- Crash -
Their feet fumbled together as he pressed close, pushing her backwards till her head crashed against the locker behind. She barely felt the pain.
His lips were no less gentle on hers, painfully demanding what was rightfully his.
"I'm not letting you get away this time," he whispered hoarsely, voice thick with emotion. "I know how many times you've done this with the other pilots after a mission. And every time I've wished I was them."
Her lips crashed against his, just as brutally. She sensed him pull back a fraction, expecting her to play the victim. Evidently Dee had tainted him - once upon a time he'd known she was a fighter and would have been ready for her.
"All you had to do was say so," she hissed, eyes narrowing as she fumbled for the zipper of his flightsuit and yanked it down so hard it broke. "Every time I ended up biting my tongue so I didn't call out your name." The words were bitter, her saliva on his lips acidic.
"Give me that tongue then and I'll fix it." He grabbed her head hard and forced his tongue into her mouth, suddenly becoming gentle as he stroked her. The kiss was wet, hot, passionate and pleading.
She wanted it as much as he did.
Their tongues collided as other parts of their bodies entwined themselves, eventually finding a fit that was more than perfect for both of them.
His head leaned down to rest against hers, no less sweaty than it had been when she'd returned from the mission.
"Only me from now on," he whispered, lips ghosting against hers as he talked.
"Is that an order?" she whispered back, tongue flicking out to lick the sweat from his upper lip.
"Yes."
Her hand came up and smacked her forehead. "Aye aye sir."
fin