The mutual silence that had descended between them when he came out of the bathroom had been something he was grateful for. There had been no pressure for him to explain what he couldn't or wouldn't put into words. He'd fallen asleep with his nose in her hair, her scent slowly burning away all the vicious images in his mind. Later, he had woken with her pressed against him, her body soft and warm with sleep, and she'd truly looked like something out of a dream. He'd had to touch her, just to make sure she was real, had had to kiss her just to show how much he appreciated that she was still there. It was rare for him to have the opportunity for that kind of slow, languid sex, but it was all the better because of it. All the more special. There had been a lazy smile on his face as he drifted back to sleep
( ... )
For a moment before she walks onto the bridge, her mind drifts back to the way he looked at her in the middle of the night, as if she was the answer to all his dreams. And afterward... when his smile was so content. It's really one of the most empowering things she's ever experienced, to have him look at her as if she were his hazina. She treasures him the same way, and she hopes he knows it. And... she trusts him, far more than she ever expected to. Trusts him enough that she's showing up on the bridge in pants, because while she's not entirely sure where it'll lead it's decidedly new territory.
She half expects him not to react, but she can see in his eyes that he knows exactly what she's doing when she dons the alternate uniform. It makes her heart flip in her chest, and suddenly she's not sure how she's going to make it through her shift. Still, this feels like a challenge; she makes sure her hips sway a little as she walks to her station
( ... )
The shift is definitely going to be a challenge for both of them, and he tries not to make the way his eyes follows the sway of her hips too obvious. Or the effect she has on him. And really, he should know by now that he needs to have a PADD at hand at all times when she's on the bridge.
She, of course, takes his challenge and throws it right back at him and, God, if he wasn't already falling for her, he would be now. Just the way she says his title sends a little thread of anticipation down his spine, and he's sure she can see the way his pupils dilate just a little bit with arousal. "It's not against regulations as such, Lieutenant. But your creases are sloppy. And that is against regulations. If you don't know how to wear the pants, you shouldn't bother to
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She's still not quite able to believe that this is really happening. They always banter and smirk at each other on the bridge, but never like this. Never with what already feels like a game to see just how far they can drive the other to distraction. The professional in her objects, but she did start this... And she wants to finish it.
She's looking at him when she delivers her comeback, and she can see the arousal in his eyes even though he tries to hide it. Even more than that, she can hear it it in his voice under the layers of teasing. It makes her stomach squirm, and she has to resist the urge to look back at the timepiece on her station and start counting down the minutes. She's quite familiar with the effect he has on her, but it's happening so quickly. The fact that he brought up regulation really shouldn't make her knees grow a little weak. And here is his advantage. He can get away with saying a lot more than she can. She can banter back, but she'll have to be careful she doesn't overstep what she would normally
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She half expects him not to react, but she can see in his eyes that he knows exactly what she's doing when she dons the alternate uniform. It makes her heart flip in her chest, and suddenly she's not sure how she's going to make it through her shift. Still, this feels like a challenge; she makes sure her hips sway a little as she walks to her station ( ... )
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She, of course, takes his challenge and throws it right back at him and, God, if he wasn't already falling for her, he would be now. Just the way she says his title sends a little thread of anticipation down his spine, and he's sure she can see the way his pupils dilate just a little bit with arousal. "It's not against regulations as such, Lieutenant. But your creases are sloppy. And that is against regulations. If you don't know how to wear the pants, you shouldn't bother to ( ... )
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She's looking at him when she delivers her comeback, and she can see the arousal in his eyes even though he tries to hide it. Even more than that, she can hear it it in his voice under the layers of teasing. It makes her stomach squirm, and she has to resist the urge to look back at the timepiece on her station and start counting down the minutes. She's quite familiar with the effect he has on her, but it's happening so quickly. The fact that he brought up regulation really shouldn't make her knees grow a little weak. And here is his advantage. He can get away with saying a lot more than she can. She can banter back, but she'll have to be careful she doesn't overstep what she would normally ( ... )
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