Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Clothing series ❯ 02 Uniform gloves ( Chapter 2 )

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Uniform Gloves

Soon enough the familiar screen of the vidplayer appears on the computer screen and I lean over to block it from his view. Very well aware of his office's position straight ahead from Maxwell his place, I make sure that even if he is able to see the screen, another body part of mine attracts his attention first. It is important that he does not see what I will see. It would take all reason to view.

I give Maxwell a curt nod and within moments, I see him on the screen. I see him as he is now and I see him smiling. I watch as a gloved hand flips his hair before folding his hands beneath his chin. He seems to be in thought, staring straight ahead of him. I wonder what he is thinking about. Oh, how I envy those gloves for they hold the right to touch his hair. As he sits there, thinking like that, they are so close to that delicious mouth. Not to mention how they hug his hands as if those white objects were a second skin. Now I want nothing more than to feel his real skin on mine.

Maxwell's chuckles bring me from my daydream and from the corner of my eye I see his wicked grin still there.

“What?” I ask him as I start feeling uncomfortable and I shift a bit.

He points at the screen. “Looks like it's working,” he says, “he's examining your ass.”

I blink and get up slowly. “He is?” I turn back to the screen. To me it still seems like he is just thinking. “Confirm.”

Maxwell chuckles again. “No can do. If I look at him now, he'll know I know and that would ruin everything.”

“Then what?” I ask, my thoughts already drawn away by those gloves. Damn those gloves. Damn Une for stealing the vision of his hands from me, for leaving me with nought but my imagination. Damn these uniforms. Why do they have to involve gloves?

-princess