Cress Darnel was most definitely inexperienced when it came to sex. That is to say, when it came to having sex with someone else. What? She had access to literally every website in the galaxy and you don't think she got a little curious? So when Thorne had taken way too long to make a move, Cress took matters into her own hands.

Of course she was beyond tech savvy. She could steer this ship with a few clicks to the keyboard and the push of one green button. The button didn't have to be green, it just happened to be. So when she told Thorne to take a break and eat something, it took approximately 14 seconds to program the course and for her to sneak off to her cabin. Thorne would take at least 30 minutes to eat, so she was in no hurry.

Cress undid her ponytail and let her blonde hair fall to her shoulders; it had grown out a bit since the satellite crash, but she had decided that short was her new style. She mussed it up a bit, giving it some volume, she applied a quick layer of lip gloss and mascara, just enough to make her look as alluring as the girls on her computer screens, and slipped into her new blue nightie. It glowed a little in the starlight and fell over her curves in just the right way. If this didn't do it for him, she didn't know what would.

Cress quietly snuck back to the cockpit with nine minutes to spare; she began her plan.

Step 1: Position herself in the pilot's seat so Thorne can't see anything but her hair. Rest her feet on the console.

Step 2: Call out to him. "Captain?" Wait 1… 2… 3… seconds. "Captain, come here. It's important!"

Step 3: Wait for him to come to her. He will see there is no emergency, he will ask if she is okay.

Step 4: Answer all of his questions with "Captain." Add a little lust into her voice, make him want her.

Step 5: Swivel the chair, just enough to tempt him. And when he is craving her, pounce.

Cress was not counting on him to be so flustered. She knew his reputation, she knew he had done this before. Or she thought he had. The poor man looked like he was lost, like he had no clue what was going on. When it finally hit Thorne, that she wanted him to sleep with her, it had sunk in for Cress as well. Carswell Thorne was a virgin…