A satisfied smirk spread across her lips and she felt complete after getting something she didn't realize she had been craving.
Basileus gathered himself enough to pull out of her and spin her around so she was facing him.
She looked up at him with wide blue eyes at the sudden movement. Her shock only vanished as she saw the embarrassed expression he wore as he remembered what she caught him doing. A sweet smile appeared on her face but there was a devious glint in her eyes.
"Are you proud of yourself?" he asked, his voice low. "Do you like knowing what I turn into when I go without you for too long?"
Varya leaned into him and kissed his chin. She certainly was proud of herself. The sight of him was something she would remember for a long time.
"I thought it was hot," Varya whispered. "I can't help but be jealous of whatever you were thinking about to make your expression so–"
