When the volcano meets the glacier

𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 5 : 𝓢𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭

Once Tartaglia is gone, Capitano stands before Mavuika, his eyes piercing her with their usual coldness, but this time she sees something else. He is about to give in. The emotion that he has always repressed, this passion that he has tried to control, is about to explode.

—"Why did you let that happen?" he asks abruptly, his voice more harsh than he wanted.

Mavuika raised an eyebrow, a slight smile floating on her lips. She knows exactly what is eating him. It is not about loyalty or war, but this jealousy that he tries to hide behind his impassive mask.

—"Let it be what? Talk?" she replies with a studied casualness.

"You know as well as I do that Tartaglia loves to play."

Capitano clenches his fists. He hates the nonchalance, the way she makes fun of him, but most of all, he hates the power she has over him. He approaches her, reducing the distance between them, his gaze burning with something much deeper than anger.

—"I forbid you to let yourself be distracted by him," he rumbles, his voice raucous and low, full of repressed desire.

Mavuika supports his gaze, slightly straightening, eyes full of challenge. She will not back down before him, she refuses to submit, but somewhere this intensity disturbs her. It is no longer just a power struggle, but a struggle between what they feel and what they have to do.

—"What if I didn't listen?" she whispered, a provocative smile on her lips.

It's the last straw. Capitano, usually so self-controlled, cracks. He grabs Mavuika by the waist and plate against the nearest wall with a restrained force, his lips finding hers in a kiss as hot as the anger that seeps inside him. It is an act of pure abandonment, a collapse of all its resistances.

Their kisses are violent, passionate, as if all the accumulated tension should finally be released. Mavuika responds with the same intensity, his hands clinging to him, feeling every tense muscle, every movement on his part as a challenge to his own control. Ice and fire mix again, their elements fighting, but this time to fuel the fusion rather than destroy it.

Capitano is no longer the unmoved soldier, he is a man consumed by desire and jealousy, by this woman who challenges him, attracts him, and repels him at once. He abandons all pretensions of control, no longer seeking to hide what he feels. His gestures are more tender, but also desperate, as if he was afraid of losing her, even now.

Mavuika, meanwhile, lets herself go. She played with this tension for days, but now that he has given in, she realizes how much she wanted him too. But it's not just a victory. What they share is much more complex than a simple game of domination. They abandon each other in a dance of fire and ice, both enemies and lovers.