This is actually a repost because I started to get tired of doing the story in Jacks point of view and just kind of revised a little bit.
I don't own any of the characters in this story or the game they are from.
Yadayadayada.
MIDNIGHT SNACK
The mess hall is empty, "This is my chance."
Bare feet patter against the floor as Jack runs to the kitchen area and flings open the refrigerator door. The cool breeze hits her in an instant and the convicts nipples tighten into pebbles under her tight black sleeveless shirt. She reaches for her stash of an earth food called Chocolate Pudding. She grabs one and turn to see the one thing she was trying to avoid.
"What are you doing running around the ship barefoot?" Miranda stands about three feet from her with her hand in a fist perched on her perfectly shaped hip and a smirk on her face that made jack want to pummel her. The operative's eyes land on Jacks two very tight nipples and she feels a heat rise in her. Jacks is fuming and all she wants to do is go back to her hull.
"Leave me alone cheerleader I have no interest in getting into it with you again. I'm already on Shepard's shit list after threatening to paint the walls red with you." Jack moves to try and pass her but Miranda doesn't budge. She makes another attempt to slide between the taller woman and the wall but before she can make it Miranda pins her to the wall. Her body presses up against her and she can feel the woman's breath by her ear. The woman in the form fitting cat suit pins Jacks wrists above her head and the beloved pudding is dropped on to the floor. She licks the shell of Jack's ear and her heart begins to pound as a whimper is ripped from her body.
"S….Stop that…." Not sounding convincing at all while the woman in the extremely form fitting cat suit rubs her body against the practically naked convict's.
Her hand slides down the slender tattooed arm to cup Jacks face as her other hand holds up her slider hands above her head. Jack couldn't help but notice how warm Miranda's hands were. "Why would I do that when you're already so worked up over just a little petting." The hand residing on Jack's cheek moved lower and brushed over her left nipple making it even harder. She pulls her hands out of Miranda's grasp and pushes her back a few steps.
"What the hell is your problem? Did you get indoctrinated or something?"
Miranda moves closer to her again as jack bends over to pick up her pudding but before she can dart Miranda trips her and she stumbles into the wall separating the mess hall and the way to the sleep pods. Jack turn just in time to come face to face with the ice queen. Jack wonders what is wrong with the normally up tight Cerberus bitch but doesn't care to ask her.
"You need to back off cheerleader before I decide to mark up that perfect face of yours."
"But… Jack…. I need you" Miranda grabs the woman's empty tattooed hand with death written on them and puts it on her breast. She pushes her leg between Jack's thighs and takes a firm hold of her narrow hips. The operative digs her nails into Jack's hips, causing the girl to hiss through her teeth as heat migrates from her whole body to center itself at the apex of her legs. Her hips grind in reflex to the pressure being put between her legs. Miranda fiercely presses her lips against Jack's and prods at her mouth with her tongue, begging for entrance. Jack opens her mouth and lets the raven haired beauty push her tongue in to explore her mouth. The two women fight for dominance as Miranda pulls back.
"I am not asking for feeling, I just need you to make this emotion go away." A tear escapes from her and she collapses onto the floor. Jack is left standing, looking at the woman crumpled on the floor. Then the realization hits her and she bends down and picks Miranda up bridal style.
"Shit! Miranda! DOCTOR! GET THE FUCK OUT HERE!"
Ok so this is my first fanfic so I need to know what to improve in. review and I will keep writing. Thank you J
-gamerlesbo