Bellemere/Corazon •1•

(Coming Home.)

Rocinante wasn't sure if he was incredibly stupid or horrifyingly brave. He had left his post on his homicidal older brother's ship temporarily, to go meet his mate.

He shouldn't have left. He knows that. But it had been too long since he had seen her. He Missed her too much. He missed the smell of his alpha, the feel of her hands on his face.

And it was ten times worse because he was only bonded to her instead of mated. It wasn't that they didn't want it but because a mate bond was so much harder to hide, especially since anyone would be able to smell the scent of another mixed with his own unique smell.

It wouldn't be safe for Doffy to know he had a mate. For anyone. His alpha had been the one to point it out and he had to begrudgingly accept it because he knew she was right.

Though that didn't stop the ache that screamed in his chest with the desire to finally become hers and hers alone. Permanently. He loved her, with everything.

He would become her mate though. In the future. They had plans. As soon as his mission with Doffy was over he would retire from the marines like his alpha had, and live a peaceful life with her in East Blue. Only then had she agreed to become his mate.

He would have to make some grand excuse to Doffy when he went back, for why he was gone for three weeks. Though he could just say it was because of his heat, it wasn't a lie, and it would make the most since.

He was torn out of his thoughts went the boat crashed against the shore at a bit of an awkward angle, threatening to tip over on its side, and he quickly jumped off the boat, somehow slipping against the sand in the process.

He didn't take two steps before he was barreled down. The world spun and when he came to his bearings enough to notice what was happening, he was flat on his back.

Hands were behind his head and were forcefully holding it in place, lips were against his pressing so hard that it was bruising. His vision was filled with dark maroon hair and his nose filled with the intoxicating scent of his alpha.

The kiss was hard, bruising, intoxicating, and desperate. By the time she pulled away they both were panting hard and Rocinante was almost in a daze.

She lunged forward again and her arms wrapped around his shoulders while her head rested between his neck.

"Bellamere." He don't know why he whispered her name, but it felt right. Anything to do with her felt right.

"I missed you. I missed you so much Roci." She spoke in a neutral tone but he knew what she said was what she felt. He could tell from her slightly shaking form still on top of him.

"I missed you." He spoke into her shoulder and closed his eyes. Basking in the presence of his alpha after so long.

This was his family.

This was home.