A/N: This is a gift fluffy fiction for Jediserenity82 who requested some Aric fluff to cheer her up. This is Aric and my human female cyborg trooper, Skye'ash. Not sure I've ever posted a story with her in it but I hope you enjoy!
In the Heat of the Night
Aric's POV
"We'll both sleep easier tonight," my wife said seductively, as she stepped closer to me.
"Eventually," I readily agreed, in a husky voice, as I pulled her body flush with mine, still unable to truly believe she was here with me, where she belonged.
Leaning down, I gently pressed my lips to her in our first kiss in five long, lonely years. She desperately returned the gesture. Closing my eyes, I reveled in the moment, the feel of her body, her scent in the air, and the taste of her lips. Gods! It had been way too long!
After breaking the kiss, we stood together, locked eyes, and drank in the presence of the other.
"Aric, I missed you so much."
"Me too," I said, kissing her again. This time it quickly turned hotter and needier. The want to taste her overwhelmed me and when she parted her lips I pushed my tongue into her mouth, making her moan, and try to press herself closer to me.
Lack of air forced us to break the kiss. I rested my forehead against hers, trying to catch my breath. "Need you," I whispered.
"Yes," she agreed, voice filled with desire. Reaching up, she laid a gentle hand on my cheek "but…"
"No," I interrupted her, running a hand down her back and rested it on her butt. "It's been five years, anything else can wait."
She nodded her head and rested it on my chest. "Ok," she whispered.
I knew what she was about to say. We needed to talk and she was right., the air needed to be cleared between us. There were things we both needed to say and apologies that needed to be made but now was not the time. This moment was about us and enjoying the fact that she was in my arms, where she belonged.
"Where's your tent?" she asked, looking up at me.
"Over that way," I said, motioning with my head, "shall we?" kissing the top of her head.
"Definitely," she said, temporarily releasing her hold on me and moving a small distance away. Taking my hand she added, "Let's go."
"Impatient much," I asked with a quirk of my lips.
"It's been five years since I've been with my husband," she said, "So yeah, I'm done waiting."
Pulling her into my side, I wrapped my arm around her as we started to walk towards the tents. "This way," I said.
She cuddled closer and wrapped in arm around my waist as we walked. As we made our way across camp, I noticed my men giving us smiles and knowing looks but we ignored them and kept walking. After a few moments we reached the spot where my tent had stood but now the only thing there was a cleared patch of ground. "What the hell," I growled. My wife wasn't the only one ready for this.
"We moved it," a voice said behind us. I glanced over my shoulder at my XO, who was walking up behind us. "We wanted to sleep tonight," she added with a smile.
"What?" I turned and nearly snarled at the woman. I was quickly losing my patience.
She just grinned wider, not intimidated by my irritation as she pointed over to a tree, a distance from the other tents but still inside the perimeter. "We took the liberty of moving your tent sirs," the woman said in her gravelly voice, "to give you some privacy for your reunion tonight."
"Thank you," Skye said from under my arm. I wasn't letting her leave my side for a while yet.
"You're welcome," my XO added, smiling at Skye. Turning her attention back to me, she added, "Plus, the squad wanted to be able to sleep tonight sir."
Before I could react I felt my wife's arms tightened around me slightly and smiling said, "Dismissed."
"Yes sir," my XO said, as she snapped off a salute and hurried away.
Looking up at me, Skye said, "Come on," pulling on me and directing towards the new location of our tent. "Let's make use of that privacy or I may be forced to take matters into hand right here."
"Frack Skye," I groaned, as I felt my cock twitch and press against my armor.
"Move soldier," she ordered me, heading towards the tent and pulling me along, though I didn't resist.
Stepping around the last tent in the row, we saw our tent sitting a short distance away, under a tree. Though it was presumptuous, I'd have to find a way to show my gratitude to my squad later. This way I didn't have to worry about being overheard. "I'll need to thank them later."
"Yeah," Skye said, turning to me. Reaching up, she pulled my head down and kissed me hard on the lips, the kiss quickly becoming hotter.
Pulling her body close, I ran my hands down her armor clad back and growled in frustration. I wanted, no needed to feel her soft skin but the plates were impeding me. I was done waiting, five years was long enough. My desire for my wife was overwhelming, nearly painful. Grabbing her, I picked her and she wrapped her legs around my waist as she continued to kiss me.
"Need you," she whispered, grinding her armor clad center against me.
"Maker Skye," I groaned. I was so hard it almost hurt. "Not helping."
"I'll help," she said, nipping at the skin under my ear, "Just get us in that tent."
Closing my eyes, I unconsciously tilted my head exposing more of my neck to her efforts. At the same time, I took a deep breath and tried to control my body's reactions to having my wife so close again. Unfortunately for me, both efforts seemed to nullify each other out. I took a second and a third breath, with the fourth I finally felt like I could maybe make it. Steadying myself, I slowly started towards the tent, as she continued to bite my neck.
With a last herculean effort, I pushed the flaps aside and stepped into the darkened tent. Letting go of Skye's legs, she lowered them and stood in front of me, looking up at me with her blue eyes. A quick survey of my tent and I found everything seemed to be in place with the exception of my cot. In place of my usual small camp bed, someone had thrown together a nest of bedding on the ground, making a cozy sleeping area big enough for two. I definitely needed to thank my XO later. Right now I had other things on my mind.
I ran one hand through her dark locks, as the other trailed down her body trying to find the latches on her armor. As the kiss continued, our lust increased and my wife's small hands started working on the releases on my armor. I managed to take her chest armor off without breaking the kiss. Grinning, Skye started backing up toward the sleeping area, at the same time freeing me of my upper armor piece.
The other pieces soon followed, leaving a trail of armor from the tent opening to my bunk on the other side of the small space. Standing next to the small bed on the ground in nothing but the light pieces we were underneath our armor, I grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. Skye's sports bra followed leaving her breasts bear to my hungry eyes.
"What the hell?" I growled, when I saw a round scar marring her delicate skin just beneath her ribcage. "What happened?" I asked, touching it with my fingertips. I could feel a fury building deep inside. Someone, and I could guess who, had tried to kill my wife.
"Later," she said, trying to detour me with a kiss.
I groaned into the kiss as her tongue slipped into my mouth, allowing her to distract me for a moment. When we broke apart, gasping for breath, I rested my forehead against hers and asked, "Who did it?"
Sighing she admitted, "Arcann on Asylum."
"Bastard," I growled, body taut with anger, "I'll kill him."
"Gotta beat me to it," she said, stepping closer and wrapping her arms around my waist. "Can we please talk about this later?" she asked.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to rein in my temper. She was right, this could wait. Right now I had better things to do, like my love to my wife, whom I hadn't seen in five years. After I regained some control, I cupped Skye's cheek and agreed, "You're right," making her smile at me, "but I won't forget about this and we will talk about this," making her frown a little bit. "Later."
"Whatever," she said, with a wicked grin, "I'll bet I can make you forget," she added, running her hands down my chest as she dropped to her knees in front of me.
In one motion she pulled my briefs and pants down, exposing my already hard cock. She licked her lips before leaning forward and taking it into her hot mouth. She grasped the base with one hand and slowly started working my length in and out.
"Fuck," I groaned, closing my eyes and relishing the feeling, something I never thought I'd feel again.
She slowly licked me from top to bottom and back again. Skye circled the tip with her tongue, slowly working her way back down again. I managed to peel an eye open and look down at her, her blue eyes meeting my green ones. With a sexy smile, she worked her way back out to my tip. She winked at me before taking my cock into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat.
Throwing my head back, I groaned, burying my hands in her hair stilling her movements for a moment or I'd come right then. As I regained some control, I loosened my hold on Skye but kept my hands buried in her hair. She began working my length in and out, her hand working what she couldn't take in her mouth. With each time stroke I hit the back of her throat. It had been too long and at this rate, it wasn't going to take long for me to come undone.
Finally feeling the telltale tightening in my balls, I tried to still her movements and warn her, "Skye…stop, stop! Gonna cum!"
She just hummed her understanding but kept working my cock. The feeling was more than I could take and I exploded into her mouth and down the back of her throat. She wasn't detoured; swallowing everything I gave her and licking her lips when I was done.
My orgasm left me so wrung out it was all I could do to stay on my feet. Sensing my distress, Skye moved aside and helped me down on the bed. I'd almost given up all hope of ever having a moment like this again and the feelings were overwhelming me.
After helping me down on the bed, Skye turned her attention to the rest of my clothes. She took off my boots and socks tossing them into a pile. She pushed my pants and briefs off the rest of the way and they joined the growing stack. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, she pulled it over my head and threw it on top of my pants, leaving me naked. Moving up a little, I laid down on top of the covers. Pulling off her boots, Skye joined me, still clad in the pants she wore under her armor. She cuddled into my side, using my shoulder as a pillow.
"That was," I started, running a hand up and down her side, "Mind blowing."
"Thank you," she nearly purred, satisfied with herself.
"Gods, I missed you," I said, shaking my head and smiling at her.
"I missed you too," Skye said, "One of the first things I did was ask Lana about you and Havoc squad but the only thing she'd say was that the squad had gone dark. It was Theron that found you for me."
"Damn," I grumbled, not happy knowing I owed the SIS agent anything.
"What?"
"I owe him."
"Aric," she said, looking up at me with a serious expression on her face, "I've made mistakes in the past but not again, ever! Theron and I are just friends, period and that's all we'll ever be. You're the only man for me."
I just nodded my understanding. Honestly, I had five long, lonely years to realize we had both made mistakes in our relationship. Yes, some of hers were much worse than mine but when she was gone, I would've forgiven her in an instant if it meant I'd have her back with me where she belonged. In the end, I'd long ago forgiven Skye her errors. "We both made mistakes but this is our chance to start over again," I told her.
"Thank you," she whispered, "I'm not sure what I'd do if I lost you."
"Hopefully, you'll never find out," I said, kissing the top of her head. "Now," I said, rolling until I was on top of her, "Let's get you out of these clothes," running my hands down her sides, to the waist band of her pants. I started pushing them down and Skye lifted her hips, so I could slide them off, but the movement caused her hot core to grind against my length, making both of us groan.
"Aric," she whispered, as I settled between her legs, "Gods! It feels so right to feel your weight on top of me."
I rumbled my agreement in my chest as I gently kissed my way down her neck to her pulse point, where her shoulder and neck met. I lathed my tongue against the soft flesh, making Skye whimper in need and crane her neck exposing the skin to me. I growled in the back of my throat at her submissive pose and couldn't resist, my instincts taking over. This was my woman, my mate and I'd show any competitors. Raining kisses on her neck, I found the right spot and bit down, gently at first but when I felt her wiggle underneath me and press herself against my again hard cock, I bit down harder, stilling her movements, unconsciously warning her. Remembering she was human and didn't have fur protecting her flesh, I bit her hard enough to leave a large bruise but not breaking the skin. I ran my tongue along the large mark, soothing away any pain. Anyone that saw my mate the next day would know we'd reaffirmed our bond.
"Gods," she moaned, biting her lip.
"Fuck," I groaned at the wanton image she made under me. With a conscious thought I bucked my hips against her heat and she lustily whimpered again.
Reaching down with one hand, I ghosted a finger across her clit and she inhaled sharply. With a grin, I carefully pushed a finger into her hot core and making her hips buck off the bed at the intrusion. I began working the finger in and out of her. A second digit joined the first and I continued my ministrations. Skye threw her head back and whimpered with need. I scissored my fingers inside her core, trying to stretch and ready her for my length. She was always tight and it had been five years.
When I pushed a third finger into her, Skye wrapped her arms around me and moaned into my ear, "Aric," she said, "Need you…inside me!"
She was soaked and ready for me. I couldn't wait any longer; the need to feel her around me was overwhelming my senses. Lining myself up, I plunged into her waiting heat; hilting myself inside her with one careful stroke.
"Maker," I groaned, as I stilled my movements and waited for Skye's body to adjust to my large size.
When she started moving underneath me, wanting more, I carefully pulled out before shoving my cock deeply into her again. She moaned lustfully and I did it a third time, pushing deeper into her waiting heat.
"Gods," she groaned tossing her head back into the pillow.
When I thrust into her fourth time, her hips met me. I growled and pulled out and shoved back in hard. Her breath caught in the back of her throat sexily and her hips met mine again. Something inside me snapped at the image of my woman wanting me as badly as I needed her. I started slamming my cock into her with abandon and she met me stroke for stroke. We wouldn't last long like this but I was beyond conscious thought, acting solely on instinct.
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I felt the pain as Skye's fingernails scrapped down my back with enough force that if I had been human she would have broken the skin. The feeling stirred up something inside me. I growled a warning at her as I hilted myself into her heat with enough force to push her up the bed. She gave me an impish grin in return.
This time I wondered if she did manage to draw blood and she scratched her fingers down my back again, all the way to my butt. She grabbed two handfuls and snuck her nails into my flesh. Somehow, with a powerful thrust of my cock, I pushed myself even deeper into her center, hitting that perfect spot deep inside her. She cried out in need, tossing her head back and exposing her neck and my mark. Moving in and out of her heat, I hit her sweet spot with each hard stroke.
"Aric!" she moaned, heading tossing back and forth. I knew she was close to the edge of her control. One little push and she'd fly over the cliff.
Leaning forward I offered that push, lathing my tongue across the mark on her neck and making her whimper. Timing it perfectly, I thrust into her at the same moment I bit down hard on the same spot I'd marked earlier, this time hard enough to draw blood. That was all it took.
"Aric!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, hanging on to me as her walls clamped down on my length buried inside her and her orgasm washed over her.
Any control I had left fled at the feelings washing over me and dragging me under. Without loosening my hold on her neck, I set an erratic and brutal pace slamming into her heat with each stroke. After a few more thrusts I felt the tingle in my balls signaling my imminent orgasm. With a load roar, I came deep inside my mate, filling her with my essence.
When I was finally empty, I stilled my movements and buried my face in her neck as I tried to catch my breath. Taking deep breaths, I could scent her blood in the air. As I soothed the wound I'd made on her neck, I could taste the salt of her sweat.
"Keep that up," she whispered, as she gently ran her finger tips over the fur on my scalp, "And we won't get a chance to catch our breath."
"Give me a minute," I laughed, carefully pulled m cock out her heat, and carefully rolled off of her. Reaching out an arm, I pulled her into my side and she burrowed her head into my shoulder, sighing in contentment.
"Damn," I cursed myself, when I saw the large bloody mark on her neck. I wanted to mark her, not hurt her. "I'll get some kolto for this," trying to move to the edge of the makeshift bed.
"No," she declared firmly, "You won't," not letting me move from my spot.
"Why not?" I asked, curious.
"I want everyone to see I'm your mate, that we're bonded," she said, "Erase any doubt anyone may be harboring.
"Theron," I growled in my chest, agitation growing.
"No," she said softly, "Theron and I have talked. He knows how badly I feel for breaking my vows last time and he'd never, ever put me in that position again," she explained. "He's a good friend and the only person I trusted to have my back while we've been apart."
I could smell her conviction and I knew she'd never break her vow to me again. We were mates for life and no one would come between us again, though I wasn't sure if the SIS agent really understood that. "Who then?" I asked.
She shrugged, "Lana, among others," she said, "I'm not sure she's comfortable with the idea that my mate is a Cathar, not that I care what she thinks." Skye kissed my chest, trying to comfort me. "It doesn't matter."
"She," I started but Skye stopped me.
"The only thing that matters is us. We're finally together again and I won't let anything change that," she declared.
"Me either," I said with a small smile, as I kissed the top of her head, "Me either…."
A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this! When I started this I planned just a one shot but who knows, maybe there will be more of Skye'ash and Aric's reunion. Review and let me know what you thought!
