You had started out as just someone who happened to end up on the god-forsaken islands that were Rook Islands. Now you were Vaas' partner. Unofficially married. Yet crowned co-leader. His men protected you and listened to your any command. Though Vaas today felt especially lovey and told the gaurds to stay just outside the doors and windows for now. He lay, kissing up your arm to shoulder before making it up to your lips. A rough yet loving kiss as he embraced you in his arms. Crawling on top of you and beginning to deepen it. Mouth's connected, tongues exploring eachother's mouths, the taste of spit, the feeling of drool slowly dribbling down your chin. It was heaven.