Ikzo
As I steady the controls I peek over at Heather for the thousandth time today. We had just left her mothers house. They spent a long time saying goodbye and though she swore she was okay she cried. As soon as the first tear fell I tried to interject and say we could stay longer. There was no rush to get back. She stopped me quickly, assuring me it was fine. I scanned her mind and emotions figuring out that she was ready to leave but just sad to say goodbye for now. She knew we could come back anytime but it didn't erase the feeling.
The flight back to Occolla wasn't going to be quiet as long as when I dropped her off the first time. That time I purposefully took a longer route to ensure her safety. When we brought her mother back we were in a different location because of the ns placement. This time I didn't have to worry about safety. The only precaution I would take was flying around Troth Nine.
Unlike our other trips in space Heather peeked outside to see the stars and rocks flying past us. I knew it still made her a bit nervous but not as much as before.
"You going to stare at the entire trip?" she joked, meeting my eyes that were indeed on her.
I smiled. "Probably," I admitted. I would be staring at her for our entire lives. She was always going to be on my mind and naturally my eyes would search for the object of my admiration.
She smiled, rolling her brown eyes as she leaned further back into the seat. My eyes ran over her again. She really was beautiful. Today she wore her Sypien clothes, a pair of jeans and a navy-blue sweatshirt. The color complimented her fair complexion and made her red hair look bolder. It was sprawled out in tight coils over her shoulders and back. Though I loved her in the suit, because it reminded me she was a part of my world and how tightly it fit her wonderful figure, I liked this too. She looked all cozy. I wanted to gather her in my arms to nuzzle against her. She had her legs pulled up to her chest while her fingers, that I could barely see, rested on her knees.
"I know why you're doing it," she said. "I'm really okay. It would have been harder if we stayed longer."
We officially stayed forty-five earth days with her mother. I had monitored her mother's thoughts and emotions the entire time we were there. In the beginning they were full of panic and the urge to run. She was on a constant ledge, wobbling when I was around so I tried my best to calm that. I used my abilities to camouflage like I did with Heather. It didn't work as well. Heather was instantly relieved upon seeing familiar features, her mother was anxious. I understood as her mind equivalated unfamiliarity with danger. The feeling was intense.
After getting back into a routine and resting those feelings settled some. She still was warry of me and tended to avoid me. It wasn't until she spent several days in a row examining my interaction with Heather that she really started accepting what was happening. After that it was a slow but uphill progression. I know Heather worried that she was putting up some sort of mask to make her feel better but from reading her I knew she wasn't. It would be an adjustment but she was okay. I think it made her feel better that she knew techniques now to avoid the others. Not that she would need them. That was something I was going to make sure of.
"I just don't like seeing you upset, that's all," I replied.
She shifted closer to me, reaching out to take my hand and I let go of the steering to intertwined my fingers with hers. The ship settled into the path I had already punched in before leaving.
"I know," she said.
I brought the back of her hand up to my lips, pressing a kiss to it. My heart swelled with the ability to be close with her again. When we stayed with her mother it was best for her not to be physical around each other. Especially in the beginning just standing next to Heather would send her mother's emotions into chaos. Heather thought it would be best to limit contact within eyesight of her and I agreed. It was much harder than I thought it would be. I constantly had to fight the urge to pull her to me or kiss her, even if it was only her cheek.
When we were alone in her room I took advantage of the closed door. I would hug and kiss her as much as possible, always finding some way to pull her closer to me. I never pushed for anything sexual out of respect for her mother. Besides that one time, but even that was hard and Heather didn't help. She seemed to have the same thought about waiting until we left but her mind didn't comply. And while mine didn't either she didn't have to endure listening to my perverse thoughts. I suppose I could have not listened but I couldn't help it.
Sypiens seem to have a lot more positions taught to them than Occollans did. Some of the things she thought of I would have never considered. Then of course, as she pictured them I did consider it, really consider it. In those moments I had to pull away from her or leave the room briefly so I didn't jerk her back into her room and try everything she was thinking.
However now that we were alone it would be easier. I would be able to touch her whenever I wanted as she act on any urge she wanted, even if it was simply to kiss me. On Occolla it wasn't common to be intimate in anyway in public. Holding hands was the extent of how we chose to show our affection to others but I wouldn't be like that with Heather. I watched how other partners were cautious about touching each other. They seemed uncomfortable and distant. I didn't want that with her. I wanted everything to be effortless so I would never stunt our actions. Sure I wasn't going to be vulgar however if I wanted to hug or kiss her in public I would.
Most of the ride back was filled with her lovely voice. I remember noting how untalkative she was when I first met her but now she was constantly breaking the silence. I loved her for it.
Once we landed I was able to help her with her things she brought from earth. It wasn't more than a few bags however they were necessary and a comfort to her. I liked that she brought some of her human clothes with her, knowing she was okay with the suit but more comfortable in her own. Especially with multiple sets of things. Occollans usually had multiple sets of suits but she appeared to have much more. She also brought some hygiene products. I assured her once she ran out we could go back to earth or find something similar here on Occolla. For now she appeared to have enough to last a while.
From the few conversations I've had with Pher since we went to earth the estate and my district was doing fine. He made sure to update me with any problem and I was able to answer from the ship. He also was watching Straxium for me. I had him locked away until I could come back and deal with him. As soon as I knew Heather was settled back in I would move on that.
For now I just wanted to make sure everything went smoothly with her being back. She had never shown effects of traveling so far before but I didn't want to assume anything. Sypiens don't travel off their planet for the most part so I didn't know much about how much it affected them. I planned to let us rest for a few days.
With my mind already set I helped place the last bag in our room then picked her up, carefully throwing her over my shoulder.
She laughed. "Ikzo!" she squealed.
Her fists gripped the back of my suit but were pulled off as I gently tossed her onto the bed. I had a larger one placed inside. It was similar to the bed that was in her room back on earth. I hadn't even considered to make it larger until I saw hers. I loved sleeping next to her but this one allowed for more room. Another thought she had, though hers was dirty.
I was quick to jump on after her, grabbing her around the waist and rolling until she was on top of me. She giggled the whole time, a wide smile spread over her face. With her pressed against me, looking at me so brightly I realized how incredibly lucky I was. To have such a wonderful person to share my life with was a blessing I didn't think would ever come to me.
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The Light That Shines From Above
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