Better Ideas 3
Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2004 9:05 pm
Better Ideas 3
He woke the next morning still feeling a little tired, they had gone all through the previous evening and well into the night. He was alone in the bed, which was rare. He usually got out of bed first. He heard the shower running. His head slowly turned in the direction of the open bathroom door. She stood there, back to him. She stood nude and unaware of his present state. He could barely see her right breast under her arm; small but succulent, they were perfectly proportioned. Hand pulling the blankets off, her head turned slowly to look over her shoulder at him. She smiled almost shyly, a small blush coming to her face. After what they had been doing it seemed a little pointless but she did it anyway. She stepped into the shower, out of view. Pulling a pair of jeans on he walked to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee and grabbing the pack of cigarettes on the counter, quickly putting them back down, quitting had always been at the back of his mind. ‘Might as well start now.’
He poured two cups of coffee and walked back to the bedroom. Hearing the shower turn off he set his down and stepped into the restroom. Mariemeia had a towel wrapped around her chest; it barely reached the top of her thigh.
“I thought you might want a cup of coffee.”
“Thanks.” She said in a soft tone. He stood there after he handed her the mug. “IS there something else?” His eyes moved to the wall behind her, contemplating the answer to her inquiry.
“Why do you never kiss me when we come here?” He asked seriously.
“Do you want me to?” She smiled a little.
“Not particularly, but the other girls always did. I was just curious.” He turned on his heels and finished dressing. They both went their separate ways.
Heero headed to preventors, he decided he would take the job. Une let him in, all he told was that he would accept the job and left. His first mission was in a few days. A mobile suit had been sighted in space on the moon colony, he was to check it out, and if hostile, destroy it.
That was the first mission. He was done in two weeks. When Heero came home, Mariemeia was waiting on him. Luckily for him, he had plenty of sleep on the shuttle home. Mariemeia was not tired at all as he soon found out. He slept in the next morning. She woke before him, but she never left before he was up. He walked into the living room wearing only his jeans. She was curled up on the couch, one of his tank tops almost draped over her small body. She was reading a book, when she noticed he had come in she looked up and back at him, a small smile on her face.
“I borrowed one of your shirts, I hope you don’t mind.” She told him as his gaze rested on her. He nodded slowly at her and sat down. She closed the book and set it on the coffee table. “Mother is asking questions about where I always go and I don’t know what to tell her.” Concern was written on her face as she spoke to him.
“I’ll take care of it.” Mariemeia looked at him with doubt. “Trust me.” He told her in a low tone.
“Ok, but don’t tell her what we’ve been doing, I don’t want her to find out, she’d be mad.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Mariemeia left shortly after, wearing her own clothes. She had classes at the college that day. Heero left for another mission a few days later. Again, he was gone for two weeks, and again, Mariemeia was anxious for him to come back. Mariemeia missed the pleasure he gave her, the sex was always great, and she always left completely satisfied.
Mariemeia walked into her mother’s office, Heero was there, probably just came back and was de-briefing. “Ah, Mariemeia, why didn’t you tell me Heero was helping you with your courses?” Une asked her adopted daughter. Mariemeia gave Heero a slightly surprised look and then turned back to her mother.
“I didn’t want you to think I was doing badly.” She said quickly.
“Oh. Well, don’t forget, the formal party next week. If you don’t want to dance with a bunch of old delegates I suggest you get a date.” She paused for a moment and turned back to Heero. “I’m sorry, you’re dismissed Heero, next assignment is in three days.” Heero left her office and went home. Mariemeia was there a half-hour later. Routines were setting in once again.
A.N. Standard disclaimers apply. Sorry that this one is a little short to, the next should be longer, thanks to Pilot 03 and Kanya Barton for the added input. Until next time…
Zeros Lost Soul
He woke the next morning still feeling a little tired, they had gone all through the previous evening and well into the night. He was alone in the bed, which was rare. He usually got out of bed first. He heard the shower running. His head slowly turned in the direction of the open bathroom door. She stood there, back to him. She stood nude and unaware of his present state. He could barely see her right breast under her arm; small but succulent, they were perfectly proportioned. Hand pulling the blankets off, her head turned slowly to look over her shoulder at him. She smiled almost shyly, a small blush coming to her face. After what they had been doing it seemed a little pointless but she did it anyway. She stepped into the shower, out of view. Pulling a pair of jeans on he walked to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee and grabbing the pack of cigarettes on the counter, quickly putting them back down, quitting had always been at the back of his mind. ‘Might as well start now.’
He poured two cups of coffee and walked back to the bedroom. Hearing the shower turn off he set his down and stepped into the restroom. Mariemeia had a towel wrapped around her chest; it barely reached the top of her thigh.
“I thought you might want a cup of coffee.”
“Thanks.” She said in a soft tone. He stood there after he handed her the mug. “IS there something else?” His eyes moved to the wall behind her, contemplating the answer to her inquiry.
“Why do you never kiss me when we come here?” He asked seriously.
“Do you want me to?” She smiled a little.
“Not particularly, but the other girls always did. I was just curious.” He turned on his heels and finished dressing. They both went their separate ways.
Heero headed to preventors, he decided he would take the job. Une let him in, all he told was that he would accept the job and left. His first mission was in a few days. A mobile suit had been sighted in space on the moon colony, he was to check it out, and if hostile, destroy it.
That was the first mission. He was done in two weeks. When Heero came home, Mariemeia was waiting on him. Luckily for him, he had plenty of sleep on the shuttle home. Mariemeia was not tired at all as he soon found out. He slept in the next morning. She woke before him, but she never left before he was up. He walked into the living room wearing only his jeans. She was curled up on the couch, one of his tank tops almost draped over her small body. She was reading a book, when she noticed he had come in she looked up and back at him, a small smile on her face.
“I borrowed one of your shirts, I hope you don’t mind.” She told him as his gaze rested on her. He nodded slowly at her and sat down. She closed the book and set it on the coffee table. “Mother is asking questions about where I always go and I don’t know what to tell her.” Concern was written on her face as she spoke to him.
“I’ll take care of it.” Mariemeia looked at him with doubt. “Trust me.” He told her in a low tone.
“Ok, but don’t tell her what we’ve been doing, I don’t want her to find out, she’d be mad.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” Mariemeia left shortly after, wearing her own clothes. She had classes at the college that day. Heero left for another mission a few days later. Again, he was gone for two weeks, and again, Mariemeia was anxious for him to come back. Mariemeia missed the pleasure he gave her, the sex was always great, and she always left completely satisfied.
Mariemeia walked into her mother’s office, Heero was there, probably just came back and was de-briefing. “Ah, Mariemeia, why didn’t you tell me Heero was helping you with your courses?” Une asked her adopted daughter. Mariemeia gave Heero a slightly surprised look and then turned back to her mother.
“I didn’t want you to think I was doing badly.” She said quickly.
“Oh. Well, don’t forget, the formal party next week. If you don’t want to dance with a bunch of old delegates I suggest you get a date.” She paused for a moment and turned back to Heero. “I’m sorry, you’re dismissed Heero, next assignment is in three days.” Heero left her office and went home. Mariemeia was there a half-hour later. Routines were setting in once again.
A.N. Standard disclaimers apply. Sorry that this one is a little short to, the next should be longer, thanks to Pilot 03 and Kanya Barton for the added input. Until next time…
Zeros Lost Soul
