Good Of The Wing

9

After I was told where my room would be, Bodhi and I walked hand in hand to the room. As we ascended the stairs to the first year rooms, Bodhi behind me, I savored the feel of his hands on my hips. "Is it just me or did you see Aetos kissing Violet?" I blurted.

Bodhi chuckles a little. "Yeah I saw. Hell the whole fucking quadrant saw."

"Do you think Riorson saw?" I ask, glancing over my shoulder at him.

"Oh definitely. I'm surprised he didn't do anything."

"Me too." I laugh as we reach the floor. Doors line the hallway. I don't know which room is Violet's but I'm sure I'll find out in the morning. After I thoroughly enjoy the man now standing beside me. "I don't think Vi liked it though. She looked uncomfortable."

"Yeah. I'm sure Aetos didn't even notice."

"Given that we all grew up together, yeah. But at the same time," I turn to look at him as we stand in front of my door. "Violet always had a crush on him. But given the men here are all hot as hell, she has better options now." I say, a slight smirk appears on my face as I watch Bodhi's eyes darken.

He pulls me toward him, crushing me to him. He lowers his head to kiss me but stops an inch from my mouth. "I don't want to hear another man's name out of your mouth the rest of the night." He growls.

I pull back just far enough to look him in the eye and blink innocently. "Oh?" I ask. Without another word, I turn in his arms and open my door. He lets me go so we can enter said room. It's not big but it's spacious enough to have a bed, wardrobe, desk and chair and that's pretty much it.

Bodhi closes the door behind him. Turning to him, I see he is leaning against it, arms crossed and looking me up and down. As if he is trying to decide where to start first. When his eyes reach mine again, desire clouds the. I just smiled sweetly at him as I reached up and undo the braid I had it in. He sucks in a breath as my hair falls around my shoulders. "Like what you see, sir?" I sassed at him.

He slowly walks toward me, eyes never leaving mine. When he stops a few feet away, I reach for the hem of my shirt and pull it up and over my head. His eyes drop to my chest. Hunger in his eyes. One second he's standing a foot away, the next, our mouths collide. My arms wrap around his neck and his hands roam my body. A moan escapes me as he lifts me up and carries me to the bed, laying me down gently then leaning over me to survey me. "You're so fucking beautiful."

I lean up a little and unhook my bra, throwing it across the room. "Come here." I whisper. He obeys and our mouths collide again, his tongue sliding along mine.  As we enjoy ourselves, I can't help but wonder if I'll ever get over my craving for this incredible man.

The next morning, I woke up alone but there was a vase of lilacs on my desk. I smile at the vase. I have a good feeling about today. I quickly get dressed as I hear my squadmates starting to leave their rooms. When I open mine, I see Violet and Sawyer standing there. Looks like Sawyer and Rhiannon celebrated too. I smirk at them as they turn to see me. "Good morning Violet, Sawyer."

Sawyer looks uncomfortable, Violet is grinning. "Good morning Nami." Violet says, still grinning. Without another word, Sawyer walks off. "I assume you and Bodhi had a good night."

I winked at her. "Oh, you have no idea." My smirk turns into a grin but it falters a little. "And why haven't you celebrated? Oh all of us Vi, you should be celebrating the hardest." I laugh.

She sighs and we start walking towards the mess hall. "I haven't found anyone to celebrate with."

"Nehemia! Violet! Wait for me!" We turn as Rhiannon runs to catch up. "She makes a good point, you know. Of all of us, you do deserve it."