She stood under the hot spray revelling in the feel of the heat of the water wrapping around her keeping the cool of the mountain at bay.
She opened the curtain carefully, her eyes surveying the room.
"Sir, are you there?"
She wouldn't be able to tell you exactly what made her speak out to the would be empty room, she heard no sound and saw no movement, but she got the distinct feeling that she was being watched.
She got the feeling that he was there.
There was an extremely long pause.
"Nope." he said quietly his voice rumbling through the echoing room.
She sighed and closed the curtain.
"I could sue you for harassment, you know." she said from her hiding place, a smile evident in her voice.
"Aw, come on Carter," his voice replied, sounding closer than before, "Are you saying that you wouldn't do the same if you were in my position?"
"No, I wouldn't."
"So, you don't want to see me hot, wet and naked?"
"I...err...um."
The sound of a soft chuckle reached her ears.
"I knew it. So, you gonna be finished anytime soon? I've got other stuff to do."
"Didn't you see enough when I got in?"
"Not that that wasn't fantastic, but it was slightly lacking in the moist criteria."
"This isn't fair." she said quietly, almost to herself.
"Tell me about it, you can't even see the fact that I'm fulfilling the hot and naked criteria right now."
"Yeah, right. And even if you were I hope you remember where you put your invisible clothes."
"D'oh!" then there was a small pause.
"Ah shit!" the colonel's voice sounded as the sounds of something rustling across the floor and someone hitting the lockers reached her ears. "Found them."
"No kidding. So, what exactly where you planning, sir?"
"Well, I'm not technically here."
"So?"
"Carter..." the colonel whined.
"What?"
"I want to seduce you, is that such a crime?"
"Considering our ranks... yeah."
"And considering I'm not actually here..."
Pause.
"Sam?"
Her head appeared once more.
"Come here." she said quietly.
"Okay." he said softly, as he stopped just inches from her.
He watched as she reached out a hand and groaned softly as it came into contact with his naked invisible chest.
Her hand covered his fast beating heart, the thrum of it beneath her fingers mirroring her own fast pulse. She felt the rise and fall of his chest match the sounds of his soft though rapid breaths as her fingers brushed across the sparse hair of his chest to his side. She could feel the curve of his ribcage and then the toned muscles of his stomach. Her fingers slowed as they reached the top of his hip, her palm slid further down his side until her thumb reached his naked thigh muscle.
"Satisfied?" his voice rumbled quietly, his breath tickling the skin of her cheek.
"No." she said quietly looking down, wishing that she could see his eyes, then she whispered a covert invitation, "Not yet."
She could feel him move closer, feel the heat of his body so close to hers.
She could feel his breath mix with hers, his breath her own.
She could taste him in her breath; a most intoxicating and heady mix of all that was forbidden.
Then his lips brushed hers.