![]() You wished the memory of yesterday into the past. Your eyes fluttered shut, and allowed the wind to curl around you, sweeping a new chill through you as Buffalo’s hair propelled you both back to Calesta faster than any ship could sail you. Instead of the ice cold charcoal black eyes, all you saw were a pair of warm muted red-brown eyes. You told yourself not to think about the way the vice admiral’s face had loomed close to yours, had filled most of your vision, behind him a backdrop of the bubbles of the Sabaody Archipelago in a blur.īut you didn’t see the vice admiral. The thought that lingered at the end, wasn’t the anger, but a moment much earlier in the day. Once you had calmed down, stripped away that anger to the root of the words the vice admiral had thrown at you, you couldn’t help dissecting every part of that little job. You felt the light breeze, caused by Buffalo’s flight against your face.ĭespite how angry you had been after yesterday’s little event, that wasn’t what had dominated your waking hours of last night. You stared at the endless sky, feeling the weight of the bags under your eyes.Īnd told yourself not to think of yesterday. And the sky above you was clear and just a little chilly. You sat on his back, your elbow on your raised knee, and your chin rested in your hand.īelow you the clouds were white and fluffy and thick. Nor the shadows under your eyes that looked blacker than any that he had seen before, and that the concealer you were wearing barely covered without a more expert touch. He had spotted your mood in the morning, the moment you emerged from Castelle’s, and knew better than to comment on it. Stats: Published: Updated: Words: 556,106 Chapters: 105/? Comments: 662 Kudos: 1,035 Bookmarks: 123 Hits: 42,928īuffalo flew steadily back to Calesta. kinky ideas sometimes vanilla execution. ![]() Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings.
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