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Another little fic for Thought. Short little one-sided Beka Tyr. Season 2.

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He watched her in silence. The emotions that she made him feel, the fact alone that she made him feel, always made him pause in wonder.

In the gym.

Her hair tucked behind her ear allowing his eyes to view her long, slender neck.

Sweat from the workout slowly sliding down her form-fitting shirt.

Her deep breathing reaching down into something deep inside of him.

Her eyes bright with energy, giving him a teasing look when she dodged a hit.

Her small gasp when he pinned her to the ground beneath him.

Her smile when she pinned him to the ground.

The way she walked away from him when they were done.

In command.

Slender hands whispering across the control panel.

Wrapping around the slip stream controls with power.

The way her head would tilt slightly and her mouth pursed when she thought.

In the Maru.

Voice loud, authoritative, telling him what to do and when to do it.

Her anger making her exude power at enemies.

Her smell everywhere.

How her hair fell into her face and he had to fight to keep his hand from reaching out and tucking it back.

The look on her face when he failed and his hand tucked her hair back.

Everywhere they went.

Eyes following every moment, every inch of visible skin, every dart of her tongue across her open lips.

He always watched her in silence.