"You're either getting used to or getting addicted to this," Bassena smirked at the way Zein's whole face would light up every time they used the helicopter.
"Mm," Zein responded simply. "Or it could be because I think you look hot piloting that."
"Is that why you always became horny after we land?" Bassena raised his brow, praising himself inwardly for getting ahold of himself and not swerving the helicopter too much to the side from fluster.
Zein, however, turned his face toward the esper and said with a smirk. "What are you talking about? I'm horny now."
This time, the helicopter did swerve--a lesson for Bassena to stop being prideful and put on autopilot.
Zein was still laughing as Bassena landed the helicopter somewhere a bit further away from their previous location, on the orchard field that had been cleared out of the unsalvagable trees. He only stopped through Bassena's aggressive kiss of revenge, pinned to the seat as they consumed each other lips.
