Indiscretions
By kdkaine
Farscape belongs to Henson and Co.
Setting: Anytime after PKW
Rating: NC-17
"Frell!"
She lets the sheet fall from her naked body as she sits up, covered in sweat and other bodily fluids from the last few arns activities. She arches her back and stretches, the familiar, satisfied ache between her thighs protest any movement as she turns to sit on the edge of the bed.
She looks over at the sleeping face of her latest lover and wonders how it came to be this way. Every commerce planet they stop at, it's always the same, she comes down on the pretense of looking for supplies, and invariably ends up looking for something else.
Hot, fast frells in dingy hotel rooms, almost as satisfying as the encounters of her youth, a few arns of pleasure with a willing male whose face or name she will not remember by the time she returns to Moya.
She can't remember what caused her to seek out these illicit encounters, but the pain of D'Argo's death and the emptiness it left affected them all differently, and she knows of no other way to deal with the grief that is choking her. After the first time she swore she would never do it again, consumed by the guilt of betraying her love once again, but once she started she found that she could not stop.
As she stands to make her way to the bathing alcove, the evidence of her indiscretion begins to trickle down the inside of her thighs, and she knows it cannot last forever. Sooner or later she will be discovered, and she shudders to think about what will happen then.
"Are you leaving?"
She starts as hands cup her breasts from behind and closes her eyes as her companion begins sucking on her neck. "I have to go; my shipmates will be looking for me soon."
He turns her around and lifts her up, pinning her to the shower wall and she can feel his need as he enters her again. "They can wait a little longer." He says as he begins to thrust in and out of her aching sex.
She closes her eyes as she surrenders to his passion, and is soon overwhelmed by her own. After they have both climaxed, he leaves her to her cleaning, and soon she is dressed and making her way back to the transport pod.
As she flies back to Moya, she realizes that it's almost time to feed the baby, she never meant to stay so long, but she has a transport full of supplies, and she hopes that will keep John and the others from wondering about the delay.
End
*Authors Note: Please don't kill me! It just popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone until I broke down and wrote it.