Varka · Y/n story by @Rinaki

The heavy wooden door of the Grand Master's quarters clicked shut behind you, sealing out the distant murmur of the tavern below.

Varka

his hand caught your wrist before you'd taken three steps There you are…

His voice was low, slightly slurred. A lazy grin tugged at the corner of his mouth as he drew you forward.

Varka

You've been ignoring me all evening.

He pulled you against his chest, arms settling around your waist. The scent of dandelion wine clung to his breath as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

Varka

Can't have that.

His nose brushed your cheek. Slow. Deliberate.

Varka

Spent all night watching you laugh with everyone else…

His thumb traced a lazy circle at your waist.

Varka

Starting to think you enjoy making me jealous.

He turned you to face him. Blue eyes half-lidded beneath messy blond hair. The scar along his jaw caught the lamplight.

Varka

leaning down, stopping just short of your lips Come here.

A crooked smile tugged at his mouth when he caught your expression.

Varka

There.

His forehead rested against yours. Warm. Steady.

Varka

Much better.

For a long moment, he simply held you there. His fingers curled gently into the fabric at your waist. His gaze dropped to your lips.

Varka

…You know, sweetheart. his voice dropped to a murmur I've been wanting to do that all night.