Costa del Sol, Gaia, Saturday Afternoon

[the_merriest]

Sunny skies overhead, warm beaches underfoot. The roar of the ocean and the smell of salt in the air

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[raspberryturk]

"What," came a voice from the doorway behind her, the voice's owner grinning from ear to ear with his arms crossed over his chest, "check in without meetin' my girl here, first?"

A pause, and then Reno was making his way toward her, arms open. He wanted hugs and kisses, fuckdammit.

"Room key's in my pocket, babe."

[the_merriest]

Oh, he was so getting them. Along with getting mauled right there in the lobby with a tackle glomp of epic proportions.

"You're here!" she squeed. And then she kissed him like she was possibly going to suck his soul right out of his mouth.

She'd give it back. Honest.

[raspberryturk]

He wasn't exactly using that soul at the moment. She could have it, if he didn't suck hers out, first.

Possibly with his hands setting on her behind while they kissed. Was the clerk at the desk staring?

Screw him.

[the_merriest]

He could stare. He was just jealous. Or bored. Or -- who cared about him? Reno smelled all warm and alive and Reno-ish and her fingers were sliding into his hair.

"Hi," she said, softly, her eyes dancing. "Missed you."

In case the face-sucking hadn't pointed that out.