A little bit of sap for the summer. I'm going to finish this arc! I am!
Summertide
by
Smarty Cat
Prompt 5: Fireworks
Flare
The best spontaneity is underpinned by careful planning, and no one will ever be able to convince Heero otherwise.
He keeps a hand at the small of Relena's back as he escorts her back downtown to hail a cab. He does not guide; she is the one who best knows the way. However, such hovering provides the perfect excuse for willing fingers to "accidentally" seek out that strip of delightful, easily accessible skin between camisole and slacks. She continuously shifts closer, pushing the bounds of public propriety for one of her stature. At the final corner, two teenagers with sparklers in hand flash knowing gamines' grins at them.
Heero hands her into a waiting cab in the guttering orange glow and waits as she relays instructions to the driver. 'Invite me in'-He will not ask, and he knows she will not offer, not yet.
"How long will you be on earth, Heero?"
"Long enough."
"Long enough for what?"
He reaches through the window and rubs a slow, gentle thumb down the curve of her chin. Relena quivers, and he tries not to. Each brush is an unworded promise, triggering echoes of the touch of her lips and sending delightful mini shocks of sensation across sensitized skin.
The cab pulls off without another word exchanged between them. Heero accepts a new sparkler from the amused girls and waves it cheerfully as he walks away. They both know that he will be back; he always is. Very soon, he will stay.