks?" he asked with a sassy tone in his voice, and pulled his boots on carefully, before he grabbed a rag to wipe them off meticulously. Ranza stood up. "I was just saying... how everyone calls you mister fancy pants..." she mused, and watched as he stood up.

Javier raised an eyebrow, and smirked down to her. She looked at him with a bit of an untrusting look. "Well, you know, it would be real nice to have you as Mrs. Fancy Pants." he grinned softly, and chuckled as her face morphed into shock. "W-what?" she stumbled.

He entwined his hands with hers, and placed a kiss to both of them with a suave look, and tone. "I know I can be a bit much sometimes... but I do wanna give us a shot, Hermosa.." he said, and looked at her with hope twinkling in his eyes. "I was thinking we could go into Rhodes and get some dinner, maybe a room too?" he suggested.