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Chapter 7 Amongst the Clouds
It was beautiful from up here, Auron thought. In the cockpit of the Airship, he stared out the window. The ship was silently gliding through the clouds above the ocean. He had been a little nervous at first, but flying was not as terrifying as he thought it would be.
Wakka approached him, rubbing his head. "Uh… Sir Auron?" he questioned. Auron turned, and motioned for him to continue. "Uhh.. I was actually kinda worried about Rikku, yah? Uh, I went to see her, but she just walked away. Uh… I thought maybe you might want to go see her? Yah?" Auron looked away. Then he stood, and nodded. His lean form exited the cockpit. His boots resounded through the hallways of the metal ship. He had been… wary. He did not know if the young Al Bhed would appreciate his company at the moment. She had pushed him forcefully away earlier. He knew watching her home being destroyed must have been painful, but she did not go to the swordsman. She just… walked away.
He admired the craftsmanship of the brightly colored walls of the ship as he passed. He paused before Kimahri, but the large feline pointed to the main chamber. Auron nodded. The doors swooshed open and revealed the large room. Large windows lined the walls, revealing the setting sun outside. He saw the hunched form of the young Al Bhed. He went to the window, but she was on the outside of the cold glass. Auron put a hand up, his reflection gazing back at him. She didn't respond. Her head was resting on her crossed arms. Her knees were bent, supporting her head. Only wisps of hair and ears could be seen.
Auron exited the chamber, emerging on the outside of the ship. He sucked in a quick breath, it was cold outside. Wind combed through his hair, blowing it in front of his dark glasses. Rikku did not move when he approached. He leaned against the glass paneling behind them, standing by the crouched girl. He looked down, watching her hair blow in the chilled wind. The sun was almost gone, the last of it's rays filtering onto the golden strands of her hair.
He slid down the glass, coming to rest at her side. He stretched out his legs, the striped pants rippling. Her back was to him, her left side still pressed against the window. He watched silently as the sun dipped below the clouds. They were actually above the clouds now, the sun shooting golden rays through the mist and fluff below. Stars were shimmering weakly above in the fire-red sky.
Rikku shuddered. Auron wondered if she was asleep. He lifted his right leg, and touched her bare shoulder. She flinched. He pulled her backwards, her back coming to rest on his lap, her head supported by his raised right leg and right arm. Her face looked up to his, but her eyelids were sealed shut, allowing only the steady flow of tears access to her green eyes. Her arms were crossed on her chest, gripping her shirt. Her legs curled up, coming close to her waist. Reclined, she stiffly lay in his embrace. His other arm left the confines of the coat and rested across her chest, gripping her chilled right arm. He looked at her wrinkled face. She was crying very discreetly, with hardly a sound.
He took in a deep breath, leaning his head back against the window. The inside of the ship was warm, in sharp contrast to the outside. Fog crept up the windows, separating them from the inside even more. The sun was hiding, now. The sky seemed to be on fire, as radiant colors of red and purple raced after the setting sun. He was aware of something damp against his upper stomach. Rikku's tears were bleeding onto his shirt. He leaned in, his face only a few inches from hers. His bare hand moved up to her face, and his rough thumb wiped away the tears. His effort was futile, for they were immediately replaced by more.
Rikku felt his thumb with numb cheeks. She pressed her face into his stomach, trying to hide. She was surrounded, his warmth all around her. She felt his nose against her forehead, felt his lips brush her nose. She opened her eyes, gazing upon Auron's blurry face. His collar was unbuckled and rolled down. Her tears were on his lips, reflecting the fire-red light. His face was concerned. She reached up, sniffling, and removed his glasses. She looked at them, spinning them in her fingers. The metal was cold, and she shivered, placing them in her pocket.
His hair billowed gently in the wind, and she watched as he gazed up to the darkening sky. Looking past her, his expression wavered, his thoughts elsewhere. His face was mere inches from hers. She craned her neck, and took his lips with hers. He inhaled in surprise. His mouth was not ready, open. His eyebrows shot up, his eye flying to Rikku. She took the opportunity to pull at his lower lip, tugging gently. He didn't respond, still shocked. His eye closed slowly, just feeling the tantalizing kiss, his eyebrows still two inches above their normal height. Slowly, she teased his lower lip, her tongue feeling the rough surface. Just as slowly, she detached, gazing at his face. His eye was still closed, eyebrows still raised, mouth open. "I... I'm sorry," she whispered, embarrassed. She shouldn't have, it was wrong, it was- Auron's hand cupped her face, his gaze meeting her own. He bent his head, forcing Rikku to recline into his arms. His nose bushed against hers, his breath hot against her lips. Their eyes locked.
She watched in awe as he closed his eye and their lips met. An uncharacteristic amount of emotion leaked from his face, the newfound moonlight washing his features. His face was rough against hers as his mouth grazed over the surface of her lips. Almost timid, she cracked her mouth open, not sure if… He accepted the invitation, gently probing past her lips. She swooned at his taste and warmth. When their tongues met, they both inhaled sharply. A single moment spanned eternity. Her hand reached to his face, feeling the muscles of his jaw. It traveled further up his face, resting on his chilled ear. He shuddered, his stomach tingling at the sensation. The rest of the world melted away, the universe consisting only of each other.
Almost half an hour later, Auron slowly detached, his cheek still touching hers. Her hand was buried in his hair, thumb lingering on his earlobe. He inhaled as she wove her fingers through the sensitive hair behind his ear and on his neck. His eyes were still closed, his nose touching her cheek. "That was… nice," She whispered, her breath warm against his face. He buried his face in her neck, mesmerized by the feeling her hand was sending through his spine. It was incredibly relaxing, yet that feeling, that twinge in his gut only intensified as her fingers roamed his neck.
He looked up when she stopped. She shivered. "Can we go inside? Its cold out here," she questioned, her eyes large. He was rather uncomfortable against the metal side of the ship. Nodding, he helped her stand, both a little off balance. Before he opened the door, she grasped his hand, and pulled him downward. "Thank you," She whispered into his ear, and kissed his scared cheek. He smiled. Together, they re-entered the airship.
Ah, it was so much nicer in here! Hot, almost. Auron began back to the cockpit, but Rikku pulled his hand, leading him down another corridor. She led him to a dimly lit rec room, complete with worn sofa, sink, and refrigerator. Several pillows and blankets adorned the worn sofa, a pale lamp casting shadows over the fabric. She pulled him to the wide couch, and she watched as he sat, sinking down into the pillows. She grabbed a drink of water, listening to the hum of the engines below. She turned, sipping her water, to find Auron's eye sliding closed, only to fly open again.
Setting the glass down, she sat, facing him. They were opposite each other on the couch. She smiled at him, and leaned forward. Before Auron could move, her hand continued its assault to his neck. He groaned, eye rolling shut. As she leaned back, his neck leaned with her. Apparently she had found quite the sensitive spot. He slid closer, his chin resting on her shoulder, his hands resting limply on her hips. They leaned their weight to the arm and backside of the couch. Rikku's face was pressed between the soft couch and Auron's bent head that rested its full weight on her. As she continued to entwine her fingers through his hair, his breaths came out somewhat ragged. She moved lower, her smooth fingers gliding over the strong muscles of his lower neck and upper back. She removed the collar altogether, and slid his coat over his shoulders, all the while keeping him to her, subdued by the incredible feel of her fingers. No woman had ever done this to him before, and he had no defense. Sure, he'd slept with woman before, but the odd sensation that her hand was sending through his muscles was hypnotic to his tired body.
Free from the collar, her hand found it's way beneath his shirt, gliding over his smooth muscles. He leaned fully against Rikku now, the two reclining on their sides against the wide couch. The pillows at the end provided comfort, while allowing her hands free reign to his backside. Also several blankets were flung over the edge of the cushion.
Still mesmerized, Auron was not even aware as his body relaxed. Rikku realized a few minutes later that he had fallen asleep. His face rested on her shoulder, dwarfing the Al Bhed. How funny! Rikku thought, as the far larger guardian was curled up against her side. She managed to reach those blankets without tipping them both over, and draped it over Auron's sleeping form. The dim light did not bother her, as she nuzzled to top of his head, his soft hair brushing against her face. Had the sofa been any narrower, and he most likely would have fallen off. Fortunately, there was enough room for the two to rest as they embraced in sleep.
*** eeee mush! Eeee smooch! That took me three hours. X_x Hope ye liked.
-spazkit
Chapter 7 Amongst the Clouds
It was beautiful from up here, Auron thought. In the cockpit of the Airship, he stared out the window. The ship was silently gliding through the clouds above the ocean. He had been a little nervous at first, but flying was not as terrifying as he thought it would be.
Wakka approached him, rubbing his head. "Uh… Sir Auron?" he questioned. Auron turned, and motioned for him to continue. "Uhh.. I was actually kinda worried about Rikku, yah? Uh, I went to see her, but she just walked away. Uh… I thought maybe you might want to go see her? Yah?" Auron looked away. Then he stood, and nodded. His lean form exited the cockpit. His boots resounded through the hallways of the metal ship. He had been… wary. He did not know if the young Al Bhed would appreciate his company at the moment. She had pushed him forcefully away earlier. He knew watching her home being destroyed must have been painful, but she did not go to the swordsman. She just… walked away.
He admired the craftsmanship of the brightly colored walls of the ship as he passed. He paused before Kimahri, but the large feline pointed to the main chamber. Auron nodded. The doors swooshed open and revealed the large room. Large windows lined the walls, revealing the setting sun outside. He saw the hunched form of the young Al Bhed. He went to the window, but she was on the outside of the cold glass. Auron put a hand up, his reflection gazing back at him. She didn't respond. Her head was resting on her crossed arms. Her knees were bent, supporting her head. Only wisps of hair and ears could be seen.
Auron exited the chamber, emerging on the outside of the ship. He sucked in a quick breath, it was cold outside. Wind combed through his hair, blowing it in front of his dark glasses. Rikku did not move when he approached. He leaned against the glass paneling behind them, standing by the crouched girl. He looked down, watching her hair blow in the chilled wind. The sun was almost gone, the last of it's rays filtering onto the golden strands of her hair.
He slid down the glass, coming to rest at her side. He stretched out his legs, the striped pants rippling. Her back was to him, her left side still pressed against the window. He watched silently as the sun dipped below the clouds. They were actually above the clouds now, the sun shooting golden rays through the mist and fluff below. Stars were shimmering weakly above in the fire-red sky.
Rikku shuddered. Auron wondered if she was asleep. He lifted his right leg, and touched her bare shoulder. She flinched. He pulled her backwards, her back coming to rest on his lap, her head supported by his raised right leg and right arm. Her face looked up to his, but her eyelids were sealed shut, allowing only the steady flow of tears access to her green eyes. Her arms were crossed on her chest, gripping her shirt. Her legs curled up, coming close to her waist. Reclined, she stiffly lay in his embrace. His other arm left the confines of the coat and rested across her chest, gripping her chilled right arm. He looked at her wrinkled face. She was crying very discreetly, with hardly a sound.
He took in a deep breath, leaning his head back against the window. The inside of the ship was warm, in sharp contrast to the outside. Fog crept up the windows, separating them from the inside even more. The sun was hiding, now. The sky seemed to be on fire, as radiant colors of red and purple raced after the setting sun. He was aware of something damp against his upper stomach. Rikku's tears were bleeding onto his shirt. He leaned in, his face only a few inches from hers. His bare hand moved up to her face, and his rough thumb wiped away the tears. His effort was futile, for they were immediately replaced by more.
Rikku felt his thumb with numb cheeks. She pressed her face into his stomach, trying to hide. She was surrounded, his warmth all around her. She felt his nose against her forehead, felt his lips brush her nose. She opened her eyes, gazing upon Auron's blurry face. His collar was unbuckled and rolled down. Her tears were on his lips, reflecting the fire-red light. His face was concerned. She reached up, sniffling, and removed his glasses. She looked at them, spinning them in her fingers. The metal was cold, and she shivered, placing them in her pocket.
His hair billowed gently in the wind, and she watched as he gazed up to the darkening sky. Looking past her, his expression wavered, his thoughts elsewhere. His face was mere inches from hers. She craned her neck, and took his lips with hers. He inhaled in surprise. His mouth was not ready, open. His eyebrows shot up, his eye flying to Rikku. She took the opportunity to pull at his lower lip, tugging gently. He didn't respond, still shocked. His eye closed slowly, just feeling the tantalizing kiss, his eyebrows still two inches above their normal height. Slowly, she teased his lower lip, her tongue feeling the rough surface. Just as slowly, she detached, gazing at his face. His eye was still closed, eyebrows still raised, mouth open. "I... I'm sorry," she whispered, embarrassed. She shouldn't have, it was wrong, it was- Auron's hand cupped her face, his gaze meeting her own. He bent his head, forcing Rikku to recline into his arms. His nose bushed against hers, his breath hot against her lips. Their eyes locked.
She watched in awe as he closed his eye and their lips met. An uncharacteristic amount of emotion leaked from his face, the newfound moonlight washing his features. His face was rough against hers as his mouth grazed over the surface of her lips. Almost timid, she cracked her mouth open, not sure if… He accepted the invitation, gently probing past her lips. She swooned at his taste and warmth. When their tongues met, they both inhaled sharply. A single moment spanned eternity. Her hand reached to his face, feeling the muscles of his jaw. It traveled further up his face, resting on his chilled ear. He shuddered, his stomach tingling at the sensation. The rest of the world melted away, the universe consisting only of each other.
Almost half an hour later, Auron slowly detached, his cheek still touching hers. Her hand was buried in his hair, thumb lingering on his earlobe. He inhaled as she wove her fingers through the sensitive hair behind his ear and on his neck. His eyes were still closed, his nose touching her cheek. "That was… nice," She whispered, her breath warm against his face. He buried his face in her neck, mesmerized by the feeling her hand was sending through his spine. It was incredibly relaxing, yet that feeling, that twinge in his gut only intensified as her fingers roamed his neck.
He looked up when she stopped. She shivered. "Can we go inside? Its cold out here," she questioned, her eyes large. He was rather uncomfortable against the metal side of the ship. Nodding, he helped her stand, both a little off balance. Before he opened the door, she grasped his hand, and pulled him downward. "Thank you," She whispered into his ear, and kissed his scared cheek. He smiled. Together, they re-entered the airship.
Ah, it was so much nicer in here! Hot, almost. Auron began back to the cockpit, but Rikku pulled his hand, leading him down another corridor. She led him to a dimly lit rec room, complete with worn sofa, sink, and refrigerator. Several pillows and blankets adorned the worn sofa, a pale lamp casting shadows over the fabric. She pulled him to the wide couch, and she watched as he sat, sinking down into the pillows. She grabbed a drink of water, listening to the hum of the engines below. She turned, sipping her water, to find Auron's eye sliding closed, only to fly open again.
Setting the glass down, she sat, facing him. They were opposite each other on the couch. She smiled at him, and leaned forward. Before Auron could move, her hand continued its assault to his neck. He groaned, eye rolling shut. As she leaned back, his neck leaned with her. Apparently she had found quite the sensitive spot. He slid closer, his chin resting on her shoulder, his hands resting limply on her hips. They leaned their weight to the arm and backside of the couch. Rikku's face was pressed between the soft couch and Auron's bent head that rested its full weight on her. As she continued to entwine her fingers through his hair, his breaths came out somewhat ragged. She moved lower, her smooth fingers gliding over the strong muscles of his lower neck and upper back. She removed the collar altogether, and slid his coat over his shoulders, all the while keeping him to her, subdued by the incredible feel of her fingers. No woman had ever done this to him before, and he had no defense. Sure, he'd slept with woman before, but the odd sensation that her hand was sending through his muscles was hypnotic to his tired body.
Free from the collar, her hand found it's way beneath his shirt, gliding over his smooth muscles. He leaned fully against Rikku now, the two reclining on their sides against the wide couch. The pillows at the end provided comfort, while allowing her hands free reign to his backside. Also several blankets were flung over the edge of the cushion.
Still mesmerized, Auron was not even aware as his body relaxed. Rikku realized a few minutes later that he had fallen asleep. His face rested on her shoulder, dwarfing the Al Bhed. How funny! Rikku thought, as the far larger guardian was curled up against her side. She managed to reach those blankets without tipping them both over, and draped it over Auron's sleeping form. The dim light did not bother her, as she nuzzled to top of his head, his soft hair brushing against her face. Had the sofa been any narrower, and he most likely would have fallen off. Fortunately, there was enough room for the two to rest as they embraced in sleep.
*** eeee mush! Eeee smooch! That took me three hours. X_x Hope ye liked.
-spazkit