Complete No More Mistakes

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

"That's... True... Danger will always be around in Terrasphere... And we are the only ones... That can change anything about it..." She sighed, rubbing her neck. "Granted... Some things are just... Completely far from our reach to do anything to change... Like what happened a couple days ago..." Ronja took a deep breath, still unsure of what happened in that hell zone of a game. She hadn't heard from Val, nor had the courage to face her just yet... At least not with her own will.

Those thoughts were soon pushed away, with her gaze slowly shifting to look at Nico, showing a warm smile at the small retort that did still bring some sheepishness to the girl, only snapping away when there was a mention of explosions. "I don't plan... To explore things that much." She chuckled faintly, shaking her head and then waiting patiently for Nico's return.

When her girlfriend had come back, with the gesture to take her in a bridal carry never failing to bring a warmth to her heart and cheeks, holding onto Nico affectionately when she was lifted by the arms. "I hope it isn't being too tough on you..." She said, then looking at Nico's eyes, with her cheeks reddening at the fact she was going to need to actually voice it out.

"Of course not..." She shook her head, averting her gaze for a moment and briefly peeking at Nico before taking a deep breath and looking at her. "You are staying with me... We are dating, it is only natural..." Ronja said, snuggling sheepishly on her lover's arms, only sharing a stare a bit more before she buried her face wherever she could.

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

"If it doesn't affect us, then it doesn't concern us." A philosophy she had adopted from before. Granted, sometimes danger would chase them down rather than be at their doorstep, like what happened before. "Things could have been done better. We just need to let it sit before going back in." Nico shrugged, as it is true they were invulnerable to everything until they actually logged in.

The expected answer from Ronja had her halt her steps for a moment as they laughed. "No one does, things explode anyways!" She called out before leaving for the kitchen. It's not like they could decide a bad experiment to not go bad.

By the time she was back, they both assumed their roles once again, with her arms gently wrapped around Ronja to keep her lover safe and comfortable, her thumb circling around her back to soothe her constant worrying. "Wanna hear a lil' secret?" She didn't wait for an answer to lean closer to Ronja's face. "You gonna have to pay me back one way or another." Sultry whispers paired with bedroom eyes made it easy for the densest of boulders to get the point across.

Nico then planted a kiss upon her hairs, the confirmation was all she needed to get a new supply of strength to her legs and push her forth down the corridors and to the elevator to reach the first floor, and with it the hallway that lead to the bedrooms, so far having not crossed a single one of the maids, her luck seemingly changing for the better out of a sudden.

But she didn't wish to push that nor her newfound vigor as she aimed to for the door with her right hand, letting Ronja's legs rest against her forearm for a moment to pull it open, and with a little bit of turning they would both make it in.

"A bit of food and I'm already at the top of my game. Ortensia is really damn good I gotta say." Case on point how she had to flick her foot back to push the door closed, a bit harsh but nothing too bad. She couldn't help herself from feeling nerveous, even if she already pictured this in her head plenty of times, and even lived through it ingame.

Gently resting Ronja over the bed, pulling the sheets back to help her snug in... It all felt so different out here in the real world. Nico took her sweet time to help her with her footwear, sitting down at the edge of the bed with a quiet smile and mesmeraized eyes. "Need help with your clothes too? I can sleep clothed if you don't feel comfortable or... Anything." Options. She wanted to give these to Ronja in the first place. Cautious as their first time sharing a bed.

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

Ronja paused at the statement, feeling conflicted about it. "I will... Admit I am the type to see the world burn and... not try to at least throw a bucket of water on it." She said, smiling faintly while rubbing her neck. "But also... Yeah... A place where we can shelter away from... Problems... At least the small ones... Because I understand we can't try to help on every single calamity." Ronja sighed, wondering if they were back there in Terrasphere, a place she barely knew how it was currently, would they have made a difference to face Szofrit's forces? She could only wonder.

She did have precious knowledge, in a way, but she was gone with it.

The gentle hold as she was lifted made her continue to snuggle on it, with Nico's words snatching her attention for a brief moment that made her lean in to listen to it. The comeback was certainly more powerful than the previous one, with her face growing entirely red as she almost seemed to curl, nodding sheepishly in agreement to it along with a timid smile, especially when a kiss was planted on her head.

A small squeak escaped from her lips as Nico adjusted her to try and open the door, and Ronja held on her lover tighter, letting out a giggle. "Yeah... I can see it... My strong dear..." She smiled, carefully resting on the bed as Nico lowered her down.

Ronja couldn't help but keep her eyes on Nico, noticing her undressing before the question was directed to her.

"I-I... I don't mind..? Sleep as you feel comfortable..." Ronja rubbed her arm, averting her eyes and then looking up at Nico with a more defiant gaze. "Hmm... You can... help me... dress or undress me as you wish..." She said it, with a bit of bravado, but her face showed that she was clearly nervous about it.

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

"I know, I wouldn't ask you to change that." Affectionate in tone, despite the neutral line her lips had drawn at the moment. That is who Ronja is, so who is she to change that? "But don't get me wrong, there's plenty of world-ending disasters going on around the game apparently. And as far as I can tell, that's gonna concern us." Nico smiled, a bittersweet sentiment given it went against what she just said earlier. But a truth, regardless of how she felt about being cannon fodder.

Going out there to face danger, the adrenaline and everything that came with having the pain limiters off. Wasn't it one of the things she wanted the most at some point..?

The combination between squeaks, cheesy remarks and Ronja's meek mannerisms were almost enough to break through her cool. How badly her inner-romantic wanted to come out and be as sugary as it could. Her emotions were playing ping-pong by now, going from confident to shy to confident again, and Ronja's bravado helped to tip the scales one way, and the story her face painted to the other.

At first a sultry gaze proclaimed mischievousness, only to soften after staring for a little longer to her lover's eyes. Once her fingers tugged down her shorts until they reached the floor, post-unbuttoning them that is, Nico made her way towards the wardrobe with nothing more but bright blue underwear and her tank top. "Oh I know, how about that night dress you usually wear when I call you? I kinda want to see it up-close." She smirked, Innocent in her attempts to at least hold that illusion of 'salaciousness' from earlier.

But she didn't wait for an answer to start digging in. Afterall, she had permission, right? Well, her heart certainly didn't feel the same way with how it rejected her brain's logic with some heavy upbeat protests, but they were put to rest once her search came to an end and Nico obligued to that feeling via closing the wardrobe as soon as possible.

"It's been months since I got into a bed again... Usually it's the couch for me." She giggled, opting for distraction once she climbed back next to Ronja, if maybe conversation could steer eyes and thoughts away to the fact she's undressing her right there and then. Slow, as if trying her hardest not to make this embarassing for them, a silly notion given this would probably do the opposite.

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

There was a faint smile on Ronja's lips, grateful that at least Nico wouldn't be against Ronja's feelings of fighting off against whatever evil desired to break the world where they would build their... Home. Albeit, Ronja also didn't like to think about allowing other people's suffering.

Those thoughts, however, didn't last long, especially when Nico's face was brimming with mischievous expressions, swallowing down the embarrassment while she couldn't help but feel her heart beating faster watching Nico so teasingly taking away her short, instantly having a fairly revealing composition, one that made it hard for Ronja's eyes to avert... But just as hard to contain her redness as her eyes continued to lock on her girlfriend's features.

Her eyes only snapped away from Nico's frame when the choice was finally made, and Ronja nodded sheepishly. "Do you... Really like that one..?" She asked with a faint smile, leaning in by the edge of the bed. "I could wear it... For you..." Ronja rubbed her neck, trying to distract herself from the shyness until Nico approached enough, making her heart skip, only for then to a giggle to escape her lips at the mention that it was her first time in months she didn't sleep on abed.

"We need to change that..." Her words were a flirt with a hint of truth and concern in it, as she scooted away from the edge of the bed so Nico could have space for her once again.

Ronja's eyes then focused on Nico's, before lowering to watch her girlfriend closely, which at this point she should be used to, considering how she was clinging on her for the whole day... However, when adding what they were just about to do in Ronja's mind... It was tough to ignore and suppress the embarrassment growing in her chest along with a burning warmth that now seemed to spread across all her body.

"G-Go ahead..." Ronja finally nodded, allowing Nico to have full control of her body, and moving as she needed in order to undress and wear the nightdress she so much desired her to wear.

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

Half-closed eyes gazed back at Ronja just as she pointed out the obvious, left hand over the hanger holding the night dress while the right rested on her hip. "I do like it, yes. And apparently I'm not the only one who likes what she sees." Nico smirked, as it wasn't that hard to feel eyes all over her. Was it her figure, or the color she picked? The latter obviously not a mere coincidence, but that's exactly why she picked it in the first place.

But playing the devil here suited her just right given how Ronja kept jumping from adorable and sheepish to daring and flirtatious in a moment's notice. "That's the plan, love. I totally set you up for it." She giggled, her right hand tucking a few hairs behind the brunette's ear. "Now you ain't sleeping alone ever again." She declared, like that would be some kind of punishment in the first place. As temporary as it would be.

These fleeting thoughts wouldn't last when Ronja gave her full permision, and yet her hands moved like water, making an effort to make it quick but turning out on doing the exact opposite. With each bit of cloth she removed, her heart rushed at the same pace her skin turned boiling hot, but her hands never trembled out of their surgical precision, piling her clothes besides the bed, and only now letting her eyes fully appreciate her princess.

For a little longer than she wished, until embarassment finally caught up to her now cherry-toned face.

"Cute..." She muttered amidst the silence when she helped Ronja into her nightdress, one arm at a time. Once done, she let her knees touch the floor hands resting over her girlfriend's knees as she eyed her up and down, not holding back her smile anylonger, but neither did the warmth crawling all over her body.

"You look wonderful, but here you were doubting me. Maybe I'll buy one for myself, bet that would change your mind." A playful scoff broke through her lips. "But for now I think the bed's waitin' for us. Hm?"

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

With Nico teasing about Ronja's blatant staring at her, Ronja couldn't help but feel a tingle of shyness as a warmth and redness spreaded across her cheek, making them heat in embarrassment while she scratched her nape with a sheepish giggle. "I've been liking what I'm seeing ever since you came here, Nico..." She said, with her gaze flickering between Nico's eyes and hands, seeing her gentle touch tucking her hair away and behind her ears, with Ronja's hand gently caressing Nico's while a small smile thanked her girlfriend wordlessly.

Her smile only grew wider when she was told she would never sleep alone again, making Ronja fondly trace her hand on Nico's cheek.

"That is a promise." She declared.

And with permissions given, Nico could finally work on changing Ronja, who helped her girlfriend as much as she could, knowing how awkward it could be for someone that isn't used to dress another to do it... And strangely, taking the clothes off wasn't as embarrassing and heart racing as being dressed. Ronja felt comfortable enough to show her body to Nico, but there was something about being dressed by her that made her heart agitated.

The brief compliment didn't help either.

"... Look who is talking... You would look lovely in a night dress" She muttered back, and when she was done and ready, she turned away to carefully remove her contact lenses. Blinking a couple times, she sighed, looking at Nico once again.

"It sure is..." Ronja held Nico, tugging her softly to urge her to hurry.

"Let's do it... But next time, I will dress you up as well." She giggled.

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

"Sounds like you want to see more." By now she's gone numb to the warmth spreading on her cheeks, which only grew hotter with Ronja's touch. Her hand didn't hesitate to get all jelly and gently reach out for hers once again, thumb stroking over her knuckles before planting a kiss on it to seal their promise.

It proved harder than she thought to get her eyes off Ronja, but lingering a little longer should be fine, so long as she kept her lips shut and not spread in awe. Flashes to their video calls with this very same dress reminded her how far they've gone until this point. Between their first meeting and now.

Her focus snapped back in place where it should be to that little wish Ronja muttered out. "Oh, but you'll never know until we buy one." She purred, a soft giggle following the insistent tugs from the brunette that didn't want to spend a single second more like this.

And that goes both ways.

With her directives changed, Nico was quick to get herself back up to her feet, but not before wrapping an arm behind Ronja's knees, with the other supporting the lady's back. It wasn't a proper carry, given it took her a second to lay her head down against the pillow, with the quality of a glassmaker placing down their masterpiece. Her shadow didn't linger above for long, as she tucked both inside the bed, turning herself a little to rest her head against her hand, half-turned to face Ronja with a smile.

"Dress me up, eh? You better pick a cute color for next time." The bed felt odd compared to a couch, but it had to be the fact she's sharing it with someone else what made this feel so... Different. Before that could be carried into old wounds, Nico's hands slithered their way through under the covers and wrapped themselves longingly around Ronja's waistline, dragging herself just a little closer this time.

"Something something we sleep the whole evening like this." Without warning, Nico's lips pressed against her neck. "I was thinking, since I offered to do some art with ya', what if you used me as inspiration? I may suck at drawing, but I can hold a pose or two for you." Though she didn't know how to feel about the idea of having a portrait of herself hanging along all of Ronja's crafts. Could she even match these in the first place..?

@Ronja Bubblyfoot

 

[Ronja Bubblyfoot]

"Well... I do." Ronja admitted with a small, sheepish smile, with her eyes never averting from her beloved, not even when she was picked up to be adjusted on the bed, something that she would usually protest, considering that was one thing she could do by herself- But since it was Nico, she decided to accept it gratefully.

"It will be on our checklist then." Ronja said regarding buying a nightdress for Nico, while she turned on her side so she could face Nico.

"I personally think that black would work the best with you... I've always been fond to black and pink combination..." Which only made Nico's current outfit appealing, even if it was extremely simple and somewhat 'lazy'.

As she was covered with blankets by Nico, the gentle wrap that pulled them together made her feel the warmth crossing her body once again, followed by a mix of embarrassment and comfort that caused Ronja to hesitate momentarily before she finally gave in and snuggled into her girlfriend's arms, with a brief shiver erupting as soon as Nico's lips touched her neck, sending chills all through Ronja's spine.

"... I-I'd love that... Yeah..." She giggled sheepishly, closing her eyes.

"For you to be my model... And for me to make an art of someone so precious..."

@Fiora Di Angelo

 

[Fiora Di Angelo]

Admittance followed Nico's thumb rubbing affectionately against Ronja's cheek, rewarding her honesty with a smile of her own.

"Black and pink is a really good combination." Nico accentuated with approval of her fashion taste. "Black goes well with a lot of things though. I do like blue a lot too, if I'm honest." She added, trying to come out as impartial as possible with her easy-going attitude and . No, it wasn't because of Ronja's haircolor within Terrasphere, but that wouldn't be so far-fetched of an assumption.

A deep breath puffed her chest out a little, exhaled through her nostrils as quietly as possible. Her arms refused to let go of Ronja, what little energy in them re-routed away. Tense muscles were given a rest from all the walking, swimming and chivalrious acts of carrying her lover around. Her lids had been heavy ever since arriving at the airport.

Eyes closed, she listened to that sheepish giggle and smiled to herself.

"We gonna be even then..." Nico mumbled, weary by now or otherwise she would have elaborated, but the dream world begun to tug at her, and the warmth they both shared one with the other didn't make it any easier to negotiate with her brain for just a little more time to talk. Explanations were hard. Words were hard even.

"Sweet dreams~" A whisper poured from her lips, comparable to the conclusion of a lullaby, letting her head sink against the pillow and lean against Ronja's

@Ronja Bubblyfoot