Diclaimer: I don't own Babylon 5 or any of the wonderful characters. I'm starting this because no one seems to have any stories of this pairing and I wanted one so there :)
"When is the next ship due?" Lieutenant Commander Susan Ivanova asked the crew, while checking to make sure all the levels were stable.
"Not for another 20 standard minutes ma'am" Lt. JG Corwin responded. "It seems to be a quiet start to the day"
"Good…that means we have sometime…"
Ivanova gasped as someone whispered into her ear. Arms snaked around her stomach, holding her back again the body behind her. Her eyes slowly shut as the person behind her began to place soft kisses on her neck, and down her shoulder, their hot breath making her skin sing. Her hands braced against the consol in front of her as she felt the top of her jacket being undone and zipped down slowly. The hands that were helping to mildly undress her pulled her jacket from her belt and slid under the heavy material, skimming over the white blouse underneath.
It took everything she had to stifle any moans and whimpers that threatened to come tumbling out as the strangers began to soft bite on side of her neck, right above her pressure point. "Tell me what you want Susan"…
"Good Morning. The time is now 0500am, Earth Standard time" Susan sat straight up in her bed and let out a deep growl. Her intoxicating dream had been shattered by that stupid computer alarm system, and she punched her pillow in frustration.
This was the 4th night in a row that she had at a similar dream. She never got to see the person who was teasing her so, but all she knew was that it was someone that she trusted because she never stopped them. Whether the dream took place in her quarters, C&C, the Zocalo, she always allowed them to touch and kiss her.
Grumbling, she got out of bed and threw herself into a nice hot shower, washing away the last bits of that wonderfully haunting dream.
"Good Morning Lieutenant Commander." Commander Jeffery Sinclair said as Susan entered C&C. "Sleep well?"
"I slept. That was the extent of it." Susan responded as she walked over to her consol. She sat down and began her morning check of all the systems.
Sinclair watched Ivanova for a moment. She seemed very irritable and distracted this morning, and rather than attempt to engage in conversation that may end up with him out an airlock, he decided to leave her be for the time being.
"Corwin, check the alien sector. Make sure all the levels are stable, we were having fluctuations yesterday, as well as make sure the air recycling is working in the Blue Sector." Susan commanded, her eyes never leaving her station. She couldn't look around because she may look at him and she couldn't, not after knowing now what she didn't before.
Her dreams were about Jeffery Sinclair.