Hobbie got to his feet and held a hand to Feni.
She slipped
her fingers into his and pulled herself up.
He smiled and led her back to the boat, once there,
he grabbed her waist and lifted her up so she could easily get in, before
climbing up after her.
Once
he was standing more firmly on the boat, she wrapped her hand around the
back of his neck, pulling his lips to hers for a quick, but empassioned
kiss.
He rested a hand on her back as he kissed her, willingly
giving as well as he got. He pulled away breathlessly and smiled at her.
Grinning
a level of brightness and joy that had been too long absent from the usually
cheerful mechanic, Fen's hand slid down his arms to take his hands. "Alright,
where are these sandwhiches?"
He nodded to one of the seats, and moved to lift the
seat to reveal a built in cooler.
Getting
quite comfy on the seat, sitting cross legged, she watched her speedoed
companion. "Alright, so I know about that whole 'Nice Rear Lt' story, buy
I've now seen his and yours, and well... I like yours better."
Hobbie said nothing, for he didn't quite know WHAT
to say. He turned and gave her a grinder of her own, then got his own,
and a few fizzes out before closing the seat again and sitting upon it.
Well,
it was just one of those things that she kinda said before really thinking
about it. "Thanks. These look really good." She wasn't all that hungry,
but she could always finish the rest later.
"They usually are," and so he tucked in.
A few
silent bites later, she had to pause just to enjoy the numminess. "These
are so good, Hobbie!"
He looked up and smiled, his mouth full so he could
not speak.
Leaning
back against the railing, she let the breeze catch her hair, starting the
drying process as she enjoyed the day and idly munched on her grinder.
As he ate, he watched her. The way the breeze caught
strands of hair, blowing them about seductively in the wind. He couldn't
help but sigh a happy sigh.
That
gentle sigh drew her eyes to him, a curious smile on her face. "Credit
for your thoughts?"
He shrugged, and smiled.
"Sounds
nice," she winked and took another small bite.
He chuckled, and finished up quickly before sitting
back with his fizz to regard her.
Finishing
about half of her sandwhich, she wrapped it back up and set it aside for
later, moving to nurse her fizz.
He let the silence drag on as he watched her. He
couldn't tire of it, he believed.
She lost
track of the minutes that she knew he was watching her. A few times it
brought a blush to her face, though it would fade eventually. Finally though,
"Do I have mustard on my face or something?"
He shook his head, "No, no you don't."
Hobbie smiled at Feni, "Just looking."
"Oh,
that's alright then. You may proceed." She lifted her chin a bit as if
posing for a portrait, schooling her face to impassivity.
He chuckled and set down his fizz, moving to sit beside
her. "Alright, t hen."
In a
fluid movement, she unfolded her legs and swung them over Hobbie's lap.
"Nice of you to join me."
He rested one hand down to run along her smoothe fine
gams. "Nice of you to allow me," he chuckled, resting another arm about
her shoulders.
"Allow?"
Her brows flicked upward. "And here I thought I was being priviledged
with your company away from base for a day."
"I guess it depends on the point of view, Fen."
"I can
accept that." She traced the lines of his chin, her fingers dancing gently
over his skin adoringly.
He gathered her closer, moving her so she sat in his
lap while he rested his arms about her, "you know what, Fen?"
"What?"
"I could stay like this forever... well, if it weren't
for the fact that we'd probably starve."
"We have
the other half of my grinder. That could last us at least until midnight
tonight, right?" The innocent hope in her face brightened a bit with the
wide smile in her eyes.
He chuckled and as an answer dipped his head down
to kiss her.
What
was their kiss count up to? Or had it been long enough that she'd lost
track? Her arms draped gently over his shoulders, her fingers linking behind
his neck as she returned the kiss.
One hand rested on her thigh as he moved his mouth
over hers to deepen their kiss lovingly.
A pick
up in the breeze pushed whispy tendrils of hair against their faces, though
there was hardly room between, and prickled gooseflesh up on her arms and
legs. Hobbie's embrace around her warmed her almost immediately in counter
to the
breeze, only melting her more against him.
He didn't break their kiss, perse - though he did
trail small kisses along her cheekbone to her ear, which he nibbled lightly.
Elliciting
more shivers to run down her spine, tightening her arms around him.
He held her more tightly with one hand, while the
one on her thigh began to brush it gently. Then he finally pulled away
and looked her in the eye.
"Oh gods, Fen - if I don't stop...." he let the thought
hang, his eyes speaking the words he would not.
Her eyes
seemed a bit darker, though not by too much. She nodded slowly, unlocking
her arms from around his neck to brush a few fingers over his lips. "I
understand."
He smiled in his sad way, and sighed as he hugged
her closely. "I love you," he whispered into her hair. "That's why."
The way
he held her, his breath on her neck through her damp hair, the depth in
his voice, all of it brought tears to her eyes as he hugged her, holding
her so tight. "I love you too, Hobbs."
He said nothing in response, simply nuzzling into
her neck and resting with her comfourtable in his arms.
She squeezed
him tighter a moment, letting the tears subside without falling. "Heaven,"
she whispered very softly.
"Hm?" he questioned wordlessly, not moving.
"Heaven,"
she repeated clearer this time.
"What about it," he pulled away just enough to look
at her questioningly.
"I've
found it," she gazed adoringly into his eyes, forgetting about everything
else that had ever plagued her mind.
He smiled sadly, raising a hand and brushing her cheek
with his thumb. "I'm glad," he said softly.
She nuzzled
her cheek against his hand, her eyes drifting closed with the gentle hint
of a smile curling her lips.
He just gazed adoringly at her.
She sighed
softly before opening her eyes to meet Hobbie's.
He smiled softly, his eyes gazing into her own.
"Ok,
I'm going to try this again. Credit for your thoughts?"
"Just thinking about how wonderful you are, and how
lucky I am right now, this moment."
Her smile
widened a bit before she pressed a kiss to his chin. "See, I told you
no one only ever has bad luck."
He bit back the response that came readily to mind.
"Sure, Fen."
Her hand
cupped his cheek as she looked very firmly into his eyes. "Hobbie, I want
you to remember something for me, alright?"
"What's that?"
"I love
you and I won't let a thing happen to me while I'm with you. Nothing is
going to happen to me. I swear it."
"I," am afraid to, "Hope so. Yes," he smiled halfheartedly.
