Last Stop

[Nox]

Nox saw Dane and followed him to ticketing. His hands were sweaty as he pushed his password and credentials across the counter reciting his name with a faked smile. Dane did the talking and the flirting. Which would have bothered him if it were not for the fact he was fighting back the bile rising in his throat out with his fear of flying.

Nox's comment struck a cord inside of him and not in a good way. It sounded like a challenge yet Nox knew things that Dane liked to do with his women and he wondered if Dane would rather have his girls at the point of a knife or gripped in between his fingers. It wasn't fear for his life that coursed through his body but fear for what he was bringing back to Moscow and to Aria.

He took a deep breathe and smiled at the comment despite his fear. He could hide behind the smile. "I'm sure the ladies love the accent and the impressive lineage. I ain't got nuttin on you with that. But I have no problem getting girls into my bed. Or rather into theirs."


Nox laughed behind the same smile. "Maybe when we get back to Moscow we can go out and see who's better, at the very least have a good time showing each other up."


Talk of girls was distracting until the moment they were called to board. Then Nox's fear ran wild he tried to hide it behind the smile but he was sure he was failing.

During the very long flight Nox did his best to distract himself with conversation with Dane, the flight attendants and sleep, but sleep always resulted in nightmares - one of which was falling out of a fucking plane, so that didn't help matters at all.

Seeing the familiar lights of Moscow from above was awe inspiring and fear inducing but Nox didn't do more than squeeze his arm rests but he was sure he was white as a ghost by the time they stepped off the plane and into the terminal.

Now what?

(( Will start another thread but see PM ))