Shielded in Broken Armours
Ode to a Glorious Ass
The first thing she had noticed about him had not been his lovely face, or his wit. It had been his ass.
There were many handsome men in the Aquiline court, and more of them in the guard. There were funny guys around. But none of them, none, had had an ass quite like Owen's.
She was certain that, had she used that as a pick-up line, he would have been quite outraged. After all, women were not supposed to drool over tight backsides.
Then again, men drooled over female breasts all the time, so there was nothing wrong with returning the favour, only somewhat lower... and on the other side.
So, noticing how the soon-to-be-knighted Dreak cadet's lovely behind crashed into the training ring's dirt, she sighed and pondered how to get back at Ignis for causing such a lovely ass to bruise. She also fantasized about glomping said behind to see if it was really as tight as the training leathers made it out to be.
Tempesta caught herself smiling at him as he got up. He seemed a bit confused at the sudden attention bestowed upon him by the Supreme Commander of the Army of Demonis, but winked at her all the same before picking himself up and resuming his sparing bout.
She laughed at that. So the man didn't have just a killer ass, he had guts as well. Hmm... maybe the two of them should get better acquainted on their ride back to Aquiline.