Disclaimer: I own none of the characters from Johm Ringo's Black Tide series, I'm just borrowing them for awhile. I strongly expect he won't approve. This is a divergence from book two, more or less, as both characters involved are depressingly hetero in the books.

Black Tide Rising :One

To Sail a Sapphic Sea

Sophia Smith, Ensign US Navy and Captain of the Bella Senorita was sort of peeking up onto the flying deck where her clearance officer, Olga, was sunbathing nude. Again. The attractive blond was a crack shot, funny as hell and, frankly, very sexy.

Now, Sophia herself wasn't a stranger to nude sunbathing. Her last boat had been named 'No Tan Lines' and frankly she had lived up to it. But she had been surrounded by crew she was comfortable with, and frankly no one was going to mess with her.

(Having a family like her's tended to scare dates off, Sophia had discovered. Her Da, Steve Smith, known as Commodore Wolf to many, was the leader of this crazy fleet of ships, was a former paratrooper and frankly scared the hell out of enemies and allies alike. Her sister Faith, called Shewolf, was if possible even scarier, and was a literal Zombie killing machine. If you fucked with her, it was death.)

Nice to have as backup, but that, plus Sophia's own weapon's skills, kinda scared off the boys. Though if she was honest, she hadn't really chased the boys much... just enough to keep her da happy. She had generally figured she just wasn't all that sexual.

At least that was what she had THOUGHT until Olga arrived.

On her first day she and Olga had bonded about guns and such, but things had changed when Olga had sauntered by her, nude, to tan on the flying deck in front of the ship. Her hips had swayed gently, her small breasts bounced, and the curtains certainly matched the drapes. Seeing Olga's amused expression Sophia had turned away, busying herself with the job.

AS her small convoy made it's way up the coast, they spent a lot of time together. Olga was cheerful an flirtatious with everyone, which Sophia found surprisingly irritating. ESPECIALLY when Olga went into her sex bomb act, which was just... hot, yet disturbing.

One afternoon Sophia paused as she heard peals of laughter, then noted the familiar music. Tub Thumping from Chumbawumba played, and Sophia came upon a very amused Olga watching the video on one of the bridge monitors.

"So this is your SISTER?" Olga asked, amused as they watched Faith get dogpiled by infected, struggle her way out and kill more of them. It was darkly funny as hell, since Faith was so heavily armoured that they couldn't really hurt her.

"Yup, that's Faith," Sophia agreed. She manipulated the controls a second, "I thought this was especially funny..."

Olga burst into giggles again as Faith ended up face first. A female infected, seizing her chance, tried to bite her ass! Her perplexed expression as she couldn't get any purchase on the kevlar protected hiney was hilarious.

"Poor thing," Olga giggled as she reversed the video and watched it again, "can't blame her tho. That butt looks plenty munchable."

Sophia arched a eyebrow, "And you're a expert on munchable butts?"

Olga blushed so cutely Sophia nearly laughed. "I have munched on a few," she protested then stopped. "That did NOT come out like I wanted."

Sophia laughed aloud that time. "I totally do not want to know," she shook her head, smiling as she leaned on the counter beside her.

"If it helps," Olga was back to teasing mode, "I think all the ladies of the Smith family have munchable butts."

That time Sophia blushed. "Like you've had that much experience," she waved it off casually while secretly wondering.

Olga gave her a look that was almost smoldering. "Some of the stories about models are true," she pointed out, "and trust me, I have seen a lot..."

Sophia decided that she COULDN'T be implying what she thought she was implying. "Well, I'd better get back to it," she said lamely and fled.

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The crew of the Bella Senorita had a unique method of drawing out zombies from the towns they ended up in the harbor of. Experience had taught them that infected were drawn to light and sound. So, the evening before they carefully secured their ships, cranked the stereo, put up some lights and had a party.

Booze, ironically, was almost never a problem to acquire. For whatever reason people fleeing the zombie apocolypse seemed intent on saving their booze and jewels. So they often found boats with dead sailors and lots of booze.

The music pounded as Sophia sipped a drink, watching her sailors dance. The guys and Paula were having fun, bumping and grinding to something off a MP3 list that they had gotten. Another advantage of a modern Zombie Event... lots of nice personal tech to salvage too. When they weren't killing zombies and such.

"Hey cap, come dance?" Anarchy called, the man managing to look silly yet also having fun as he did a hoppy sort of jig.

"Nah, I'm good here," Sophia waved it off.

Just then Olga came up from bellow and Sophia nearly spat out her drink. All of the crew were in bathing suits of one type or another, as it was too hot for regular clothes. Besides, it was a party. But Olga was wearing... uhm... dental floss and a few pieces of cloth, pretty much.

"Eeep," Sophia eeped, wide eyed.

"Hii," Olga purred as she passed where Sophia was sitting.

"Hi," Sophia managed to croak out.

Olga danced as sexily as she dressed, swaying her hips and writhing erotically. Sophia could feel her mouth going dry and sipped a bit more of her booze. Probably NOT a good idea, but... Even stranger was how stand offish Olga was tonight. She waved off anyone trying to dance with her, bumping and grinding alone. And often Olga was gazing at Sophia as she danced. Her eyes were almost hypnotic as she met Sophia's eyes, then looked away with a little smile.

"I think I'd better head bellow," Sophia noted as she finished up her drink.

"Heads up," Paula warned.

Olga stalked to where Sophia now stood, her expression amused. "Dance with me," she said, offering her hand.

"I don't think that's a good idea," Sophia tried to refuse.

Olga grinned, "Don't be a chicken."

"You're daring me now?" Sophia asked as she took the offered hand.

"If that's what it takes," Olga winked.

Sophia TRIED to just sway her hips a bit, put in a obligatory appearance then retreat to her cabin. Olga was having none of that. She pulled Sophia close and ground against her, their hips rocking together erotically. She kept them close, her hands resting on Sophia's hips.

"Hnn," Sophia bit her lip to choke back a actual moan.

Olga let her hands slide down to Sophia's ass and squeezed gently. "I'm going to my bunk. If you want, you can join me..."

Before Sophia could respond, Olga slipped away, picking up her beer then heading bellow. She was left, mildly stunned, then quickly headed back to her unfinished drink. She drank the rest, debated with herself a moment, then headed down.

Addressing the partyers she said, "No one go below for a bit."

"Aye aye cap'n," Anarky grinned.

The cabin was dim, but it was easy to see Olga, especially since she had already shed the tiny bathing suit. "About time," the blonde smirked.

"This is a VERY bad idea," Sophia noted as she hesitated in the enterance.

Olga looked exasperated, "It's a VERY good idea, as it will stop me from shamelessly chasing after my captain for weeks."

"Weeks?" Sophia asked as she stepped inside.

"Do you think I was doing all that sunbathing JUST for my tan?" Olga sighed. "Damn you are clueless."

"That's no way to talk about your captain," Sophia smiled, as she walked closer, "you may have to be punished."

"Ooh, baby," Olga purred as she pulled Sophia closer to the bunk, "I've been a VERY bad girl. You may have to punish me for hours..."

Their first kiss was tentative, at first, then more forceful. Olga and Sophia wrestled for dominance, then Olga seemed to relax against her. Sophia let her hands roam freely, even as Olga snuggled against her.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," Olga purred, then slowly and sexily kissed her way down Sophia's body.

'Oh WOW...,' Sophia found herself thinking a few moments later.

To be continued...?

Notes: WAS thinking about doing a explicit sex scene, but decided not. Might continue if I can come up with a good plot. Annoyingly this has ate up a good week of writing, and honestly I'm not that thrilled with it.