"You gonna take me?"

"What?" Shalimar asked as she looked to the nearly naked psionic sitting across from her in her bra and underwear.

"I said you gonna take a card?"

"Oh, no."

"So what's your call?" Emma asked as she shifted herself on the bed to allow for more comfort.

Shalimar licked her lips as she caught the slight jiggle in her breasts when she settled herself back down. She'd hardly been able to concentrate on her cards with Emma so close to her, especially since she was sprawled across the bed like a supermodel.

Shalimar looked down to remind herself of her current stance in the game. She sat on the bed in nothing but her black bra and that seemed to be a size too small and her tiny, black thong.

"I think I better fold out," she finally said with a forced smile as she placed her cards face down on the bed.

"Come on, Shal, I thought we agreed no folding out."

Emma flashed her a knowing grin and gestured her eyes to the cards below.

"Well…,"

"So when the going gets tough the ferals cave huh?"

"No, that's not it."

"I think it is. Come on I thought you were a mighty feral not a chicken," Emma implored her.

"Chicken? You calling me a chicken?"

"Yeah, that's right," the psionic teased as she sat upright. "What are you gonna do about it?"

Emma reached over to try and get a peek at Shalimar's cards but the feral quickly grabbed her wrist to stop her. Emma brought her other hand over but soon found it too was stopped by Shalimar. Shalimar glared down into the psionics playful eyes as she held her wrists gently between her hands. Emma lunged herself forward in a giggle as she attempted to reach the cards but Shalimar's quick reflexes allowed her to pounce on top of the psionic as she held her down on the bed.

The two looked like something out of a soft core porno filmed at the Playboy Mansion as they wrestled on the bed. Emma managed to escape the ferals clutches and ducked underneath her to dive onto the cards she'd been protecting. Shalimar quickly turned herself around to throw her body across the back of the psionic who was now grinning at her losing hand. Shalimar sighed in defeat and eased herself back off the psionic to allow her to shift herself onto her back.

"Now I see why you were such a chicken," Emma said as she laughed and dropped the cards to the floor.

"Yeah, yeah," Shalimar said as she looked down to Emma beneath her. She felt flushed as their bodies touched and didn't realize she'd pinned Emma to the bed pretty good. She felt her arousal growing inside her and knew if Emma didn't do something soon it would mean trouble for the both of them.

Emma looked up at Shalimar and tried to move her shoulders which were cornered by Shalimar's hands.

"Um, Shal, a little uncomfortable here," Emma said as she twitched in her half sideways half back position.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry."

Shalimar backed up and sat back down on the bed to allow Emma to lift herself to a sitting position once more. Emma smiled a thank you at Shalimar and began to fix her slightly out of place top. Shalimar salivated at watching her fondle with her bra and run her fingers across the sexy garment. She watched the psionic like a cat watching a bird as she adjusted the underwear Shalimar had altered upon tackling her. She shivered at the tingles that crept themselves across her almost bare body. It never ceased to amaze her all the feelings the psionic could stir deep inside her. Feelings she never knew she had. Feelings she never would've thought could exist if she wasn't experiencing them for herself.

Just looking at the psionic play with her bra made her wet. She wondered if she was right for ignoring the obvious sexual energy between them. Energy she knew they could use to create something beautiful if given the proper chance.

Shalimar hoped Emma didn't notice her nipples becoming harder as she perspired at watching her. As Emma finished fixing herself up she turned her gaze back to Shalimar with a wide grin across her face.

"What?" Shalimar asked at the mischievous look the psionic wore.

"You know," Emma began as she failed to hold back the smile she was feeling. "You did lose."

"So?"

"So…you know the rules."

Under normal circumstances Shalimar would gladly remove a piece of her clothing but being as how turned on she was, and how obvious it would be to Emma, she wondered if now was the proper time to be disclosing everything to her. Especially after the talks they'd recently had.

"You mean…," Shalimar trailed off as she wanted to hear Emma ask for it herself.

"Off with those clothes."

"But, were done. I mean, the game's over. You won."

"No. You only need to remove one thing. You'll still have something on."

Emma smiled in anticipation over to the feral.

"You won't be satisfied 'til I'm wearin' nothin' but a smile, will ya?"

Emma laughed and bit her bottom lip as she starred at the feral.

"Nope. Now let's go. Strip."

Shalimar sighed and reached around her back to grab her bra hooks within her fingers.

"Do you want me to put the heat on a little more?" Emma asked as Shalimar fumbled with the garment.

"If you want."

Shalimar knew she wasn't the least bit cold. She found herself fumbling over the hooks as Emma stood to make her way to the wall to adjust the temperature. She watched the psionic stand on her tip toes to allow her to reach it and admired the way her butt would move under the black silk. What a work of art she was.

When Emma returned to the bed she smiled at seeing a now topless Shalimar shuffling the cards once again.

"And we would be tied if I hadn't worn these underwear today," Emma said with a smile as she sat herself back onto the bed only to be closer to the feral than before

"Why did you wear them?"

"Those pants itch a little."

Shalimar shook her head and began to deal the cards.

"Guess that's not a problem anymore."

Emma laughed and looked at the pile of cards in front of her.

"You sure you wanna keep playing. I mean we can stop now."

"Oh, after you get to see the goods huh? I'm not gonna be the only Lady Godiva here, sweetie."

"Well you aren't yet but if you keep playing like you have been you soon will be."

Shalimar raised her eyebrows at Emma and lay herself down on her side across from the now sprawled out psionic now less than a foot from her own body. She held her cards and tried desperately to keep her eyes off Emma's glorious cleavage that rest itself half a foot in front of her on a slope that only heightened her perfection. She'd sneak a peek in every so often and wondered if the psionic could sense what it was doing to her.

As Shalimar was rearranging her cards she caught herself in another cleavage peek at Emma. When her eyes trailed back upwards she noticed the psionic was staring right at her and smiling.

"They're not bad huh?" Emma asked as she looked down at herself.

"They're beautiful," Shalimar replied.

"Really?"

"You know I think you're beautiful, Emma."

"Thank you."

Emma smiled back and for the first time Shalimar noticed she had inched herself even closer to her anxious body. She felt her lips becoming warmer as the psionics breath blew itself across them. She shifted her eyes once more so that they collided with Emma's own. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion for her as their faces drew themselves closer and closer to each other. She felt dizzy and delirious and wasn't sure if it was her or Emma that was moving, or if maybe it was both of them. The only thought on her mind was kissing the psionics soft, moist lips and feeling them all over her own.

As Shalimar felt the ragged breath of the psionic push its way into her mouth she suddenly felt like all her dreams were within reach. A second later she felt the slightest bit of Emma's lip touch her bottom one and before she could even enjoy it, felt her quickly pulling away as Adam's voice interrupted their silence. Shalimar drew in a quick breath at the startlement.

"Emma, you there?" Adam asked over the comlink that was on the floor where Emma had left it.

"Yea, Adam, I'm here. What's up?"

Emma reached down to the floor to remove the link from underneath her shirt where she wasn't even aware it had fallen to.

"I need you to go to the lab and check up on some things for me."

"Oh, sure," Emma replied and stood to her feet. She pulled her pants back on and Shalimar couldn't remember ever feeling so disappointed.

"Is Shalimar awake?"

"Yeah, I'm here, Adam," the feral answered.

"Good. I could use your help as well."

"Yeah," Shalimar said as she tried not to sound so let down at her response.

"Why don't you girls get to the lab and I'll instruct you from there."

"We're on our way, Adam," Emma informed as she pulled her top back over her head.

Shalimar sighed and slid herself off the bed to begin dressing herself as well.