[Drabble, Summer Camp Week 6] Summertide 6/9 - Piquant

[Smarty Cat]

One step closer to the end and slogging onward. Soooooo rusty at this writing thing. Inspired by Prompt 6: Barbecue from the 2008 Summer Camp Challenge.

Elemental / Sustaining / Flushed / Glimmer / Flare / now this

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Title: Piquant
Date Completed: May 12, 2009
Series: Gundam Wing
Pairing: 1xR (Heero x Relena)
Word Count: 300

Relena hums beneath her breath as she navigates the extensive outdoor spread that marks a temporary end to the legislative session. Her nose pulls her along on an invisible string to one of the tables, and she represses a squeal of delight at the sight of Arabian barbecue, fondly recalling informal gatherings with Quatre and his staff. Thoughts of Quatre invariably leading to thoughts of the other Gundam pilots, it seems only appropriate that she should turn from a platter of lamb kabobs to find Heero immediately behind her.

"Heero," she breathes, noting the expressionless way that his gaze travels from his own chest to the now mostly empty plate in her hand to her face. All trappings of diplomacy forgotten, Relena stares in horror at the secret spice blend spreading across the front of his white shirt.

With a bitten off yelp of dismay, she drags him out of the main crush of food traffic and proceeds to vigorously dab at the stain with a wet napkin. Her actions prove fruitless, fading it out and spreading it around but failing to eliminate it.

"Don't bother. It's fine."

His hands cover hers, stopping them, and Heero proceeds to shrug out of the shirt, standing comfortably in a sleeveless undershirt that reveals all too well the muscles cording his torso.

Relena's throat grows dry as she recalls the dusk heat of his mouth and his touch. She stares at a smear of sauce remaining on his neck. Would it be imprudent to lick him in public? Probably. Does she care? Oh, dear gracious, not nearly enough.

With her temperature rising and her inhibitions sinking, Relena casts around for a distraction and finds it in the form of the ice cream vendor.

"Heero, I'm sorry. Let me make it up to you?"