Worlds Apart, Separate Ways Ch. 11

Author's Note: Hey everyone, sorry this chapter took me a little longer than it normally does. I've had some friends staying over for the past few days which didn't leave me much writing time. However, the good news is that I'm back on track now, and with Christmas right around the corner I'll have even MORE time to write! Imagine that! However, I do want to say that I've been searching desperately for a job, and if this pans out I may end up having less time to write than before. But the job I'm hoping to get is one that will be a major stepping stone for me in my journey to become a teacher, so I'm very excited to start if I manage to get hired as an Assistant Teacher. Thanks for all your support guys, I really appreciate it. - Kiba


Ren's eyes followed the scantily clad Sheriff as she paced back and forth in the interrogation room. "Alright kid, I know you probably didn't mean to flee justice. You don't strike me as the cold-hearted killer type, so just tell me what you did so I can hurry up and arrest you. There's no point in giving you the death penalty for sailing to Piltover from Ionia, especially since our nations have always been allies with one another." She rubbed he temples, already irritated with the amount of time that this had already taken up.

"I keep telling you," he groaned, "I don't even know what crime I was charged with. Look, here's the deal. My girlfriend, the woman you saw me with, her mother is insane. And unfortunately, she's also the Elder from the village that I used to live in. She abandoned her daughter over ten years ago to live in the wilderness and I stumbled across her while I was exploring. For a long time after that, we just spent time together in the house her daughter acquired until she sent the guards to bring me back to my house. I only went with them because they promised that they wouldn't bother my girlfriend. This was a ruse so that they could capture her, put her on 'trial' which really meant to just execute her without any sort of hearing or accusation, even though she was acquitted of the accused crimes made in the past, and so I stopped the execution. The elder stabbed me in shoulder with a knife, banished me from the village, and so I moved in with her daughter. Then the guards came to our house, gave me a letter saying my parents died, and now I'm stuck here because I assume this all was some elaborate ruse to get me in trouble so they could hurt Syndra."

Caitlyn took off her hat, setting it on the table with a sigh as she stared at me as if contemplating whether or not she believed my story. "Look kid…"

"Ren." He interrupted.

"Look Ren, I understand that you're scared okay? But lying to me is not the way to go about this. You need to tell the truth otherwise you're going to be put on trial, and let me tell you Kayle's prosecution team doesn't mess around. They will get you to be found guilty, and then they'll give you the maximum punishment: death. So if you value your life, you'll come clean."

"I'm telling the truth!" He cried in frustration. "Look, if you don't believe me, ask Syndra. She'll tell you the exact same thing."

Caitlyn sighed and stood up, placing the cap on her head once more. "I'll be back in an hour. It'll give you some time to think about what you want to say when you get back." She opened the door slipping out side as Ren thumped his head against the table in annoyance.

"Umm…Sheriff?" I called, following her down the hall.

"Oh, it's you. Syndra right?" She asked. I nodded. "What can I do for you?"

"I was just wondering when I could take Ren home."

Caitlyn paused for a moment, her eyes meeting Syndra's before she replied. "Syndra, I'm sorry to say that your boyfriend is being very stubborn. If he doesn't confess to his crime soon, I'll have no choice but to charge him for attempting to evade justice. He'll get the death penalty and he will die."

I covered my mouth in shock. "But…he didn't do anything…" I whispered.

"Sorry Syndra, I wish I could believe that but unfortunately he's been formally charged by Ionia as a criminal. I've got to take their word over yours. If he tells me what he did, I'll be able to charge him here and get a lesser sentence. But if he doesn't, well he'll be dancing the jig of death I'm afraid."

"Please Sheriff, there must be something I can do."

The detective gently placed her hand on my shoulder. "Get him to confess. It's for the best."

I shook my head. "He won't confess to something he didn't do. He's far too stubborn." I muttered. "But I'll try anyway. Where is he?"

"Interrogation room number 3."

Immediately I hurried to the room the sheriff pointed me towards. Opening the door, Ren's eyes looked up and seeing it was me he smiled brightly. "Syndra!" He gasped, running to me and hugging me tightly. I hugged him back, thankful he was okay. "Are you alright?" He asked. "I was so worried."

"You were worried? You were the one who got forced into the back seat of a police car." I retorted, nuzzling against him. "I'm so sorry Ren, this is probably all my fault. If you hadn't broken me out of the execution chamber my mother wouldn't be after you."

"If I hadn't broken you out, you'd have died." He pointed out. "I couldn't let her hurt you Syndra."

"I know." I whispered, kissing his cheek. "But if you don't confess to something, you'll be killed and you'll hurt me worse than she ever could." He bit his lip looking down at the ground, avoiding my gaze. "Please Ren…if ever there was a time for you to give ground on something it'd be now."

"Syndra, I can't just confess to a crime I didn't commit." He whispered. "That'd be an admission of guilt. If I admit I knew I was guilty of a crime that would mean I did attempt to evade arrest."

"But the Sheriff…"

"The Sheriff can't change what the prosecution will charge me with. But if they can't come up with a crime to charge me with they have to let me go. Unfortunately, that means you and I will have to wait for twenty-four hours."

"Why?"

He frowned. "That's the longest they can hold me without charging me with a crime."

"Then I'll wait here with you." I assured him, clinging to him tightly.

"You must be kidding me!" The sheriff's voice echoed through the room. Ren and I looked at one another before opening the door and peering out to see the sheriff storming towards us. "Ren, you're free to go." She growled, unlocking his handcuffs. "And tell those buffoons if they waste my time again I will book them both for obstruction."

"Thank you Sheriff. I'm sorry for your trouble." Ren replied before stepping through the door that Caitlyn held open.

"Thank you." I echoed, bowing my head politely before following after him. Hovering after him, I saw him talking with two shapes, and coming closer I saw they were the guards. "You two?!" I hissed, clenching my fists.

"Syndra?!" They both cried in surprise, falling back and scrambling away as Ren looked at me over his shoulder. He grinned, an act that took me off guard, but my fists remain clenched.

"Don't worry, they're the ones who bailed me out. They said that they're sorry for lying to us." He explained before turning on them. "Not that I'm not absolutely pissed at you two assholes for telling me my parents were dead!"

"Forgive us." They both begged, bowing their heads low to the ground.

"Honestly Ren, we're your friends we didn't want to hurt you." The first one explained.

"Yeah, I know we've been real jerks." The second one commented. "Please, don't hate us."

Ren shook his head before turning back to me again. "What do you think we should do Syndra?"

Cracking my knuckles, I stepped forward causing the two guards to freeze like an animal caught in a sudden light. "As much as I'd enjoy pummeling them into nothing…" I answered, "I'll just have to settle for this instead." With two hollow thunks, I bounced my orbs off of both of their foreheads causing them to grip them in shock. "Now let's go home Ren. I'm sick of this."

"Ummm…about that…" One of the guards spoke up. Ren and I glared at him, waiting for him to continue. "The Elder doesn't know we've betrayed her…yet. To be honest, she's gone a little off the deep end. She got her arm replaced with Cold Iron so your magic won't work on her Syndra."

"What's your point?" Ren growled.

The second one swallowed nervously. "Well…chances are by the time you get there; she'll have set up a trap for you. It may be best for you to stay here instead of going back to Ionia. You have family you can stay with don't you Ren?"

He looked at me with a guilty expression. "They have a point. I don't really want to, but it's really our only option."

I wrapped my arms around him. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." I assured him. "Besides, your Mom seemed to like me well enough. I think we'll both be fine." Ren looked back to the two guards who were watching from the floor.

"What about you two?" He asked.

"We'll try to stall the Elder. Maybe she won't think to come after you here. But if it's clear, we'll help you get back home to Ionia." The first one offered. Ren pondered it for a moment before nodding in agreement. Offering his hands to them both, he pulled them to their feet as they looked to me nervously. "Syndra…I'm really sorry."

"As am I." The second one chimed in. "It's obvious you really care about Ren. We were just worried you were going to hurt him."

"I suppose I can forgive you." I breathed. "But always keep in mind that if you betray Ren again, I can and will rip off your arms and beat you to death with them." They both nodded fervently to show they understood. "Now go, Ren and I can handle it from here."

"Yes ma'am!" They both straightened with a salute before fleeing the office and leaving Ren and I alone together.

Ren chuckled as he watched them leave. "You know…as stupid and annoying as they both are, they're really not too bad of people." He mused as he held the door open for me.

"If they're your friends, I'm sure they're wonderful deep down. Deep, deep, deep down." I stepped into the crisp night air, drawing my jacket further around me to keep out the cold. "But what about you Ren? Do you have any idea what to say to your parents?"

His face shifted in the light to show it was a question he didn't intend to spend much time pondering. "I'll apologize to Mom." He finally said. "But I'm not going to forgive Dad. I don't care if he apologizes, he had no right to make that decision for me."

My breath fogged up in front of me as I held his hand tightly, the two of us walking down the street towards his parents' home. "I can understand that you're upset Ren. What your Dad said hurt me too…but he's your Dad, and he does love you. If he tries to make it right, I think you should at least try to give him another chance."

Ren stayed silent in contemplation, the streetlights shining down on us as we walked past a dark alley way. Just as he was about to say something, a pair of arms wrapped around me, pulling me into the shadowy corridor. One hand was around my waist, the other clamped over my mouth to prevent me from screaming as my vision identified another man present. "Syndra!" Ren called, stepping closer.

"Don't move hero." The other man growled, flicking open a switchblade and holding the knife up to me. "Otherwise the pretty girl here gets it." I could feel the flames in my eyes rising in intensity as Ren held up his hands.

"Alright, there's no need for this okay?" He replied calmly. "Just let it go, we'll pretend this whole thing never happened." I knew he was talking to me, I was beginning to feel the same thing I felt with my mother.

"What an idiot." The guy holding me chuckled. "I don't think he even realizes what's going on. Look buddy, give us all your money or we're going to cut this pretty things throat and make you watch as the blood spills out."

Ren's eyes met mine. "Listen to me carefully. You do not need to do this, understand? Just calm down."

"Hey, are you even listening to us?!" The other one snapped.

"Boss, maybe we should just kill this guy and keep the girl. I bet she'd be all kinds of fun." I felt his hand slide up my stomach before groping my chest and immediately the fire burst forth. Stomping my foot, one of the orbs shot up behind me, hitting the pervert hard enough in the jaw to send him a foot in the air before crashing down on his back.

"What in the…oof!" The second one turned in surprise, just as I slammed another ball into his stomach and hurling him on top of the other one. Quickly they both scrambled to their feet, one of them grabbing a pipe that was laying on the ground nearby and holding it tightly in his hands. "Man who is this bitch?!" He cried as I slowly stepped towards them, my orbs swirling around me menacingly.

"Syndra, don't do it." Ren begged as he ran up to me, but before he could grab me, one of my orbs knocked him aside. He wasn't hurt, but he sure as Hells wasn't going to stop this now.

"You want fun?" I asked with a sinister chuckle. "We can have all sorts of fun my little playthings. Maybe we'll see how far I can bend your spines before you snap like a twig." To emphasize my point, I raised my hand, yanking the long pipe from the thief's grasp before bending it into a pretzel and tossing it aside.

Suddenly Ren leapt in front of me, raising both of his arms protectively to prevent me from striking at the bandits behind him. "Syndra, stop! This isn't you!" He shouted. "They're just stupid criminals, don't lose yourself over them, please."

"They were going to hurt you…to hurt us! They had no intention of showing us mercy, why should I do the same?" I snapped back in response. "Step aside Ren, I'm going to make sure they never hurt anyone again."

Ren shook his head, keeping perfectly still. "No Syndra, you're better than this. You're better than them! We'll take them to the sheriff, okay? Then we'll go to my parents' house, we'll sit down, I'll forgive my Dad, everything. Just please, don't hurt them." My entire body was shaking with fury as I glared at the two behind him. "Syndra, look at me!" My eyes went to Ren's, focusing on him as he gazed deeply into mine.

I could feel my heart rate dropping as I began to relax. My fists unclenched as I slowly sank back to the ground. The orbs finally came to a rest as I nodded, my eyes watering with salty tears. "Okay Ren…I'm sorry." I whimpered, breaking into sobs.

He hugged me tightly. "It's okay." He cooed lovingly in my ear. "Don't worry love it's all over now." I hugged him back, my eyes opening briefly to see the criminals disappear down a back alley, already fleeing away from us. "Don't look at them." He whispered. "Just focus on me. I'm the only person you'll ever need, and you're the only one I'll ever need. I'm proud of you."

I sniffled nuzzling against him. "Really?" I asked.

"Really." He confirmed, kissing my cheek. "Come on, we can go home and rest alright? It's been a long day, we could both use a break."

Soon, the two of us stood on his parents' doorstep, his hand raised to knock, but frozen. He wasn't sure what to say, but I gently nudged him forward. He swallowed nervously, knowing he didn't have much choice, and so he tapped against the door with his fist.

The house, previously having been dark, lit up as his mother came to the door wrapped in her robe. Opening it, she saw the both of us disheveled. "Hey Mom…I just wanted to say, I'm sorry for how I acted earlier." He spoke, his voice wavering nervously. "And…I know we don't deserve it, but Syndra and I really need a place to stay if the guest room is still available."

His mother wrapped her arms around him tightly, clutching him to her chest. "Oh my poor baby boy!" She wailed, as Ren struggled to escape her grip. "I was so worried you'd never ever see us again. Please forgive your father, you know how stupid he can be sometimes! Of course you can both stay, I could never turn down my only son!"

I covered my mouth to giggle at how embarrassed Ren was as he tugged away. "Th-thanks Mom." He finally replied, trying not to look annoyed. She stepped aside, gesturing for us to come in, just as Ren's father stepped out of the bed room, also in his sleeping attire.

"Hello son." He called, his voice flat. Ren turned to look at him, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.

"Hello Dad."

"Will you be staying the night?" His father asked. Ren nodded silently. "Well…I hope you both sleep well then." His father added going to leave.

"Oh no you don't!" Ren's mother snarled, catching her husband by the ear. "You're going to apologize to your son right now!"

"Get back witch!"

"I'm not a witch, I'm your wife!" She snapped back. "And as your wife, I'm ordering you to tell your son that you're sorry."

"Mom, it's okay." Ren interrupted their bickering. "I forgive him." I looked at him in surprise. His father hadn't even apologized and he was still forgiving him, even though he'd said earlier he wouldn't ever forgive him even if his Dad had asked for it. "Are there fresh towels and stuff in the bathroom upstairs?" Ren asked his mother. "I'm sure Syndra and I would appreciate a good bath after the day we've had."

She nodded. "Of course honey, they're in the linen closet as well as some extra blankets. And we've got plenty of hot water, so don't worry about that."

"Thanks Mom." Ren responded. "I hope you both sleep well."

"You too honey." She called before her and her husband disappeared into their bedroom. Following Ren upstairs into the guest room, I watched as he began to slip off his tunic.

"What was that about?" I asked. He looked at me confused. "With your Dad. You just forgave him…and he didn't even say sorry."

Ren sighed softly. "I don't really know how to explain this without coming off as sexist Syndra…but normally, when two men are really close like my Father and I, sometimes we don't have to speak to have a conversation."

"How do you mean?"

Ren thought about it for a moment as if trying to explain. "Think about when you call me an idiot and things like that. I know you don't really mean it, so I let it go. It's kind of like a more extreme version of that. We can just see what the other one is saying in their eyes. When he said 'Sleep well' he was saying he was sorry. Something as simple as an affirmative nod was my forgiving him. Sorry if that doesn't make sense."

"It really doesn't." I giggled teasingly. Opening the large double doors, I was shocked to see that even the guest room's bathroom had a grand tub inside of it. "Wow…" I whispered, looking inside as I examined the golden knobs and trim. "You weren't kidding, you really do have noble standing."

"Oh please don't start that." He groaned. "Look, my parents are rich, I'm not. I meant it when I said I don't care about money." Walking to the faucets he spun one, causing water to begin pouring into the tub. Turning the other one, he held his hand beneath the stream before confirming it was a comfortable temperature. "It should be about twenty minutes or so until it's full." He told me.

"Oh, am I going first?" I asked in surprise, since he'd already taken off his shirt.

He grinned impishly at me. "I thought we could share." He replied, causing my cheeks to turn a bright red. "You wouldn't mind that, would you…Mistress?" His last word sent shivers down my spine as I set my things down, looking at my leather journal and tossing it on the bed.

"Not at all." I purred, slipping out of my skirt and top, revealing my underwear. I walked towards him with a sway in my hips, trying to be sexy for him. His eyes scanned my body up and down as I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed a kiss on his lips.

So this is what it was like to have a boyfriend. Somehow, the fact that it was official made our kisses even more enjoyable to me. As he reached behind me, I felt him unclasp my bra allowing it to fall to the floor at my feet. I looked up at him shyly, taking his hand in mine and pressing it against my bare flesh.

His touch was like a soothing fire that fought back the anger and rage I felt earlier when we were attacked, and I knew I couldn't even begin to describe how much I loved that sensation. He began to stroke and massage my body, causing my lips to part so that my lungs could draw in more of the precious air.

The air was quickly impeded, however, when he surprised me by placing his lips over mine, letting his tongue slip into my mouth. It felt wonderful the way his slippery muscle slid over mine, letting me taste him even more than I did with just a kiss.

I jumped away in surprise when I suddenly felt his bulge pressing against my stomach. "Oh, sorry Syndra." He whispered with a blush. "I guess you've gotten me a little excited is all." Images came to my mind of the oddly shaped organ from below that I'd seen when he had his fever.

"Can I…?" I asked, my hand reaching towards his bulge. He didn't reply, and gingerly I ran my fingers over it, watching him closely as pleasure lit up in his eyes. Already? I hadn't even actually touched it and he seemed to be enjoying it greatly. A curious sensation began to creep into my mind, and so I unfastened his belt, pulling it away from him and dropping it to the ground.

"W-wait…" he gasped, but I was through with waiting. He'd already shown me lots of pleasure in the library, it was time, I felt, to repay the favor. Undoing his fly, I slipped down his pants to the floor, revealing his bulge through the thin fabric of his boxers. My eyes locked on his, I pulled at the elastic band with one hand, the other reaching in to gently wrap around the soft organ, tugging it free of its prison. "Syndra…are you sure…?"

I nodded, my gaze never leaving his as I ran my fingers up and down the soft skin, reveling in the pleasure that shined through his features. The thought that this much pleasure was something I was providing made me feel powerful, more so than even my magic. "Like this?" I asked, his only response being to nod excitedly.

I grinned, stroking it a little faster as I considered briefly what to do next. I thought back once again to the film Ren had left in my home and kneeling down beside him, he looked at me confused. "Syndra, what are you…?" His words were interrupted with a surprised moan as I carefully kissed the tip of his cock. I tried my best to emulate the movie, sucking softly on its crown with his moans informing me that he did indeed enjoy what I was doing.

It was amusing to me that such a tiny action as placing my lips on his flesh could cause him to melt under my touch. It filled me with a great confidence, and so experimentally I leaned down, running my tongue along its bottom causing his entire body to shudder in joy. "W-wait…" He gasped, pulling me up from my knees. "I appreciate this but I want to pleasure you too."

"Oh…okay. I don't…how do we…?" He smiled pulling me into the tub with him, turning the knob so that the water had stopped flooding in. His arm wrapped around my waist, drawing me closer as his hand slid between my legs. His fingertips brushing against my clit, I felt him guiding my hand to the most sensitive part of him.

The two of us sat there in the warm steamy water, our eyes never leaving one another while our hands continued to explore and play. The sensation was one I eagerly accepted and based on the way he was panting from my touch, I assumed Ren felt the same way. After a few moments, Ren pulled away from me. The first thought was 'Have I done something wrong?' Then, just as I was about to ask, I watched his head sink beneath the surface of the water. I watched him curiously, before my eyes widened as his tongue wriggled into my folds.

I'd have to remember this for my journal, I decided. That shouldn't have felt nearly as good as it did, but instead my body answered in response by simply spreading my legs to give him more ease of access.

I desperately wanted to grasp him; to tangle my fingers in his soft hair so that I could prevent him from ceasing the pleasure he was giving me. But I knew in my mind still that if I did so, he'd probably drown from being unable to get the precious air. Sure enough, as if to confirm my worries, his head pierced the surface of the water as he trailed kisses up my soaked body.

I could feel his lips' caress as they trailed over the valley of my breasts, leading up to my neck where he nibbled playfully before purring into my ear. "Did that feel good…Mistress?"

His teasing only seemed to excite me more, my face flushing from a mixture of embarrassment, arousal, and the warm water. I nodded, unable to speak as his hands wrapped around me, sitting me on the thick corner of the tub. Now that my snatch was in the cool air, he eagerly resumed his hungry thrashing. My eyes fluttered with a surprised gasp as his hot tongue stroked the inside of my walls, a welcome warmth in comparison to the cold air that now hardened my nipples and made me shiver.

Finally, I could sate my desperation and so my hips lifted as I grabbed his head, pressing him further into me with affection. As I did, I felt his arms wrap around me to fondle my butt before pulling me as well so that he could reach depths I didn't even know were possible to access. "R-ren!" I gasped, the sensation I had felt in the castle starting to return. Part of me wanted to pull him away, my quick mention of his name an inadequate warning. The other part of me however was too weak to do so as my hips quivered and my head fell back. "Ren, I'm…I'm…" I couldn't explain what was happening to me, but I felt my ecstasy explode in my heart as a wave of fluid flowed from me.

At first, I looked down to expect to see him upset for not telling me, but instead he simply continued to lap at me like a dog, slurping up the unexpected drink. I then found my strength to have returned, and holding up my hand, I lifted him from me easily with my magic, pulling him higher so I could place a loving kiss on his lips. I hadn't thought of it then, but I soon realized that the foreign taste of his lips was me.

I shyly pulled away, standing from the corner before using my magic to push him into my place. "Syndra, you know you don't have to…" I silenced him immediately by grasping on to his hard tool, wrapping my lips around it as I had done earlier. I wanted to, no, I had to return the favor for the immense pleasure he'd just granted me. I wanted to hear him call out my name as my lips caused his mind to struggle for a coherent thought.

I slowly rose and fell on the flesh, allowing my tongue to swirl around his crown when I pulled back. Already, a small amount of liquid bubbled to the tiny slit on the end of his member and curious, I experimentally ran my tongue along the miniscule hole. The liquid was a tad bit sweet, not a wonderful taste to be sure, but certainly not horrid.

The action was one that caused Ren's member to twitch ever so slightly in appreciation as he too wove his fingers in my hair, guiding me along him. He whimpered as I let his member fall from my mouth before my hand wrapped around it, stroking it softly. I knew what he wanted, but I wasn't done yet. Leaning down, I began to place gentle kisses along his flesh, pausing to gently nibble his skin. The instant he felt my teeth he jumped in surprise and I quickly ceased it, giving him an apologetic grin. He returned the smile back to me as I comfortingly stroked his thigh, reaching down to kiss the two balls that hung beneath his member.

The action was one he wasn't expecting, but unlike the feeling of my teeth, he welcomed it as I took one between my lips and sucked on it playfully. Soon, my hand began to run up and down his member as I kissed and licked at its base, Ren's entire body shaking in pleasure. This was it, I thought, I'm going to make him say my name. I paused, ceasing my stroking as I ran my tongue teasingly along the bottom of his shaft. His breath seemed to catch as I did, and when I returned to his tip, I licked more of the milky liquid that had begun to drip forth.

Now it was time to finish him off. I let his member spread my lips open as I began to bob up and down, as slowly and gently as I possibly could. If he found nibbling to be too rough, I'd make sure that I was careful. That was my logic at least, until his hands found my head and, to my surprise, pulled me lower than I'd ever gone on his member. I hadn't been expecting him to stick it that far and when he did, I gagged on it before pulling back to cough. "Syndra, I'm so sorry." He apologized, but I just smiled up at him before willingly returning to the same length he'd pulled me too. If that's what Ren wanted, I'd do my best to give it to him.

I began to move my head along his cock, moving even faster as I sucked and slurped at his flesh causing him to groan in delight. What portion of him I was unable to fit in my mouth, I stroked with my hands, and soon I could hear him finally moan out loud. "Sy-syndra, I'm cumming."

Cumming? What did…my thought barely had time to register as his member twitched filling my mouth with a spurt of the same liquid I'd tasted earlier. The action had caught me by surprise as I pulled my lips from him, two more spurts causing the sticky liquid to fall onto my face and my chest. Is that what that sensation I'd felt was called? Having seemingly finished its twitching, I ran my tongue along his cock again, cleaning the left over fluid that now ran down its side.

His chest rose and fell as he watched me stand, brushing a strand of the goop from my face before leaning in and placing a kiss on his lips. "How was that…servant?" I teased when our lips parted, causing him to grin sheepishly.

"Fantastic." He replied softly, sinking back into the water. I went to return where I had been sitting, but instead his hands wrapped around my waist pulling me to him so that I was sitting between his splayed legs. "Why Mistress…it would seem I made you all messy." He chuckled, his hand going to my chest to massage the sticky fluid into my skin.

"Mmmm, that's alright Servant, I guess I'll just have to let you clean it." I giggled back, pressing my back against his chest. I turned my head, placing a kiss beneath his chin as he cupped a handful of the still warm water and poured it onto my flesh to wash it off. For the first time, in such a very long time, I actually felt happy. It felt good to be loved, and to love him too. "I love you Ren." I whispered to him as he finished dabbing at my face with a wash rag.

He almost seemed surprised by my sudden words, but he just smiled, placing his forehead against mine and nuzzling my nose with his. "I love you too Syndra." He responded just as gently. When we at last finished, I wrapped a towel around myself, and slipped beneath the covers beside him, cuddling close to his still nude body. As I drifted off to sleep, I knew that this would be the start of my new and happy life.

To be continued…