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Rugby Championships, Part 6 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 60)

This entry is part 60 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Reunited again!

Nate stood in the middle of the field, trying to extinguish the shadow of frustration that tainted his greatest triumph. He looked at the cheering masses, the gold confetti raining from above, his teammates celebrating with the cup. It was all so perfect, but he wished he could share this moment with Adelie. She wouldn’t even be able to watch it live, nor would she be able to see everything on TV. He wanted to kick something, but Jake’s heavy hand slapped his shoulder first.
“Don’t be sad. Look who’s here.”
“Huh?” He turned and couldn’t believe his eyes. Through a veil of gold confetti rain, a group of young women and men in Westerhaven Academy blue picked their way across the field. It couldn’t be, but one slender figure looked very familiar, and then she saw him and walked up to him. His face contorted into a smile while his chest wrangled with a sob of relief. Adelie! Adelie was here! And then she was in his arms, enveloped in the biggest bear hug he was able to deliver short of breaking her back. She held on to him just as tightly, hands grabbed fistfuls of jersey on his back. He buried his face in her hair, refreshing his memory with its scent. Adelie.
“Oh, how I missed this.” Her glorious voice.
He allowed for the tiniest amount of breathing space between them, still trying to understand how it came that she was in his arms. “How… why… what are you all doing here?”
She chuckled, her eyes full of mischievous sparkle. “The Academy Rugby Association decided it would be nice for the players to have their partners there after the final. So we got shipped here three days ago. They boarded us in an excellent hotel, gave us the full sightseeing tour, and we had our own box near the twenty yards line for the match.”
“You saw the game.” He still couldn’t believe he wasn’t dreaming.
She wound her hands around his neck, tilted her head backwards and smiled. “Yes, I saw the game. Everything. I’m so proud of you.”
“You saw my try!” Finally, his brain caught up with what she was saying. “So I did hear you yell! I didn’t imagine things!”
“Yeah, you probably did. I nearly killed my throat again that moment.”
He lifted her up and spun around with her. She squealed, and it was the happiest sound he’d ever heard. His Adelie, his little Spitfire. He put her down again and they hugged in a drunken state of dizzy happiness. Their eyes and foreheads met and the surrounding world went mute. Her soft palm cupped his cheek, her thumb brushed carefully over his bruised skin. “You look awful.”
“I know. Doesn’t hurt, though.”
“Wait ’til the adrenaline drops.”
“I don’t care. I have you. I finally have you back.”
“Hey champ, you left me… not the other way ’round.”
“Sorry, won’t happen again. No, sir.”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
He obliged because that was an order he could not resist, nor did he want to. Their nose tips rubbed against each other, her breath was warm on his skin, and no gold confetti could sparkle as beautiful as her eyes. A mutual sigh. Her hands moved into his hair, his tightened around her shoulders. The sensation of something getting loose that had been stuck before. Sound returned, and suddenly the colours were more vibrant than before.
Adelie marvelled at the view of the city spread out before her like a toy land. Shanghai Five was bathed in the pink glow of dawn, pouring in through the crystal clear hull of the dome that protected the city’s inhabitants from the planet’s harmful atmosphere outside. The morning’s first monorails zipped along their rails through the maze of high rises. Space was scarce, so Shanghai Five was a multi-storey town, with gardens and parks and bridges connecting the buildings on every level. Rumours had it that some people had not been to the ground in decades. Soft snoring made her abandon the view and turn around. They had just returned from a night of celebrating, and Nate laid on the bed sleeping. The state he was in though caused her to smile. He had managed to get off his shoes, jacket and dress pants, but then exhaustion must have overwhelmed him, and he had fallen asleep, legs still on the floor. Gently shaking her head, she stepped closer, the moss-green fabric of her evening gown rustling from the movement. Lovingly she lifted his legs up, pulled off his socks and draped the blanket over him. She had to find a way to get his shirt off later. For now, she needed to get out of the dress and into her own PJs too, maybe she could catch a wink of sleep before they had to leave in the afternoon to return to Westerhaven.
She stood in front of the large mirror over the desk next to the bed and pulled out the pins that held her hair up. One after the other, chestnut curls fell on her shoulders. Morning light streamed into the room, and she made a mental note to close the drapes before she’d crawl into bed.
“You look like a goddess. A goddess of the morning.” Nate’s voice was slurred from too much champagne, exhaustion and sleep, but it also had this rich, dark timbre that never failed to give her goosebumps. She turned around. He’d braced himself on his elbow, looking at her almost mesmerised.
“Sorry for falling asleep.”
“Don’t be, my mighty warrior.” This made him laugh, and he sat up to rub his hands over his face.
“Don’t feel so mighty right now, to be honest.”
“Darling, you had a very long and very exciting night. It’s allowed to feel like minced meat. A lot happened.” Adelie had finished hunting the hundreds of pins in her hair. She took a comb and put a least a little order into her hair, then she zipped open the dress to take it off. Nate sucked in his breath sharply.
“So that’s what you’re hiding under such a formal affair? Good golly, if I’d known this, I’d dragged you up here right after desserts.”
This made her laugh, and she climbed onto the enormous white bed, silk stockings and lace panties and all. He grinned, suddenly looking not so tired anymore. “Let me help you with this,” she said, tugging at his crumpled white dress shirt.
“Thanks. The shoulder is not happy,” he groaned. She gave him a peck on the cheek, then pushed the shirt over his shoulders and helped him free his arms. “You’re the best.”
“Do you need anything else?”
He shook his head. “No, besides you I don’t need anything.”
His arm wound around her waist, then he pulled her close enough to lean his forehead against hers. Nose tips brushed against cheeks, lips almost touched. The heat of his body radiated out to her, and she found his familiar scent on his skin, peppered with traces of champagne. He breathed tender kisses between her eyebrows, on the corner of her eye, her temple, near her ear. Her guts unclenched like a fist she’d balled without noticing as she answered him in the same vein, brushing her lips over all the battle wounds he’d suffered. The stitches over his left eyebrow, the cut on his cheek, the shadow of a fading black eye. Eventually, he softly cupped her chin, and they made eye contact. Sun-faded indigo once again seemed to fill out her vision.
“You know, after you’ve been underwater and come up, when you take your first gulp of fresh air?” His voice was only a quiet whisper.
“Yeah?” Hers too.
“This is how I feel right now. I feel like I’d held my breath for four weeks and only now I can breathe again. I missed you so much, in so many unexpected ways…”
Water welled up in her eyes, and she took his beloved face into her hands. “I love you.”
His knuckle caught an errant tear. “I love you too, babe. So much.”
“So we’re dancing on the rings of Saturn, laughing at gravity?” Her lips brushed along his, a sweet half-kiss, as his arms slid around her and she found herself down in the pillows with him. He chuckled while he contemplated her face with a loving expression.
“Yes, I’m laughing at gravity. You’re not afraid when you found your home in the arms of a great woman.”
“I’m your home.” She had no word to describe how happy this made her, but her broad smile probably told him anyway. He bowed his head and nuzzled the crook of her neck. She wrapped her arms around his massive torso and pulled him on top of her.
“Yes, you are.”
As she lost herself in his kiss, she realised that he was hers too.

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Rugby Championships, Part 5 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 59)

This entry is part 59 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

More letter writing.

Dearest Adelie,
coming into my room after dinner to a new message from you is certainly my highlight of the day. And I hope that you like waking up to one from me every morning. My shoulder still hurts from the crash with Lexington, but the doc is confident that I’ll be able to play in the final. Holy crap, I still can’t believe we made it all the way to the end. We’re all equal parts excited and terrified. What an honour, what a chance – but Whitestone won’t be easy. Heck, neither of our opponents was easy, but I’m not sure our usual tactic will work against them. Oh, how I wish you’d be here, with your tactical finesse. I often find myself thinking: “Now, what would Adelie say, with her razor-sharp mind?” You’d probably say, don’t use the same tactic anyway, because this makes us predictable, and you’re so right. I miss you, babe. You and your feminine ways. You know how male pilots are, but I don’t think you can imagine what happens when you put a bunch of them into close quarters for a few weeks. The testosterone’s dripping off the walls. I can assure you when we’ll see each other again, you won’t get out of bed for a week. Like a mad man, I crave the sweet touch of your lips, the silky friction of your velvety skin against mine. I need to hear you sigh when I kiss the pulse point on your neck, and your moans when I go lower. Your hands restlessly ransacking my hair when you kiss me. I want to make you quiver and squirm and go taut with anticipation. I long to be buried deep inside you, when your body arches and muscles ripple all around me, because nothing, nothing feels as good to me as you do. Sorry to go all troglodyte at you, but when the day is done, and all polite conversation is over, I’m just a man, and I need my woman. Badly.
Yours always,
please never apologise for having needs – even if this need includes my body. I do have an inner troglodette who wants and misses you too. If you want to make me all hot and bothered, keep writing me letters like this. There’s a void inside me that demands to be filled with you. I want to be wrapped all around you, feel you, cradle you within me. I want to surrender to your kisses, I want to be swept away in a flood of exquisite emotions that only you seem to be able to coax from me. Your lips. On mine. On my skin. Always knowing where I like them, where I need them most. You always seem to know what I need – how do you do that? I don’t want to sound shallow, and there are many ways in which your absence reminds me of how wonderful you are, as a man, as my partner, as a cook, but right now, I miss your qualities as my lover most.
Looking forward to a week in bed with you,

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Rugby Championships, Part 4 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 58)

This entry is part 58 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Writing letters to each other.

Dear Nate,
I’m glad to hear that you arrived safely and that you’re happy with the hotel. Nothing’s worse than bad lodgings. The guide has done me good service all the time the tour stayed in Shanghai Five. I don’t know if it’s still there, but if you get a chance, try Fong’s at the corner of Emerson and Gibraltar Avenue – they have the best Dim Sum. Everything’s the same here in good old Westerhaven. Only you are missing. It was weird to go to bed last night without you and very lonely without you cooking breakfast this morning. My attempts to reproduce your fluffy pancakes failed miserably, but I followed your recipe to a t. Clearly, there’s a trick you haven’t shown me yet.
Take care,
your Adelie
My dear Adelie,
I’m exhausted beyond words. But we made it to the semi-final! Did you watch the game? It was a battle! The masseur here is lacking your talents, though, and I’m very much in need of your capable hands. No, not just your hands. All of you. I thought I’d miss our intimacy the most, and goodness, how do I miss it, but to my surprise the little things sting more. Jake and I found Fong’s but his palate isn’t as refined as yours, and he was more interested in the cute waitress anyway. Dining there with you would’ve been a lot more pleasant. You would have made remarks about the quality of the food and not some poor girl’s ample chest. But you’re not here. There’s no one to welcome me with sympathy and a warm hug when I come back to the hotel after a gruelling training session. I miss your hand slipping into mine when I walk down a street and your excitement when something catches your eye. Your giggles when I say something funny. Your little tactical lectures over dinner. Did I ever tell you that I’ve gotten heaps and bounds better in air combat since I met you? Your words don’t fall on barren lands, I’m listening and take them to heart! Although I know I’ll never gonna be a tactical mastermind like you. But to be honest, right now I just want to feel your arms around me, your soothing voice in my ear, and fall asleep. My body is still screaming bloody murder at me, and the game was yesterday! I hope I’ll be able to stand upright after the semi-final, no matter the outcome.
I miss you,
My poor baby,
I hope you’re feeling better when you’re reading this. I’m so, so proud of you all! Yes, I watched the game – Bob and Eddy asked me to come over, and we yelled a lot at the screen. I was peering through my fingers when I wasn’t yelling, though. Nearly died because it was so close! It was painful to see your face so bloody and bruised and not being able to comfort you afterwards. Being stuck here in Westerhaven without the excitements of a new city, I feel there’s a Nate-shaped hole in my life right now. I’ve gotten so quickly used to be able to tell you the happenings of the day. Having you sit across the table, grinning, gesticulating, telling me about your day. It’s so darn quiet all the time. I even miss your obnoxious way of falling out of bed in the morning and doing a hundred push-ups right away! But hey, I haven’t burned down the kitchen yet in my attempts to get the pancakes right, that does count as success, doesn’t it? The days are okay, I can find enough to distract myself from your absence, but the nights give me trouble. First the quiet apartment, then I have a hard time falling asleep without your warm body next to mine. I’m lying awake and wonder if my bed has always been this big and empty. I wake up in the small hours of the morning because there’s no one snoring softly into my ear. They always say absence makes the heart grow fonder… I know what they mean now.
Lots of kisses on every bruise,

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Rugby Championships, Part 3 (Alpha & Omega Episode 57)

This entry is part 57 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Saying goodbye is hard.

Nate watched her standing beside the huge bus that was about to ferry them to Lewiston Space Travel Terminal. Adelie shivered in the cold morning air. She looked a little lost and miserable. There were other player’s partners too, and none of them seemed particularly happy. He stepped next to her and touched her arm. “Hey. Take this.” He wrapped her in his team hoodie.
“You’ll get cold!” She protested, but snuggled into the warmth of the jacket nevertheless.
“I have a spare.”
“Thank you.”
“It will keep you warm as long as I’m away.”
The coach interrupted them by clapping his hands and yelling: “Okay boys, 5 more minutes, then it’s time to get this show on the road.”
Adelie’s eyes got wide, and she swallowed. “I hate saying goodbye.”
He pulled her into a fierce embrace, pressed his lips to hers and relished in the way she melted against him.
“Good luck.” She whispered, smoothing his hair. “Win the trophy.” Another long kiss. He was sure it wouldn’t tide him over to the end of the adventure.
“Yes, ma’am. I’ll write every day. Maybe I can find an interstellar phone box and call when we’ve arrived.”
“I’d appreciate the effort, but don’t. It’s hellishly expensive. 5 credits the minute. Let’s write instead. Works better with different timezones too.” She lovingly adjusted the collar of his shirt. “Now go forth and bring pride to Westerhaven. I’ll be a good girlfriend and wait for your return.” She attempted a brave smile.
“Time to go! Havisham, hurry up!”
One last, quick, insufficient kiss, then he was dragged into the bus. Outside he could see the girls huddle, waving as the bus pulled away. They were on the road.
He sat down next to Jake, who eyed him suspiciously. “Man, what’s up with you? We’re going to Lewiston Space Terminal! We’re going to Shanghai Five! And you look like you’re getting a root canal.”
“Adventures are only half as fun when your partner in crime is missing.”
My dear Adelie,
we made it safe and sound to Shanghai Five, after twenty-four hours of tedious travel. Shanghai Five is as breathtaking as you described it. The domes are amazing! We are in the centre one, close to the stadium and the famous night district. I think you’d like the hotel and I much rather share my room with you than with Jake. Our room is on the 25th floor, and we have a breathtaking view over the hanging gardens and the stadium. You can imagine how surprised I was when I found your sweet gift – I don’t know when and how you managed to smuggle the little bear and the restaurant guide into my bag. Jake is game to go sightseeing with me so this will come in handy. You are so sweet, and I miss you very much. I’m exhausted and will now go to bed and dream of you.

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Rugby Championships, Part 2 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 56)

This entry is part 56 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Our heroes discuss what happens when jokes become reality.

Nate’s kiss poured a golden glow into every crack and fissure of Adelie’s anxious heart until she could breathe again. He held her together with his strong arms until she wasn’t falling apart anymore and the painful idea of a life without him retreated.
“Thank you,” she mumbled into the folds of his shirt, bringing out his great chuckle. She looked up, diving into the blue of his eyes with abandon because they were her own personal sky. She expected them to be full of mirth, ready to tease her with her silliness, but instead she found him just as undone as she was. He wasn’t just holding her, he was as much holding on to her as she was to him.
“Thank you for taking your job as my guardian angel so seriously.” His chest expanded with a deep sigh, and he lovingly brushed away her hair while his gaze swept her face. “Guess, it’s not just a silly joke anymore.”
She chuckled. “Was it ever just a joke?”
Their eyes met, and he cleared his throat. “I think it started as one. But it became real quickly. As…” He stopped and looked at the ceiling. “As our feelings for each other? From friendship to attraction to… to something bigger. But we don’t trust this feeling yet.”
“No, we don’t.” She took his hand and laced her fingers through his. His thumb brushed along her index finger. “Right now, I’m feeling as if we’re both standing on a very large pogo ball, like on the rings of Saturn. And we’re holding on to each other so neither falls off, and we don’t – but it’s not a stable act yet.”
He grinned. “That’s the most accurate description of my emotional state I’ve ever heard.” Excitedly, he turned and propped himself up on his elbow, not letting go of her hand. “But I’m convinced that one day we reach the stability we both desire. We will dance on the rings of Saturn and laugh at gravity. We will, babe, we will.”
Those blue eyes, sparkling with utmost sincerity and enthusiasm. His smile, bright and happy and contagious. She wrapped her arms around his neck and shoulders and pulled him down. Yes, he was worth learning how to defy the laws of physics.
He was also worth sacrificing her vocal chords, as she discovered the next day. Neither Adelie nor Leslie had any voice left after the eighty minutes were over, and Westerhaven celebrated a victory by a mere point difference. She met her knight at the sideline, dirty and bloody and bruised, but wearing the biggest smile.
“We won, babe! We won!” He lifted her up and spun her around until she squealed.
“You made it to the playoffs!”
He put her down, very abruptly. “What’cha done to your voice?”
“I cheered you to victory.” She sounded like the rusty water pump in the farmhouse garden. Nate’s mouth twitched, but he succeeded in keeping a straight face. Until she spoke again. “I’m so proud of you!”
He chortled. “Gosh, that sounds painful. And thanks for your commitment, I’m sure it made a difference.” He wrapped her into one of his bear hugs. “Thanks, babe, I know it wasn’t easy for you,” he whispered into her ear. She framed his face with her hands.
“Tiger, you deserve to go to the playoffs so, so much. All of you. You worked so hard to bring Westerhaven back after twenty years of absence. Yes, it’s hard for me to see you go, but damn, I was once a competitive athlete, and I want you to win that trophy.” Her voice was reduced to a rough whisper, but he understood her nonetheless in the celebrating crowds and clutched her tightly. He looked around and then back to her.
“You know… I better get you home and make you a hot milk with honey, to appease your vocal cords. I don’t want you to ruin your lovely voice.”
“But don’t you want to celebrate with your teammates?” Adelie pulled a face as her hoarse pipes eliminated all emphasis. Nate still had trouble not to burst into laughter when she spoke, as his twinkling eyes betrayed. He shook his head.
“I’m dead on my feet, it was a hard match. We’ll leave for Shanghai Five in three days, and I rather spend as much time with you as possible until then. I’ll see the boys long enough during our trip.” He put his arm around her waist and steered them towards the exit. “Let’s go home, babe. Shower, hot milk, cuddle time. I need that right now.”
She snuggled close, absolutely d’accord with his priorities. Three days wasn’t a lot of time left with him.

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Rugby Championships, Part 1 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 55)

This entry is part 55 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Adelie and Nate face the first rough point in their relationship.

“If Haystack isn’t careful, the Princess is going to roast his tail feathers.” Jake stared through his binoculars to get a better view of the happenings in the sky. Nate shoved his hands deeper into the pockets of his parka to keep them from freezing.
“He’ll be lucky if she doesn’t do worse to him…”
“Come on, come on… boom! There, Haystack’s toast.”
“Told ya so.”
The sky was a muddy grey, and the ground did its best to blend with it under a blotchy blanket of snow. The only upside of the terribly cold weather was that the Stingray cockpits didn’t reach oven temperatures as fast as they usually did. Nate couldn’t help but sigh proudly as Adelie touched down perfectly. Jake nudged him. “Stop being so star-struck.”
“You’re just jelly that you don’t have such a kick-ass girlfriend.” He sauntered over to where Adelie had brought her Stingray to a stop. The bubble canopy swung open, and she pulled off her helmet. Wisps of hair stuck to her sweaty forehead and her cheeks glowed pink.
“Nate!” He lived for the way she beamed at him whenever she saw him. “What are you doing here?”
“I have radar exercises soon. Hunting tiny things hidden in the woods. How boring. Awesome dogfight, by the way.”
With a laugh, his beautiful girlfriend exited her plane and climbed down the ladder. “Thank you. Haystack isn’t as difficult to beat as you are.”
He longed to sweep her into his arms and kiss her in the shelter of the plane, but they had a “No kisses on base” agreement, and he knew Adelie wouldn’t sway one iota from her professionalism as long as both of them were wearing flight suits.
“But he’s one of the few true opponents you still have left since Payne refuses to pitch us against each other again.”
“Silly man fears for his equipment…” She shook her head.
“I don’t care as long as this fear means he pairs us up all the time.”
Her hand slipped into his as they walked back. Jake welcomed them with a grin. “What a start to the weekend… nice show of force up there, Adelie. Very impressive.”
“Thank you, Jake.”
“Are you coming to the rugby game tomorrow? I’ll bet Nate has enlisted you for support. If we win, we’re going to the playoffs in Shanghai Five!”
“Yes, and how exciting would that be! Of course, I’ll be there tomorrow.” There was a strange pitch in her voice, and it strummed the string of worry in his stomach. Nate followed her to her locker.
“You’ve got a problem with the playoffs, babe.” He leant against the adjacent locker, watching her stowing her stuff.
“I don’t.”
“Yes, you do. Your voice goes all flat, and your excitement sounds forced.”
She sighed and placed her helmet more carefully than necessary on the top shelf of her locker. She slowly closed the door and locked it, then turned and leant against its metal surface. As her eyes met his, they were large and full of reluctance. He stepped closer, wishing he could wrap her in his arms. No chance. Adelie smoothed the parka over his shoulders.
“I don’t really want to talk about it here and now.”
“Will you tell me tonight?”
She let him wait until after dinner when they were comfortable snuggled up on her bed. With her securely in his arms, he decided to press the matter again.
“So, about the playoffs thing… what’s your trouble?”
Adelie sighed. “It’s foolish. I’m worried… worried that something’s going to happen to you.” Exasperated she tugged at his shirt. “As I said, it’s stupid.”
He gently massaged her neck. “There’s nothing stupid about caring for someone and being worried.” Her eyes glistened. He knew the look on her face, he had seen it before, on Bunker Hill. She was struggling with her emotions and losing. A tear escaped and coursed over her cheek as she looked at him with her damn big brown eyes that had the power to do him in. He needed an out, and unlike the last time she unravelled in his arms, he had one. Tenderly he touched his lips to hers. A sigh. For a while he just held her, kissing her softly now and then. Her hand had slipped under his shirt, stroking his waist.
Eventually, she broke the silence. “When you collapsed on the field, I’ve been so scared like never before in my life. It’s very hard to watch you play since then. Every tackle feels like I’m tackled too. The thought that something could happen to you… that I could lose you…” She shook her head, unable to speak anymore. But he needed no words to understand. Pulling her tightly against him, he kissed her again, trying to tell her without words how important she was to him.

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New Horizons, Part 5 (Alpha & Omega, Episode 54)

This entry is part 54 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Adelie does her darn best to get Nate back on his feet.

Nate had waited all day long to hear Adelie’s footsteps on the porch. He put his book away as she slipped out of her boots in the hallway and the clinks of the coat hangers told him she’d gotten out of her coat. Then his door opened, and her head poked through. A smile appeared as their eyes met.
“Hey. How’s my favourite patient?” She stepped into the room and closed the door, then sat down on the bed next to him.
“Bored to death.”
“Awwww,” Adelie grinned and bowed down to kiss him. Her hair fell over her shoulder, it smelled of fresh cold air. Tiny water droplets sat in it, glinting like diamonds in the light of his lamp.
“Your hair’s wet,” he murmured.
“It’s snowing again. How’s your head?”
“First day without any headaches. I still get dizzy when I get up too fast.” He moved to give her some room and she settled into his arms. She wore one of her super soft white angora sweaters and slim wool pants – it really must be cold outside. “Doc said I can go back to school on Monday, but no flying. Or rugby.”
“That’s great news. I miss our lunch breaks. And you’ll be flying soon enough, Tiger.” She breathed a kiss on his cheek.
“I could get used to you sleeping here every night, though.”
Adelie giggled. “Sure. Even Eddy joked why I don’t move in already.”
Nate buried his face in her hair again. “He just wants someone to talk cars over breakfast.”
“You just want to get laid every night…” Her fingers curled into his hair. He poked his into her waist.
“As if you wouldn’t…”
She laughed and shoved him playfully. “To be honest, I wouldn’t mind a break.”
He snaked his arm around her. “I’m sorry to hear that.”
“Going all growly and sexy won’t help, Mister. You’re not exactly a small size, and I begin to feel quite raw down there.”
This snapped him out of the haze that always clouded his brain when he was close to her gorgeous body. “What? Seriously?”
“A little. It’s okay.”
He hooked a finger into the waistband of her pants. “Let me kiss it and make it better.”
Giggles. A tug on his t-shirt. “You can hold me.”
A demand he gladly fulfilled. Adelie burrowed into him like a small critter seeking shelter and he wondered if she had had a rough day.
“Did Payne give you a hard time?” He brushed soothing kisses on top of her head, feeling her body in his arms slowly unwind. She shook her head and sighed.
“No. It was just was a long and exhausting week.”
He rubbed her back. “C’mere. Relax.”
They fell silent. Soon, Adelie’s breathing became deep and regular, and her body slack. Her head rested on its rightful place on his shoulder, her hand on his stomach and one leg was hooked around his. He remembered how he told Jake how great it was to have her fall asleep in his arms. It still was. Calm and peace seeped from her to him, filled him, recharged him in a way nothing else could. He fitted his hand over hers on his belly, and she made a tiny contented sound. His heart somersaulted with joy.
“I like it when you hold me,” she murmured sleepily.
“I’ve known since Bunker Hill. That moment, when you just couldn’t keep it together anymore. But you let me hold you. Guess I fell for you then and there.”
Her fingers laced through his. “I can’t exactly pinpoint the day I fell for you. But I knew that I liked you a lot more than I thought after you broke Pat’s nose.”
More minutes of silence. He played with the silky strands of her ponytail, and she drew circles on his chest. Snowflakes fell outside the window, white swirls against the winter darkness. He heard how Eddy and Snoot came in from a long and cold day in the workshop, Eddy stomping his boots on the porch to knock off the snow. It must accumulate by now. Maybe they could go on a walk through a transformed winter wonderland tomorrow. Adelie had nodded off again. No matter how enticing her body was to him, he should be a gentleman and grant her a full night of sleep. She had spent every night since his accident with him, but they hadn’t slept a lot. And unlike him, she wasn’t on sick leave and had to attend classes and flight training. Remorse swept through him that he had ignored it and on top of it made her feel chafed. His fingertips found her neck under her hair, and he gently massaged it. Happy purrs were his reward. He tapped her shoulder.
“Hey your majesty, are you planning to move any time soon?”
A grumbled groan. “Not a majesty, not moving.”
“Aren’t you hungry?”
He rolled to his side, forcing her to slide off him. Her gaze was unguarded admiration and happiness. She reached up and pushed her fingers through his hair. “You’re so comfy.”
“You’re a little sleepyhead.”
She also was just the right amount of dishevelled and cute. His plan about getting food got abandoned in favour of staying with her. Brown eyes contemplated him lovingly as she traced his features with her fingertips. He moved to touch his lips to hers. Adelie tilted her head, and her arms wound around his neck. Her warm breath blanketed his skin as their lips met. Lots of tiny, affectionate kisses. Some lingering, some not. He loved the way they fit together, he loved how her hands caressed his neck and how she arched ever so slightly against him. Yielding lips. The powdery scent of her skin. The taste of cherry lipstick. Her hand slipped under his shirt, stroking his bare back.
“I thought you want a break?” He whispered, nibbling at her neck.
“Does this mean I can’t touch you?”
He chuckled. “You can touch me anywhere you like.”
Their eyes met, but there was no defiance in her gaze. Only affection, companionship, desire. There was one word, to sum up all of this. It stood between them, making the air sizzle with anticipation.
“Tiger…” Her voice was raspy. She cupped his jaw and brought their lips together. He’d never kissed a woman like this before. A long, slow burn, devouring not in its intensity, but in its tenderness. A wordless affirmation.
At last, they needed to separate. He rested his head against her forehead, pressing the back of his nose into her velvety cheek. Three words raced through his mind, but he didn’t dare to say them. Adelie saved him once more by whispering: “I’m glad we decided there’s safety in numbers. Otherwise, I’d be running now…”
This inevitably broke the spell and the panic. He kissed her nose tip gently. “Ssh. No need to rush anything. Except maybe your way to bed. Things will look less overwhelming in the morning when you’re awake and well rested.”

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New Horizons, Part 4 (Alpha and Omega, Episode 53)

This entry is part 53 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

For once, Adelie can’t save Nate and has to confront her own feelings for him in consequence.

It indeed came quickly and with it another rugby match. Adelie recruited Leslie to come and watch it with her. The sun shone from a bright blue winter sky, and breath formed white clouds. Adelie cradled a cup of hot tea in her hands while she watched the two teams being locked around the centre line. The bodies of the players seemed to be steaming in the cold air.
“The guys are lucky, they’re moving about and don’t get cold.”
Jake collided with the other team’s number five and Leslie winced. “Ouch. Yes, they’re running, but frankly, I’m rather cold than dirty.”
Nate had acquired the ball and made a daring dash across the field, but was tackled at the 20 yards line.
“He’s an antelope.” Leslie was in awe. Adelie choked on her tea.
“What? An antelope?”
“Yes! Graceful, fast… especially fast. Look, Jake is more like a wall, and not at all graceful. But he does a great job keeping the others from scoring.”
Leslie was right, Jake was burly and a vital brick in the defence while Nate truly was the more nimble and quick-footed. The referee’s whistle called for half-time. Adelie’s heart jumped as Nate made eye-contact on his way to the locker room and blew her a kiss. Leslie sighed audibly.
“You’re such a lucky girl. He’s like a knight in the tournament, greeting his favourite lady.”
“Should I drop him my handkerchief as a reward?” Adelie grinned. Nate would get his reward for sure this evening, but probably not in the form of a handkerchief.
“What’s with the dreamy expression?” Leslie poked her into her side. “You really like him, don’t you?”
“Of course, I like him! I’ve always liked him.”
“You’re in love.” Leslie sighed again. “How could you not be in love with such a dreamboat.”
Adelie settled in her seat. “Can’t we just say I’m really into him and ditch the L word? I’m a bit apprehensive when it comes to naming things love. It’s nothing else than hormones anyway.”
“Yeah, sure.” Leslie didn’t sound convinced but dropped the issue.
The second half began with a furious run of Westerhaven, scoring three tries in a matter of minutes, bringing them into a comfortable lead. The crowd cheered and sang and everything looked like it would shape into a great Saturday afternoon. Then Nate collided heads first with another player and didn’t get up again. He lay motionless on the green grass and the others waved frantically for the medics. Adelie’s heart skipped a beat and then proceeded to nearly beat its way out of her chest as they put him onto a stretcher and hurried into the catacombs of the stadium. Everything went mute, and a sick feeling settled in her stomach.
Ever since her brother had to spend half a year in one, Adelie had hated hospitals. A pale Nate still in his dirty Westerhaven blue jersey on crisp white bed linens did nothing to like them any more. He was asleep as the nurse let her into the room, after the doctors had reassured her that he was alright. A mild concussion maybe, they’d keep him overnight for monitoring. For a minute she just sat at the side of the bed and watched him sleep. It calmed her nerves considerably. Carefully she took his hand in hers and squeezed it lightly. His fingers curled around hers, and he opened his eyes. For a moment, he just stared ahead, blinking slowly, then he focused on her, and a tired smile appeared.
“Babe.” His voice was thick and coarse, but to her ears, it was the sweetest sound.
“Hey. How are you?”
“Worst headache of my life.”
“Doctors think you have a concussion. You’ll be off anything for a while.”
“Does this include sex?” The jesting panic in his voice told her that Nate indeed was okay. She pulled her chair closer and bent towards him.
“We might have to take things slow for a week or so?” She softly touched her lips to his, feeling his twisting into a smile. His hand slid around her waist and pulled her even closer. She was unaware of her tears until he cupped her face and asked: “Hey, babe – what’s the matter?”
She nodded and sniffled, wiping her cheeks. “You scared me. I was so worried and felt so helpless.”
“Shhh. It’s okay. I’m okay.” His gaze wandered over her face, drinking her up as if he hadn’t seen her in a while. “You’re cute when you’re worried.”
“Nathan…” Overwhelmed by emotion, the only thing she could do was shake her head and brush his hair.
“Just wanted to cheer you up a little.” He pulled her closer and Adelie buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling the mix of sweat, cologne and his warm personal scent as if it was a drug. Leslie’s voice echoed in her head. You’re in love. Who was she trying to fool? Yes, she was completely in love with this boy.

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New Horizons, Part 3 (Alpha and Omega, Episode 52)

This entry is part 52 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

The morning after is not quite as Adelie has expected it to be.

Frantic scrambles. A sorry, likely from Eddy. Steps on the wooden stairs, across the upper hallway, a door closing. Adelie exhaled audibly.
He turned around and found her sitting in the middle of the rumpled bed, sheets still clutched to her chest, but by far less embarrassed. Then a rhythmic thumping sound. Adelie combusted into giggles and fell backwards into the pillows, sheets sliding down and revealing her rosy breasts. Nate almost forgot about his raunchy housemates.
“Shall we take refuge at your place? I don’t know if they’re not going to fuck the whole night… wouldn’t be the first time.” He crawled back into bed with her. She nestled against him in a way that stated that she wasn’t keen on going anywhere. The thumping got faster, then abruptly stopped. Her fingers raked his chest hair again.
“How long are they together? Ten years?”
“Yeah, something around this benchmark. Why?”
“Oh, just… isn’t it great that they still have the hots for each other so hard that they forget they’re not alone and nearly do it in the hallway?”
“True.” He adjusted his hold on her so that her head rested on his chest. Absentmindedly, she stroked his stomach. Warmth spread where she touched him.
“It must be great,” she eventually said.
“Mh?” He had a thousand things on his mind that all involved her glorious naked body, but not his housemates. She moved on top of him, a manoeuvre that wasn’t helping with focusing on their conversation.
“It must be great to be with someone for so long. Truly knowing the other, and, you know, not just the chocolate side of things.”
“I think I know more than just your chocolate side. For example, I know how you look like after four hours of endurance test on a rainy afternoon.”
She sniggered and kissed him softly. “You do. But you don’t know how I look like after a night with a stomach bug.”
He rolled them over, determined to bring the conversation to an end. Adelie laughed, holding on to his shoulders. He liked when she held on to him. Suddenly it clicked, and he stilled, looking down to her. “Would you want me to know how you look like when you’re sick?”
She cupped his face and brought their foreheads to a touch. “I want you to be there in all my highs and my lows. And I want to be there in your highs and lows. I want to know your cranky side, your tired side, your stressed side. Knowing you only when you’re on your best behaviour is as if I don’t know you at all.”
There was only one answer to her passionate declaration.
Nate’s alarm clock interrupted Adelie’s dreams harshly. Morning always came too early when half the night was spent with exploring a wonderful man’s body. Nate moved next to her, grunted and shut it off, but instead of expected cuddles, he switched the light on and got out of bed. Then rhythmic breathing filled the room. She turned and cracked open an eye to see what he was doing. The view was worth opening the second eye too, as Nate did push-ups right in front of the bed. Stark naked.
“Can’t you think of more delightful ways to get your morning workout?” She groaned, watching his back muscles move under his skin like snakes in a bag.
“A hundred push-ups. Every morning.”
“I’d prefer cuddles every morning.”
“… 97 … 98 … 99 … 100.” He got up from the floor and bowed down to give her a quick kiss. His skin was only slightly dewy. “Hi, babe.” Then he left the room and shortly after, she heard the shower being turned on. With a sigh she let her eyes wander around his room, unwilling to get out of bed and face another long day. Their clothes were still scattered on the floor, tossed there in the heat of the action. She sat up and stretched, relishing in the decidedly used way her body ached in certain parts. The sacrifice of sleep had been worth it. Polished oak planks greeted her naked feet as she put them down. For a moment she just sat on the edge of the bed. Without him focusing all her attention, she could take in all the details. The dark wooden floors, the beautiful antique dresser she was sure he had refurbished himself and his old toy motorcycle collection on top of it. She got up to get their clothes off the floor, and Nate returned just as she’d buried her face in his t-shirt. She sheepishly grinned at him, and he smiled as he wrapped her in his arms, still damp from his shower. A long kiss. The hard proof that he was just matter of fact because it was a school day pressed into her thigh.
“Nothing beats finding your woman naked in the middle of your room, sniffing your t-shirt with a dreamy expression,” he mumbled into her hair as he finally let her go. The world was still spinning because that was what his kisses made her world do, so she just melted into him.
“I don’t want to go to classes today. And it’s only Wednesday…”
Nate laughed softly at her dismay. “Hey, beautiful. It’s already Wednesday. The weekend will be here in no time.”

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New Horizons, Part 2 (Alpha and Omega, Episode 51)

This entry is part 51 of 60 in the series Alpha and Omega

Nate and Adelie have to cut their pillow talk short, thanks to some unexpected visitors.

Nate tried to regain a modicum of control over his body. Smooth and soft fingertips stroked his nape. His face was pressed into a breast, not the worst kind of cushion in his opinion. A tender kiss on the crown of his head. He should move. He should get off this glorious woman before his weight crushed her. Adelie ran her fingers through his hair, apparently quite content with her situation. With a groan he eventually managed to prop himself at least up on his elbow, gazing down into big brown eyes and the lazy smile of a thoroughly satisfied woman. At least he did well. He rolled off and gathered her in his arms.
“Are orgasms with you always like category five eruptions?” She sighed, resting her head against his collarbone.
“I wish I could say yes.” He cupped the base of her head and brushed a thumb over her cheek before he dipped his head and kissed her. She responded with wrapping her arms around his neck and shoulders, her lips soft and warm and welcoming. Kissing for the sake of kissing. Her hands in his hair again. He’d never guessed that it once would be essential to his happiness that a woman ran her fingers through his hair. “You okay?”
Soft giggles. “More than okay.”
The faint freckles on her nose, her rosebud-pink lips, tousled hair. Adelie was so beautiful in her freshly fucked state, it almost hurt him physically. He clutched her, and she smiled, kissed his nose tip and snuggled closer.
“No regrets?” He asked, kissing her hairline.
She furrowed her brows. “Why should I regret having sex with you? You took care of me twice, I feel properly spoiled.”
Her appreciation of his efforts made him chuckle. “I was afraid you didn’t feel ready.”
She laughed and pushed him on his back. With a cocked head and a mischievous smile she tapped her fingertip on his collarbone and said: “You think I put on exquisite lingerie and don’t think about possible consequences?”
Her open smile, loving contemplation of his features and the way her naked body met his… no, she had no regrets. He reached up and brushed her unruly hair out of her face. “No, not you. You usually know what you’re doing…”
“Usually…” She traced his nose and smiled. “Not quite sure I knew what I was getting myself into as I saved you from the van. But I don’t regret it.”
“Ha, I don’t regret your spontaneity either.” He clasped his arms around her, pressed his face into the sensitive, velvet skin of her neck, and inhaled the powdery scent her skin always carried. “Never knew I could become so protective about someone either. But you… there’s something about you that makes me want to cradle you in my arms all the time, just to know that you’re safe.”
She blushed, which was adorably cute. “Maybe it’s because I know that I can let my guard down when I’m with you. I always feel inexplicably sheltered when we are together.”
They shared a smile and the admiration in her gaze filled him with an immense happiness. They snuggled for a while in silence, drifting on the last remains of spent desire, and enjoyed the feeling of skin on skin without the pressure to take it anywhere. Then they heard a key in the front door and muffled voices. Adelie froze in his arms.
“Shh – that’s just Eddy and Bob. I forgot that Eddy said he was going to pick him up in Lewiston tonight.”
The sound of the front door closing, then the unmistakable noises of kissing. Groans. A thud against the wall. Adelie giggled nervously.
“They’re not about to… you know, right in the hallway?”
“They haven’t seen each other for some weeks…”
The sound of zippers and more groans. Adelie flushed pink, from her chest to her cheeks. But by the state of sounds outside, Nate himself wasn’t sure if his housemates would make it to their bed upstairs. He got up and walked to the door.
“You’re naked,” Adelie warned, pulling the sheets up to her chin.
“So what? Likely they’re naked too.” He grinned.
“Nate!” Now she was beet red. Too cute.
He pounded his fist against his door and shouted: “Guys! You have a bedroom!”

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