Author's note: yeah, forever since I've posted anything, I know :) I actually wrote this little one-shot a while back, but wasn't sure about posting it. Anyways, enjoy the fluff :)
The door to Buzz's quarters stood just slightly ajar. The Star Command captain pushed it open slowly, wondering what prank awaited him. His friend Booster was notorious for his practical jokes, and Buzz had fallen prey to many of them. All was still and the ranger sighed. He was supposed to have contacted his best friend, Woody, and fiancé, Jessie over an hour before. They were awaiting news of his next leave, when he could visit them on their ranch. It had been a long time since he had seen them, and Buzz was anxious to trade the constant whine of the engines for the whinnies of horses. He let the door shut behind him, the quarters seemingly absent of any booby trap.
Buzz headed to the sleeping area, wanting to free himself from the chunky spacesuit as he pushed back the purple cowl from his head. He ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair as he stepped into the large room. He shed the space suit, relishing the feel of air on his skin as he stepped out of the purple jump suit and into a pair of regular pants. He pulled open one of the dresser drawers and was reaching for a shirt when he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. Suspecting Booster's tricks, he turned towards the bed, and stopped short. A sight he would never, could never have imagined greeted him.
"Hey there, Space Boy," drawled a sweet voice. Jessie Pride sat up on his bed, her red braid draped over a shoulder.
A shoulder that was, Buzz realized, bare. His throat went dry as his eyes travelled over the sight of his fiancé. She was wrapped in the bed sheet, and nothing else. He felt the blood warming his cheeks as his eyes finally met hers.
A coy smile teased across her lips, "What's this? A space ranger caught off his guard? I thought they trained you better here in Star Command."
Buzz shook his head, still absorbing the situation. "H-h-how…wh-what…"
Jessie ran her fingers along the bed sheet, "Booster and Mira thought you could use some distraction, so here I am."
"Some distraction," he grinned, coming to his senses. He moved to the bed and leaned down, taking Jessie's face in his hands. His lips pressed against hers as he breathed in the fresh smell he associated with her. "You are a sight for sore eyes."
She pulled him, without much resistance, onto the bed next to her, kissing him soundly. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief, "Your eyes won't be the only thing sore when I get through with you."
Buzz's lips hovered a fraction of an inch away from Jessie's, "Promise?"