This is set before 'Rude Awakening'

Fira leant against the side of the techtable

"So, how's she holding up?"
"Real good," Corso looked up, "I can't thank you enough for getting Torchy back to me,"

Well farmboy, there is one way you could thank me.

She quite quickly told that particular part of her mind to shut up, it didn't shut up, just sat there and grumbled in the corner.
Fira shrugged, "You helped me get 'The Lark' back, least I could do,"

Since he's got his blaster back, he could go running off now.

She told that part of her mind, yet again to shut up. And it grumbled even louder this time.

Fira didn't say anything for a little while, and neither did he. It was a companionable silence though, which was nice.

She was actually quite content to watch him work on the blaster. Maybe a little too content.

She watched as deft fingers worked, and saw the look of concentration on his face, and actually just how light his touch seemed to actually be…

She tried to ignore the path her thoughts seemed to be going down, with little avail.

Playfully she sidled up next to him, leaning in just close enough to breathe in that blaster-oil and something else she wasn't quite sure of but it smelt pretty good.

She saw how he tensed up slightly, not quite sure what she was planning.

That part of her mind was practically cackling right about now, she paid little attention to it.

"You know," She smirked slipping her hand over his, something she had done before. She slowly started to trace a lightly calloused thumb over his hand, which was something she hadn't done before. "I've noticed just how good you are with your hands,"

It was quite hard not to snigger as she noticed the way he gripped the edge of the table with his free hand. And the colour that had flushed over him just sealed the deal.

Her green eyes sparkled with mischief as he swallowed a few times, as he tried to say something.

"Really?"

She was impressed with how he managed to 'keep' his voice somewhat steady.

Fira leant herself in closer to him, "I don't know about you, but I've got a couple of ideas… if you'd let me show you,"

He had spoken similar words to her that drunken night after that hellish ordeal on Taris… she was waiting, baiting him even to see just what her farmboy would do.
"I like the sound of that," She noticed his voice wavered a bit, so she wondered if he was just bluff…

To her surprise he grabbed her around the waist and pulled her in for a kiss. One hand pressing her to him, the other one tangling into the short layers at the back of her red hair. There was something slightly hesistant about it to start with, but it was as if he was trying to match that kiss she'd given him after escaping the treasure ship. She let herself just be taken in by the kiss.

And she had to admit if he wasn't grabbing her so much she probably would've fallen over. Her arms slipped around his shoulders.

When they stopped, she casually rested her hand on the table. (mainly as her legs may have been shaking, just a bit)

He cleared his throat again, looked away and swallowed a few times,

"Gotta admit, I quite like this side of you," She grinned; she placed her hand on his chest before planting a light kiss on his still flushed cheek. "Always thought you had it in ya,"

Before he could say anymore, she left. But she winked at him just before she left the room.

He stood there for a few moments, grinning slightly as he placed his hands on the table.

He'd have fallen over otherwise.