Chapter 7: Not All Is What It Seems
"You play a dangerous game, Young One." Irius, the Head Member of the Council, looked down at the Sky Knight: frowning. "We have heard some serious reports."
Aerrow bit his lip, closing his eyes. He could still feel her: her warm hands pressed against his sweaty chest, her tongue entwined with his, her soft legs brushing his thighs. His lips were still numb from before...
"Very serious reports..." Irius murmured.
"Hey."
Aerrow turned around; startled. He didn't relax when he saw who it was. He only felt his heart speed up and a tingling sensation up his spine as he stared back at the person before him.
"H-hey... Hey P."
Piper's eyes connected with his in a questioning glance. He wanted to step forwards: to do something to be closer to her, but stopped himself. Piper, as if she sensed his feelings, couldn't help but sigh- causing Aerrow to frown slightly. He ignored the protests from his brain as he listened to his heart and slowly opened his arms, not quite knowing what he was doing. She looked at him in shock, but before she knew it she was walking forwards: almost collapsing into them.
His arms immediately tightened around her, holding her up, securing her in his grip. Piper breathed in his scent, choking back tears as she buried her head into his chest.
"Oh Aerrow."
"Sir?" Aerrow snapped back to reality. He faked confusion by raising his eyebrow and casting a false, worried look as he looked into the grave faces of the Council. Yet his eyes showed a certain strong, fierce element; Irius knew he was not one to back down.
"Serious reports of improper intimacies." Irius stated quietly.
His calloused hands stroked her blue-back, fluffy hair, kissing her head whilst inhaling her musky scent; feeling some silky locks tickling his nose. He closed his eyes whilst he revelled in her warmness.
He had missed her.
She wound her arms around his neck and he leaned down, their foreheads pressed together. She felt nervous as his eyes roamed her.
"What?" She asked, feeling dizzy as he examined her; weak from his touch.
His finger stroked her cheek, "How can they expect me to let you go?" He murmured.
Her heart fluttered painfully. "Aerrow…" She murmured warningly as his lips brushed against hers slowly...
"Improper?" Aerrow's eyebrow only rose even higher.
"Between you and your Navigator." Another member, Otto, barked: his eyes narrowing at the red haired Sky Knight.
Aerrow pulled a puzzled expression. "I don't understand the use of the word improper-
"-It is against our rules and regulations!" Otto snapped.
Aerrow bowed his head in acknowledgement. "Of course…I am aware of that."
"Then why, Young One, do you insist on carrying on breaking them?" The kinder member, Odium, asked, his tone gentle.
Aerrow's shoulders drooped.
"I don't know," He admitted quietly.
"It's gorgeous." Piper commented as she turned her head against Aerrow's chest, looking out into the sunset so her face was lit up: she was radiantly bright and beautiful. Aerrow's arms tightened around her, as if scared she'd break away soon.
"Yeah." He said simply.
She leant back to look up at him, her eyes searching his. "We shouldn't be doing this."
His eyes burned into hers and she felt her breath catch in her throat as his eyebrows furrowed together.
Wondering.
"Yes we should." He murmured, bending to run his lips from her forehead and down her nose slowly and dangerously...
"You and the girl must be separated."
Instantly Aerrow shook his head. "No… Sir, please…"
"Such improper-
"-There's nothing improper about it!" Aerrow growled.
"Aerrow…"
He pulled her into him, raining her face with kisses, causing Piper's head to fall back and her eyes to close as she grabbed a fistful of his fiery red hair.
"Oh god…" She murmured as he nibbled and sucked at the jointure between her neck and shoulder, feeling her knees tremble and her throat growl and rumble in pleasure. "Aerrow…oh god…"
He left her neck to look up- Piper noticed the darkening of his eyes and felt butterflies in her stomach, knowing she was sharing the same, dark passionate gaze. Without giving her time to think, he slammed his mouth against hers, causing them both to groan slightly. He lifted her and she wrapped her long legs around his waist, kissing him furiously as he backed her into the Condor's wall.
"There is everything improper about it!" Otto growled. "You are a Sky Knight, she is your Navigator, and there can never be anything else!"
"Aerrow, no." Piper gasped as she broke away, aware of what was going to happen, struggling against him as her hands scrambled at his chest, torn between ripping it off of him or pushing him away. "We can't…we stopped this for a reason…" She broke off as he grabbed her hands and pinned them against the wall, knowing she shared his desire, knowing she wanted him, that she missed him, just as much as he needed her.
"Don't ask me to stop," He whispered throatily, his face scarily close as he stepped closer to her. "Did you think I could bear to look at you and not want to kiss you…to hold you…to make love to you over and over again... Did you? Piper: Don't ask me to stop."
Piper felt numb on the inside as she listened to him. Suddenly, she realised she couldn't fight it anymore. Grabbing him by the back of his head, she pulled him closer. "Shut up and make love to me then," She breathed, her smouldering eyes lingering on his as she kissed him furiously.
"We've bonded, and she is mine; i am hers-
"-When the War is won, perhaps, boy, but it's evident we're a long way from that." Otto snarled.
"The girl must go." Odium agreed quietly. "Or you risk our enmity, Young One."
They broke apart, both dizzy as they breathed into each other's mouths heavily- but only for a few seconds. Before Piper could regain her breath, Aerrow was on her again, her shirt suddenly discarded on the floor: but she wasn't complaining. She tugged off his armour and tore at his crispy shirt, desperately trying to pull it off him to run her hands up and down his warm chest. He stopped kissing her chest to chuckle at her.
"So I'm not the only one that's eager," He teased, watching her moan in frustration.
"Off," She commanded, tugging at his shirt.
He only carried on chuckling, running his fingers up and down her chest lightly. "I don't know… You might have to persuade me…"
"Piper's not going anywhere-
"-Seeing as you can't keep your trousers on-
"-Otto." Irius warned. He turned back to Aerrow.
"The Council understands Piper is an asset to the team," Irius looked down at Aerrow through his spectacles. "But you have not obeyed us, and actions must be taken."
Aerrow raked his hands through his hair, shaking his head.
Piper stroked her hands up and down his chest, pausing to close them around his neck and pull him in for another kiss, never quite getting enough of him, thirsty for his taste. On a spur of the moment, he grabbed Piper tightly as he spun them around, throwing them onto the floor.
"What kind of action?" Aerrow asked wearily.
He pinned her down, her hands in one of his as he kissed down her body, feeling her shudders of pleasure as he licked at the side of her breasts. She wrapped her legs around her waist and with all her strength rolled them over so she was on top. Winking at him, she undid her trousers, watching as his eyes widened and filled with lust- like she knew they would. Without any warning, he quickly sat up, causing her to fall back to the ground in surprise, and climbed over her, kissing her passionately. His hands undid her trousers properly as hers undid his: he broke away to look into her eyes as he thrust into her.
"Perhaps…" Odium interrupted, trying to help. "The Storm Hawks are taken under someone else. You will all stay together. We value you are a natural leader like your father- but we cannot have the relationship you have with Piper affect the Storm Hawks' duty-
"-It hasn't! It never will-
Otto shook his head.
They held each other tighter and tighter at every thrust Aerrow delivered; their moans of pleasure muffled as they pressed their mouths into each other's shoulders. Piper hissed and threw her head back, a small cry from her lips caused Aerrow to growl: aroused. He leaned down to kiss up her neck, nipping softly, and finally reached her delicious mouth, groaning into it as she rolled her hips into his. He broke apart from her and panted against her lips as he started to thrust faster.
"Please," Aerrow turned wildly to Odium. "There must be another way."
Faster turned into slower, kisses turned into long, unending moans, loud turned to quiet gazes of understanding and love. Aerrow sat back up and took Piper with him, holding her as she sat in his lap, their hips rocking together, running his hands down to squeeze her breasts...
Odium sighed, looking at the other council members. Aerrow gulped.
"I love you," He gasped, his eyes closing tightly in pleasure. She only cried out again and hunched her back over him, kissing on his damp neck and broad shoulders. Aerrow soon fell backwards with exhaustion, his arms sliding off of her as his head started to spin dizzily, bright colours dancing before him. Piper held his hands tightly and stretched them up and over his head, leaning over him as she groaned one final time, her body brushing against his. Aerrow closed his eyes, content.
"They are young," Odium tried to assure the other two. "And there has been no serious damage-
"-The girl is wanted by Cyclonis. That is damage enough." Otto snorted.
"There is something about her. The Guardians have told us themselves. She has something, perhaps it is time for a change." Irius listened to Odium, nodding slowly.
Aerrow looked from one to the other, completely taken aback.
"What?" He couldn't help but say. "Piper has what?"
As if they had only just realised their presence, the Council looked at Aerrow in alarm.
Piper collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily into his chest. His hand lazily went to her hair, stroking it gently as he, too, tried to catch his breath.
She smiled up at him sleepily, her hand extending to pull a lock of hair away from his sweaty forehead. "I love you too." She replied with a murmur. Aerrow smiled in return and cupped her face, feeling her soft skin beneath his fingertips. He pulled her to him for a kiss.
"No regrets?" He asked cautiously.
Slowly, Piper slid her body gently up and down his, purring gently with pleasure. Aerrow felt his body burn with desire, but forced himself to hear her answer first. She looked at him, smiling.
"Never," She said simply.
He smiled back at her. "Piper..."
She leaned down to kiss him, still rubbing against him slowly, and closed her eyes when Aerrow rolled them over, waiting.
She found out she didn't have to wait long.
Irius looked back down at Aerrow.
"Never you mind, boy. Now go." He said, shaking his head. "Before I change my mind."
Aerrow opened his mouth in shock. "You… We can…"
"You can go," He repeated. "But remember: whilst doing so, you do not come back for any favours."
Aerrow did not hesitate. He did not need favours.
He walked away; not noticing Irius had left swiftly too.
"You failed." Cyclonis said slowly, in a soft but dangerous tone. "Failure is becoming too much of a habit, Ace. I hope you learnt that in prison."
The Dark Ace kept his head bowed over her hand. "Master…"
"I am disappointed, Dark Ace. You seemed taken with Piper. Perhaps that weakened you."
"T-taken? Master, of course I-
"-You were weak. Never before have I seen such weakness from you Dark Ace…"
Dark Ace kept his mouth tightly closed. Cyclonis looked down at his bowed head and sighed.
"You may rise, Dark Ace." She waved a hand lazily. "I shall forgive you."
His head snapped up. "My Master…I thank you-
"-If you succeed in killing the Storm Hawks." She finished.
The Dark Ace felt his stomach flip. "My… Master…?"
"I want them dead, Dark Ace. I wanted to kill Piper slowly. I wanted to have my fun with her. I wanted you to join me, and I thought you would be happy doing so, seeing as Aerrow is besotted with her. But I'm done with games. Kill them all, Dark Ace. Or suffer the consequences- and it will be the wastelands this time."
The Dark Ace stood slowly. "…Of course, Master."
"Good. Now leave me."
The Dark Ace bowed before retreating.
Piper stood up, her beautiful eyes terrified as she rushed over to Aerrow.
"Well?" She demanded, tendrils falling around her delicate face, feeling sick as she waited.
Aerrow looked at her in disbelief. "Nothing will happen," he said slowly. "Nothing." He repeated, a smile forming on his face.
Piper gasped with delight as she threw herself into his arms, her eyes tightly closed as she pressed kisses into his neck, burrowing her nose into his soft skin.
"Thank god," she breathed, her arms tightening around him as he held her, rocking her gently. "Oh Aerrow, thank god!"
He broke apart from her take her face into his hands, bringing it to his to kiss her passionately. Piper smiled into his mouth and knew he was doing the same as their comrades ran over, cheering them on, knowing they were the luckiest people in the whole of Atmos.
"I have never seen you bend on your regulations before." The voice said silkily. "Such a shame you couldn't do so before with me..."
"Indeed." Irius was shaking as he licked his lips. "Please…I did as you asked…no one suspects...me...please...just… my son…"
The Dark Ace stepped out of the shadows.
"Here he is," The Dark Ace smirked, Irius's son struggling against him as he held a blade to his throat. "Such a shame." He repeated, his smile only widening.
A/N: Yeah... not too happy with this chapter. I don't know why, maybe I insist on putting myself down or something.
But i do hope you enjoyed it. So the Dark Ace has issues, and now we realise he's hatched another plan to kill the Storm Hawks. Please be warned- there will be a death. I won't reveal WHO, but there will be one, i hope you guys aren't sensitive to that, but if you are, please just let me know and i will warn you when the death occurs.
I hope this story isn't losing its sparkle! Because i still have a LOT to get through: but chapter 7 was always planned to not have a lot of substance as the others. Stay tuned, and i promise a bigggg plot for chapter 8!
Reviewers: Gracias, mis bonitas! I am muy grateful! Some replies:
Pascy: Pascy Pascy Pascy. I really do NOT think you are a bitch. I'm serious! I appreciate your feedback, and your criticisms only show me you're reading my story intently ;) Thank you for your reviews!
Without Reprieve: Don't feel bad for feeling sorry for the Dark Ace: That's what i plan to do with this story, confuse my readers with their feelings towards him! Chapter 8 looks into him a lot more. Thank you for your reviews! And you're too kind, that's sweet!
The Fallen One: It was very intense! I thought Chapter 7 should be a little of a breather, and i hope you like it. Thank you for your reviews, your support is great.
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And done! I hope you're all well. I'm sorry this took long: exams, and some personal issues. That's why writing it has taken quite a while, and i feel a bit... put off with this chapter. I hope it's alright anyway!
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