When the wind blows

Chapter 10: Like a clash in the meadows

3rd pov

The plane flew through the skies effortlessly as the passengers relaxed — well almost all. Xhristian looked over at Aslan as the terrified girl sat in her seat bulked tight and gripping the arms of the chair for dear life.

"Xhristian, I'm fucking scared of heights." She cried out as she looked out the window seeing just how high they were.

Xhristian ignored her though, continuing to read his book. It was the least bit interesting but he needed some excuse to watch Aslan hyperventilate. He could easily calm her down, but he'd give it just a second.

"Xhristian please." She pleaded, not being able to turn her eyes away from the window.

Rolling his eyes he sat his book down in his lap with his thumb still holding his place, then reached over and shut the window from her eyes. However that still did no good. Aslan's biggest fear has been heights.

"Aslan look at me." Xhristian commanded, but Aslan was in no way listening to him. With a deep sigh he grabbed her chin to face her to him. Looking into her eyes he watched as they trembled in fear. "Calm down."

"I-I can't."

"Try with me, keep your eyes on me okay." Aslan nodded in response.

Xhristian moved his hand to her face rubbing the pad of his fingers up and down her jawline and the outline of her ears. "Start with breath control. Try to get your breathing at a steady pace. Inhale five seconds, exhale five seconds."

Looking in those enticing eyes of his Aslan followed what he instructed. She took slow breaths in for five seconds and slowly let it go for five seconds. She slowly began to catch a pace the longer she did it and as Xhritian continued to rub her face the way he did. "Now.." His fingers trailed down to her neck. "Let go of your tension here." He spoke in nothing above a low deep whisper.

With he steady paced breathing she began to drop the tension in her neck, however with Xhristian looking at her the way he was she couldn't take it and settled for closing her eyes.

"Open your eyes for me Aslan." He commanded in the same low and deep whisper. Aslan shook her head no, she dared not to fall into his charms. "Open then for me princess." His hand trailing down to her exposed thigh in the gym shorts she wore and squeezed it with bruising strength.

A soft gasp escaped her lips as her eyes shot open just to be met with his trancing ones. They fell in a heated stare off for more than Aslan could take.

"Excuse me, Mr.Xiao. Could I get you guys a anything at the moment?" The flight attendant asked coming into the area and catching them in a 'moment'.

Aslan quickly hopped back into her seat letting out a shaky breath from the tension. Xhristian however sat back with a smirk on his face. "We're good." He waved the lady off. Nothing else mattered. He finally knew he'd caught her and no it wasn't because she was easy, because if it was anyone else she'd probably have been killed from rejecting the poor fucker. However, he knew how strong you could be and how submissive you could become and also his unwavering charm.

The hours to New York flew by quicker than expected. Aslan slept the rest of the way after having enough of being 'brave' as Xhristian would put it.

When the plane began to land the flight attendant instructed that they put on their seat belt. Aslan sat in her set half asleep with her seat belt on, but when the turbulence of the plane began she quickly awoke.  She gripped onto the sides of her chair with a groan as she squeezed her eyes closed.

Xhristian smiled over at her, watching how calm she was compared in the beginning. As the plane landed and they were safe to get off, Aslan practically ran to the door.