The Short Fic Weekly Challenge Thread!
View Single Post
06.29.2012 , 07:07 PM |
Be Careful What You Ask For
Trooper (minor end-game non-trooper spoiler)
“What has gotten into you?!” Aric Jorgan stalked past Sana into their stateroom and threw his bag into the corner with unnecessary force. Sana smothered a laugh and leaned against the door frame.
“Whaaaat?” she said, as innocently as she could manage. Her lips twitched.
“That! That…thing!” he sputtered, jabbing a finger at the tiny white rakling bouncing at Sana’s feet. “I can’t believe you had the gall to go to a briefing with the Supreme Chancellor and her new trade advisers and bring THAT!”
“Aww, they loved him, just like you do,” she crouched down next to the growling critter and grinned up at six feet of seething Cathar.
“How we even have our commissions after your pet BIT SENATOR MORNAL’S LEG I have NO idea!!”
“It was just his ankle.”
“You..!” Aric threw up his hands and swung around to face the wall, hands on his hips and muttering to himself.
She stood up, shooed the rakling out of the room as she shut the door, and walked over to Aric, sliding her arms around his waist and resting her cheek against his solid back.
“It’s killing you that you can’t cuss me out like one of your subordinates, isn’t it?”
“You would not believe how much I want to rip you apart right now,” he growled through clenched teeth, the muscles in his back tense.
Sana slipped around to face him. “Hm, sounds interesting.”
Aric went completely and utterly still, his eyes fixed on her, “Don’t push me.”
It took no time whatsoever for him to smash her against the wall, his kiss full of pent up aggression, quickly ridding her of the armor she’d worn to the ill-fated briefing.
Some time later….
Sana woke up, tangled in sheets, with a muscled arm and leg pinning her down. She looked over at her mate, who was awake and watching her. He looked deep in thought.
"He's not on his best behavior in public..." he muttered rolling over and covering his eyes with his forearm.
"You said 'he's not on his best behavior in public' to the Supreme Chancellor."
"So I did," she said, snuggling up against him and yawning. He tucked his arm around her, eyes fixed on the ceiling.
"How long have you been trying to convince Saresh that Havoc Squad shouldn't be part of her publicity tour of the core worlds?"
"Going on nine weeks."
"Nope. I've tried, Garza's tried, heck, Admiral Revald apparently made a personal call to give her hell for even considering pulling us out of action for a political stunt."
"And you brought your pet rakling to a briefing."
"Poor thing was bored."
He turned his head to give her a long look. She gave him a tiny grin.
"Think she got the message?"
"What message would that be?" Sana blinked innocently, "That dangerous creatures sometimes embarrass their handlers when they take them places they shouldn't?"
"This could damage our reputation with the Senate."
"Saresh is too practical to cause us problems, everyone hates Mornal, and I think Cholden is sweet on me,” she said, sitting up and swinging her feet off the bed, “After the way he looked at me today, I'm sure I'll be getting a call from him soon. I wonder what I should wear...”
The low growl behind her was all the warning she had before an arm snaked around her waist, and she ended up right back where she wanted to be. She grinned up at Aric, “Too bad for him, I’m taken.”
"Yeah, too bad." His smile was intent as he lowered his head.
I loves my grumpy brooding men.
aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?
My Name is Solomon Crae
The Man in the Box