Note- fixed some errors.
Ch 2. ( Co-written by Mistress Sanada)
2 Months Later…
The small desk-lamp illuminated Relena's dark office with a sickly, yellow
glow.
Relena was busy working on the papers that she had to sign. The deadline for
these was tomorrow, so she had no time tonight for anything but work. Her
hands hurt as she signed off one piece of document and started on another.
She had stopped reading through these a long time ago.
Most are just mindless diplomatic protocol anyway. No need for me to labor
over them! Just sign!
After two hours of signing, she relaxed her aching wrists and neck. She
sighed and leaned back against the leather chair. With the slow-moving grace
of a turtle, she began rubbing her tired eyes in a semicircle with
half-clenched fists.
I think I need a break
With guilty pleasure, she put the documents inside a drawer, locking the
contents inside with a small key.
No more work…for now
Relena rested the back of her head on top of the leather chair. Finding no
resistance or blockade, her legs stretched as far down the ground as they
could. Her arms reached for air as she raised them up in sync with her
shoulders. Her muscles groaned in physical pleasure.
Feels so good to stretch!
She took a drink of water from her cup, easing her parched throat.
She looked out the window.
It was raining softly…
The sound of steady liquid drumming down on the roofs worked to relive some
of her stress. It was funny… She always found the image and sound of rain to
be soothing, even therapeutic at times.
Lost in the hypnotic drizzle of the rain, her mind suddenly wandered to
someone that she did not wish to think about.
Heero...
She was doing this alot lately.
She could not help it. The image of Heero would not go away from her mind.
She had tried to resist his allure for the longest time, but it was no use.
Now, whenever Heero invaded her brain, she would let it all in. She knew it
was futile to resist. It would be easier to stop a herd of stampeding bulls
than to stop thinking about him.
She would become drunk in his invisible embrace. In her mind, Heero would
make love to her, his strong, knowing hands all over her whimpering body.
Heero, you jerk. Why didn't you stop me that night? Why did you let me go?
"Heero..." whispered Relena, her light fingers suddenly brushing her wet lips
in deprived desire.
She missed him... She wondered what he was doing.
Suddenly, a big thunderous clap shook the heavens, knocking her out of her
daydreaming stupor.
She sighed.
She shook her head. This was no time to let her mind become like
love-stricken 14-year-old's. She had more important things to do. Her duties
as the most important diplomat in the universe could not be ignored.
She opened her drawers with her key, pulling out the documents. She began
working again.
After 2 minutes of working, she sighed. Her mind would not stand still. She
stared at the documents for a long time.
Relena suddenly had a deliciously wicked flashback of the past.
Relena remembered being at her office on the colony, working late at night when Heero had come inside to take her home. She recalled him on his knees in front of her after she had stood up behind her desk to kiss him. He pushed her skirt up, exposing her light pink garters, which were attached to her matching thigh high nylons. Heero breathed a deep, hot breath on her panties, which became soaked thoroughly. Relena moaned in pleasure and began combing her
fingers threw his long bangs as she look down at him over her pink lace covered breasts. Heero gently hooked his finger in the fabric and pulled it aside to get at the sweet, warm, wetness that lay beneath. She remembered how she reacted to his tongue meeting her flesh…
She let the pen lax from her fingers as the remnant memories of ecstasy brought a tingle to the inside of her thighs. She let her eyes roll back in her head… She groaned, wishing he really was here in this office right now.
What's wrong with me?
She placed her hands upon her blushing cheeks, trying to keep these thoughts from blooming to its full erotic potential.
The flashback returned.
Sitting on the desk with her legs wrapped around his waist, she cried his name in passion as he thrusted deep inside her.
Relena shivered in pleasure. She felt the tingling sensation slowly climbing up her spine.
That night at the office was the last time they had made love. She longed to touch him…again.
"Heero…" whispered Relena again, in emotional frustration.
She missed him terribly.