BLUE BALLS

Cherry waited till the barracks were empty, then sneaked in with her pot of honey. Trying not to laugh, she walked over to Blue's bunk and smeared every object he owned, even the bed. Then, she took the brush and wrote "Sweet Guys Deserve a Sweet Treat" on the wall where he couldn't miss it. Then, she went back to her room and waited for his return...and his reaction.

An hour passes and the Wing returns from field trials. suprisingly, there is no outburst from the Hangar, which is quite confusing considering the havoc Cherry wroght on Blue's bunk.

Soon, there is a knock on Cherry's door. When she answers it, there is no one in the entrance. Suddenly, one hand clasps onto her shoulder from above and another is positioned by her throat, holding a harmless practice dagger. A mischievious, laughing voice chuckles.

"I'm really that sweet?"

Cherry gasps. Part of her is scared to death, and part of her is aroused by Blue's touch. In the blur that this happens, she dosen't know it's only a practice dagger, and prepares to fight it out of his hand.

"Blue." she says with forced calm. "Put the knife down and we'll talk about this...please."

Blue notices that she hasn't caught on, and continues the act. "Oh, I don't know if that's such a good idea." he snickers, faking sincerity and inching the fake blade closer to her throat while his other hand moves into a light choke-hold. "I mean, you seem like a pretty dangerous charachter. I don't know if I feel safe..."

"All right, you asked for it!" Cherry elbows him, then spins around and presses his palm with her thumb to get the knife. It clatters to the ground and Cherry grabs it with lightning swiftness. "I haven't forgotten my little tricks." she says smirking and waving the knife. Then she looks at it, and a snarl crosses her face. "Blue! You little..." she starts to fly after him...

Blue snorts laughter. With a flurry of his kinked wings, he launches himself straight up in the air, and the wash from his sudden wingbeats interrupts Cherry's airborne progress. As Cherry compensates, Blue darts behind the shack and out of sight, snickering the entire time. Cherry shoots straight up into the air in vain before she realizes that Blue has ducked out of sight. She has a feeling of where he is, and her sensetive nose leads her to him.

"You think you're pretty clever, don't you?" she smiles, hovering over him. "This isn't over yet!"

Suddenly, Blue rockets out at her from his hiding place under a broken rafter. He wraps his arms around her shoulders, interrupting her wingbeats and sending them thumping back to the ground. A split second later, Blue has her pinned on her back. He's grinning like an idiot.

"I think it is now, eh?"

Cherry feels embarassed, partly from what just happened, and partly because she was secretly hoping he'd kiss her.

"Hey, I had to show you you'd met your match." she smiled, getting up and wondering what to do next. "I always have to outdo the enemy to best them..." she finished, drawing closer to him.

Blue slides off his perch and turns around Cherry, his wings ever so lightly brushing against her. "I'm sorry to break it to you, Cherry," he says, "but I'm more than a match for you when it comes to pranks. Your first day I decided to go easy on ya--you were lucky--" he pokes his smiling mug an inch from her face,and then slowly draws back.

Cherry's antennae crackle from the exitement of him being so close to her, and she can't control it. She's feeling it in other areas, too. She's sure her eyes are dialating, and she's only half comprehended what he's just said.

"No, I'm sure that was the only thing you could think of at the time." she says, smiling. "You didn't want to give TOO bad a first impression."

Blue smiles back. "Ahh...you're sharp one, ou are, with a good sense of humor and bad case of static electricity to boot!" He chuckles, watching her antennae crackle. "Don't touch a doorknob anytime soon, you'll electrocute yourself." One of his long, kinked antennae lightly brushes hers, and it jumps back suddenly, feigning an electric shock.

"Oh, so funny I forgot to laugh!" Cherry rolls her eyes. "I can set things on fire with these, you know." She feels a shiver run through her as his antenna touches hers, and wonders how much longer this is going to go on before somebody makes a move.

Before Cherry knows what happens next, Blue has leaned forward again and planted a smack right on her lips! He stands back, a satisfied grin on his face. "You're not the only one who can start fires..." he chuckles.

Cherry just stands there, melting, her eyes half closed and half in shock. "What...was...that?" she says slowly,not able to move. She hopes his nose isn't as sensetive as Delta's because she's burning up. If anything, she wants more.

Blue plays the smart-ass once more. "Oh," he says, "you don't know what that was? That was called a 'kiss', and it's the traditional form of communication between two civilised beings that proclaims the attraction of one to the other." He cocks his head, studying her with an idiotic grin on his face. "If you want an even more detailed explaination, I can refer you to a quite comprehensive encyclopedia in Educational Services..."

Cherry stops him in mid sentence. "I'm the hands on type myself." she says ina sultry voice, moving within breathing distance of him. "You started it. Now finish it."

Blue spooks a bit, but his demeanor dosen't change. He leans into her and gives her another quick kiss, then pulls back, gently rubbing her arms. "Hey," he says seriously, "not so fast. Can I get you a drink or something?" He smirks. "I know where Topper keeps his best brew, and the Wing just left for dinner, so they won't be home until late."

"I'm sorry." Cherry says, her eyes glowing. It's been a long time, and I really like you. You really got me going." As Blue rubs her arms, she has put hers around his waist and is caressing his back. "I just wanted a longer kiss, that's all. If you give me one, I'll have some sugar water with you, and we can talk. Why don't we sit down in the main room? It's really comfortable in there, and you don't have to be nervous about being alone in mine. Deal?" She smiles and waits for his response.

Blue studies her again. "All you wanted was a longer kiss? I think I can manage - that -" He smirks, then pulls her gently to him, giving her a long, open-mouthed kiss that sets both their wings buzzing. When he pulls back, he smiles his trademark grin again. "It's a deal. Now how about that drink?"

Cherry is blushing a deeper red, and not from embarassment. She has to linger in the afterglow before she can reply. "I'd love it." she says in a low voice,her eyes misty. "But I might want more physical contact...just kidding!" Of course, she's not kidding, but she dosen't want to overwhelm him. "After you, flyboy."

Blue smirks, and leads Cherry into the hangar, seating her in the plush, comfy chairs of the lounge. He goes behind Cara's counter and digs around for a bit, then pulls out a flask. Cherry can already smell the pungant liquor fumes even before Blue pulls up a pair of glasses and walks over, pulling up a chair opposite Cherry. He pours her some of the liquor and hands her the glass.

"Topper owes me, anyway." he says. "He shouldn't mind too much."

"Sounds like Topper owes everybody." Cherry laughs, taking her sugar water. "I don't like alcohol, so this'll do just fine." The strong smell of the other drink is abrasive to her sensetive nose, but she dosen't care. "Sorry if I'm a party pooper, but sugar water gets me weird enough. Not that I'm not already. But then, so are you." she teases, expecting him to get revenge in one way or another. "But if you were'nt, you wouldn't be so...interesting." She looks at him with narrowed eyes.

Blue downs the extra glass of liquor in one fell swig before starting on the other, more slowly this time around. "Interesting..." he muses. "That's possibly the nicest word anyone has used to describe me. I thank you for not using the usual euphanisms for me...so in return, I can just call you--sparkly." He grins, referring to her electric talents.

"That sounds better than my own name." Cherry smiles. "And you'd know why if you knew what it REALLY meant." She leans over and whispers that meaning in Blue's ear.

Blue jumps back, a semi-shocked look on his face, but he is laughing instead of acting freaked-out. "WHOOOOOoooa!" he chortles. "Wash your mouth out with soap, young lady!" he says, pouring some more booze and taking a big drink. He's looking a little flushed. "Do you know what my name menas? Betcha can't guess...Give up? It means...da da da da! Blue! What a coincidence,huh?"

Cherry is starting to get a little hyper from the sugar water. "Oh, that's so intelligent! Badumbum!" She starts to laugh, and sprays him.

Blue sits there, dripping with sugar water, his eys tightly closed. Suddenly, they pop open and he bursts out laughing. "Well, that's not the most terrible thing I've been sprayed with," he says, shaking himself dry like an insectile dog. "You shoulda been there the night Topper got a little---sick---during a night out. Ahh--I'll let you use your imagination." He winks, and then bounces off his seat and squeezes next to Cherry in her chair, which just happens to be big enough for two...

"I'd rather not use my imagination." Cherry winces. "I'll bet his barf could be patented!" Then, when Blue sits by her, she starts to feel horny again. "I thought you thought I was moving too fast!" she syas in a lower voice, knowing his boldness is partly brought on by the alcohol. "You might regret this tomorrow, though I won't."

Blue has an idea what is going through Cherry's mind. "I'm not drunk, if that's what you mean." he says, kissin gher gently on the cheek. "I just---know that you've been hurt before and recently, and I didn't want to do anything until I was sure you were serious...'cause I've been hurt before, too." He suddenly turns serious, and looks deep in her eyes., "I,uh, thought you were cute the first day you showed up here, but you showed more interest in the Sergeant, so I stayed back." He kisses her again, tenderly, this time delicately on the bridge of her nose.

Cherry is overwhelmed by his tenderness, even more than the kiss her gave her before. She is even more taken by his interest in her and his knowledge of what she's been through. "How did you know all that?" she asks in a faraway voice, lingering in his attention to her. "Did you read the diary, too? I mean, I know you could see I was interested in Delta, but how did you know those other things? I never told you about Runner. I have to admit I liked you the first day I met you, too,and thought you were funny as hell. Now I like you even more that I can see this sexy, serious side of you. Now you're as irrisistable as Delta...you know what we have to do, don't you?" Cherry brushes her antennas against his, sending a little current through them enough to tickle him. She can feel the fire from his own body burning against her, and straddles his lap, looking down at him before giving him a deep, hot, we, long tongue kiss...

Blue returns the kiss, groaning softly. "Uhh...no," he manages. "I - I never read your diary, I just - I just knew..." The current runs through him, and every fiber of his body absorbs it and succumbs to it like a succulent, sweet drug. He runs his hands down the length of her back, easing her down onto him, and then letting them trail up the gently-sweeping curves of her wings as she settles down. Another wave of pleasure courses through him, and he kisses her forcefully once more, his body quivering and pulsing with the sensation. Cherry feels his hardness increase with every kiss, and she takes him easily, wrapping her arms around his back. They entwine for another deep kiss, and Cherry relishes the feel of him inside her, so stiff and strong. He starts a slow and gentle rhythm, and she groans into his neck, taking her lips and tongue and sliding them up and down it.

Blue moans softly, and intensifies the pace, pleasure surging through every pore. He leans even closer to her, his head moving around and his mouth kissing her fervently on her neck and down to her shoulders. He clasps onto her even harder, and his back arches suddenly, sending another jolt of his own energy flowing into the powerful and sensuous dance that is their lovemaking.

Cherry feels his climax shoot through her like lightning, and she feels her own rippling in response, like ocean waves poundin on the surf. She grips him harder, supressing the screams of ecstacy that threaten to break out of her.

Blue actually growls, a low, alluring sound full of unspeakable pleasure. He continues in the intimate embrace as long as he can, absorbing and relishing every second that he is in her, and making sure she enjoys it just as much. When he feels his body giving way, he loosens his grip somewhat, continuing to stroke the sensetive membranes of her wings as he does. Finally, when the inevitable end to their precious session is in sight, he lets out a long, satisfied sigh, and slowly, carefully, leans back, exhausted and surrounded by a warm, damp, and utterly happy proverbial blanket.

Cherry leans in to give him a finishing slow, sensuous kiss, drinking in the sweetness of his scent. She finishes to touch her nose to his, not wanting to let go. Although she is satisfied, she needs to linger in his embrace. "Come to my room and spend the night." she suggests. "I know this isn't going to be enough..."

Blue stares deeply at her, and smiles, his warm brown eyes blinking slowly. "I don't think so either..." he shispers pausing as a late wave of pleasure threatens to surge..."You're incredible, Cherry." he manages when the feeling passes. "By all means, I'd LOVE to stay at your place," he says as he trails a finger around the patterns on her chest. "I never thought I'd feel like this..." he continues softly. He is completely awestruck, and still spinning. He is already addicted to her.

Cherry loves this side of him. She never expected to see such predatorial passion beneath the class-clown surface. She's addicted to him, too, and takes his hand, leading him to her room. Blue lays on the bed and Cherry gets out some special stuff to give him a sensuous massage.

Blue closes his eyes, allowing the scent of the potion to take over, and soon, he is completely relaxed and at ease. "Cherry?" he asks softly, "What does this mean, now? Beg your pardon, but to be honest..." he pauses as she works her hands into a formerly very tight muscle. "I've never felt like this before." He winces, hoping he dosen't sound like a total baby.

"Are you saying I was the first?" Cherry leans over him and says this low in his ear. She caresses his shoulders and back in an S-shaped pattern, feeling overwhelmed by his vulnerability. "I bet you've fantasized it countless times. Don't worry..." she says, kissing neck, "I'll take good care of you." She can't understand what this man is doing to her, making her feel continuously sensual. Her hands move down and rub his tail section slowly, pausing to give the tip of it a kiss. "Even Delta didn't make me this crazy." she admits. "The funny thing is, you still feel like my friend, too. We have a lot of getting to know each other ahead of us, in more wyas than one. Blue, you're welcome anytime...for anything...mmmmmm" She can't resist another kiss on his cheek.

Blue is starting to get light-headed agian. He returns the kiss..then turns and simply looks at her. "I - if you don't mind," he mumbles, a shy grin on his face. "I'd just like to lay here with you...I - I just want to enjoy this moment as much as I can." He turns bright red, "As for being the first...it was the first like - that - that's for sure-beg'n your pardon, but I don't want to overdo it, if that's possible." He hopes he hasn't said anything stupid.

Cherry sighs, realizing he needs to rest, and realy, so does she. But she gladly accepts the offer. "I'd love that, Blue." she agrees. "Com'ere..." They entwine for a slow, romantic sensual kiss, then Cherry curls up with her back against him, feeling his body against her. She's tired, but still wants him. She hopes nobody knocks on the door while they're sleeping an catch them in this compromising position. Before she drifts off, she whispers to Blue, "When you're ready agian, let me know." She wiggles against him, trying not to get too exited by his masculine body, and finally starts to sleep.

Blue mumbles an affirmative "Mmmm-hmmm," and slowly drifts off to sleep, confortable and at ease with the feel of her next to him.