Eli slipped quietly out of Chloe's room and made his way steadily towards his own room. After finding out about Matt's child, she needed support and a shoulder to cry on – a best friend to lean on. And well that's where mathboy came in, mathematical genius and pillow for crying damsels. In his head he figured a best friend was better than no friends, even if it wasn't a girlfriend.
He wasn't really expecting to hear anybody else up, and so it came as a surprise when out of the darkness he thought he heard somebody moan. Immediately he became alert, there wasn't another crazy alien running around again was there, because he didn't think he would be all that able to handle that right now.
Then he heard it again, a bit louder but from the left, Eli paused – it didn't sound like an, "I'm dying from an alien help me" kind of moan in fact it sounded like a -
Quickly Eli's mind finally caught up to him and he realized that he typically walked past the "showers" on board Destiny to get to Chloe's room.
I should just walk past, right? I mean they won't notice... and that's quite rude and well curiosity killed the cat and what-not...
Eli crept a bit forward and, without quite thinking it out first, glanced within the room and quickly returned his sight onto the hallway before him, eyes wide. He felt his race pulse and mentally slapped himself for not listening to the more wary side of his conscious.
Oh my god... why did I, was that? Did you see...
Hurriedly, Eli half stumbled, half ran to his quarters where he immediately buried himself into his bed – mind still racing with what he had seen in those brief seconds.
Those hands, that expression. Eli gulped, and felt something stir in his groins. Fuck. Mentally he told himself to just void it and sleep – but that night he dreamt about hands that burned when they touched him, and a voice that moaned out his name.
