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Characters: Richard Armitage x OC Kayla Crowe

Lyn's Writing Event - Day 15 - Week 2

May 15th: Week 3: Greek

Characters: Richard Armitage x OC Kayla Crowe   18+ Explicit

(“one shot”, not to be confused with actual storyline from Strange & Wonderful, but lives somewhere in that universe)

Fandom: Richard Armitage

Word Count: 1.1k +

Warnings: smut, dirty weekend, traveling, jet lag, sex in public places, romance, a little fluff.

            Richard and Kayla fly out to Greece on a private jet, and when land, he walks her down the steps, telling her to close her eyes as he leads her gently down to the tarmac. Kayla smiles and giggles, as she takes the last tentative step and Richard catches her in his arms, setting her down smoothly. “Open your eyes” he whispers against her hair. Kayla does, and the open skies are breathtaking. He walks behind her, giggling in her ear. As they move to a car waiting for them.

The car drives off the tarmac and towards a hotel nestled in the coastline forest, away from tourists. There are still guests about, but Richard has spared no expense in making sure they have as much time away from the limelight as possible. It’s their dirty minibreak. No kids, no work, just 3 days of bliss together. Kayla didn’t know where they were going, just that they were getting a holiday together. Work had been busy, and stressful for the both of them. Kayla’s book was launching in a week, and Richard was filming two projects overlapping. They really needed this break, just to be with each other. Richard took the initiative to arrange this break for them, and Kayla ever the planner was reveling in his efforts.

So when they landed in Greece Kayla was bubbling in excitement, “I cant believe you got me here”, Kayla giggled. Richard walked her into the hotel, “It was a bit difficult, but somehow I managed,” he smirked. Richard moved to kiss her, in the lobby, and she blushed happily. His arms holding her close, the midday afternoon shine of the sun pouring over them in the lobby’s gaping entrance way. His neatly trimmed beard tickled her skin, and she kissed his neck, at the open collar of his stark white shirt in his vivid blue suit. Richard growled lowly, and Kayla’s thighs warmed to the invitation for more. Kayla was wearing a matching blue floral sundress and sandal heels, her hair swept up a bit in a messy bun, strands falling around her face in a delicate framing. Richard stared at her a moment as they checked in, watching her ‘tick tick’ his credit card against the counter of the concierge desk.

The clerk said, “Is there anything else special we can prepare for you, Mr. Armitage?” Richard nodded, “Yes,” and handed him a note from his jacket pocket, Kayla looked at him, “Ooh, secret,” and smiled, giggling under her breath. Richard returned the smile, his eyebrows catching a little angle as he looked to her.  The clerk took the note and opened it, read it briefly, and then cleared his throat, “Yes of course, no problem, we will make the arrangements”. Richard thanked him and led Kayla to the elevators by way of a hand on the small of her back.

Julian and Phillip, as always were at the ready as they followed them, Phillip stayed with the bellman who was gathering the luggage off onto a service cart. Kayla turned towards the bellman, “Oh wait, can I grab something?” Richard steered her back towards the elevator, “That trolley is coming up with us love, were fine”.

Kayla, “I know I just wanted to grab something,” she pouted a bit.

Richard looked down at her adoringly, “It won’t be but a few minutes, let’s get settled and then we can go take a walk before dinner, ya?”

Kayla nodded, “Yeah your right”.

Julian accompanied them in the lift, and Kayla wrapped her arms around Richard’s waist, looking up at him, his arm steady around her. She squeezed him in a hug, “I’ve missed you, its been a long few weeks”.

Richard smiled down at her again, kissing the top of her head, “I know, I’m glad we could both get away”. Kaylas’ phone buzzed in Richard’s breast pocket, and he moved to retrieve it for her, he looked at the message on the screen, and handed it to her. Kayla took the phone easily, “Who is it?” she asked.

“The girls, checking in, its good they know where we are, I made sure and told them”. Richard explained. Kayla smiled, closing his eyes and hugging him again, “Thanks. That is good”. It was only 3 floors as it dinged and Julian exited first. Richard nodded at him and they both left the lift, heading down the corridor to their suite. Richard picked out a spot that had a beautiful overlook and an open balcony in their bedroom. Kayla acted non-chalant as she took in the view, and felt the breeze from the Ionian Sea hit her skin. Richard came up behind her, a knock at the door had his head turn, but Julian was handling Phillip and the bellman as he led Kayla out to the balcony, “So, do you like it?” Richard asked. Kayla felt the warmth of his against her back in a hug, her fingers interlocking with his lovingly, “I do, its really beautiful, thank you.”

Richard kissed her neck again, “want to take a walk along the grounds with me?” Kayla nodded, but did not speak, as she sighed relaxing into the moment, against his sturdy frame. Richard and Kayla took a stroll through the grounds of the hotel Mandola Rosa, holding hands and generally making eyes at each other as they took in the amenities of the resort.

Kayla looked around and did not see many people, “How did you manage to find a resort that is slow?”

Richard smirked, “They have some very specific policies, and I took advantage of it.”

Kayla stopped and turned to him, “What does that mean, exactly?” Richard made a gesture of locking his lips and throwing away an invisible key, tossing it past his shoulder, then smiling lips together cheekily. Kayla giggled, “Alright, I get it, it’s a surprise.”

Richard nodded, “Shall we then?”

Kayla looked at him, “Shall we what?” Richard pointed past her to the shoreline. Kayla looked out toward where he was pointing and saw a small yacht drifting offshore. Kayla looked at him then, a bit concerned, “A boat? Overnight?” Richard nodded calmly. “Are you sure?” Kayla asked.

He nodded again, “Let’s go, check her out.” Richard led Kayla down the boardwalk to the pier, the breeze kicked up, the sea air was warm. Niko was at the dock, holding some bags, Kayla noticed one was hers. Kayla looked at Richard utterly surprised, “You packed a bag for me?” Richard grinned, “I did, its hard to sneak around you, you know, but I managed.” Kayla smirked and stepped down the gangplank and onto the schooner.

(promise to send out more in morning.. its been a busy few weeks and I am losing sleep, y’all)

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Lyn's Writing Event 2024

The low tide of recent days has revealed the walls of the ancient port of the town of Kyllini, in western Peloponnese. Under normal conditions, the walls of the ancient port are under water.

cecil does his best thinking - as most people do - away from everyone else. it’s not the reason he took up distance running, but the running makes it easier to think. makes it easier to not have to talk to people though, regrettably, when he has to use a gym that’s not always the case. the thunderstorm bottoming out over novus keeps him inside; oxygen mask securely in place and pale eyes focusing on nothing but said storm pummeling the city while he runs on a treadmill in the comfort of the nsa’s facilities. the media may have moved on from buchanan’s catastrophe (and accepted the truth kronos supplied), but he hasn’t. and won’t. still, it’s hard for him to focus on it when he can feel (and see, thanks to the reflection of mizuse in the window) someone watching him. he slow the treadmill to a fast walk, removing the restrictive mask as he does before wiping sweat from his face with a towel. “if you’ve grown bored of sentinel and are trying to join my division, you’ll have to be sneakier than that, mizuse.”

Kyllini

“had you come to HQ the first time i asked you to, we wouldn’t have to do this today.”

zayid’s tone is laced with impatience, the unusualness of which is further highlighted by the strictness of his voice as he gives mizuse a look that is supposed to tell her he won’t accept no for an answer tonight. when he’s satisfied with her response (or lack thereof) he uncurls his fist to display a suspiciously tiny device—an earbud, to be precise—his earlier demeanor soon replaced by a proud grin as he locks eyes with the young superhero. “i repaired and fine-tuned it after it broke the last time,” he says, stopping only briefly to emphasize the word broke before returning to his previous smile, “it should be able to withstand the cold at high speed now.”