Post by Deleted on Oct 12, 2014 10:13:58 GMT -8
As he grabbed her hand and brought it to his face, a low growl came from her throat. She could feel his hot breath on the tender underside of her wrist. A sudden pain caused her to gasp involuntarily and she watched him taste her blood. With a quick movement, he drew her to him and grunted. She wanted to feel his flesh against hers, not leather on leather, and she regretted not pursuing the opportunity when she had been naked in the hallway.
Her hands slid over his chest, searching blindly for an opening as she kept her eyes on his. She was on dangerous ground and would need to stop if he gave any indication that she had gone too far. He was, after all, her Captain. Finally finding flesh, she snaked her hand across his skin, feeling the warmth that lay beneath the armor.
They invested a lot to have you on this ship.
She frowned, cursing the words Robin spoke, the words that broke through the initial stages of her lust. Get out of my head, Star. Biting her lower lip, she searched M'Khol's eyes, but the only agenda present was the obvious one. Thinking about Robin was going to get her killed someday. Right now, she didn't need self-doubt, and she certainly didn't need to be worrying about him. He had made his choice. If he was killed, she would mourn him, but the future depended on moving forward, not back.
"Do not hold back," she growled to M'Khol as she threw aside one piece of his leather protection.
Robin who?
Tag @mkhol
Her hands slid over his chest, searching blindly for an opening as she kept her eyes on his. She was on dangerous ground and would need to stop if he gave any indication that she had gone too far. He was, after all, her Captain. Finally finding flesh, she snaked her hand across his skin, feeling the warmth that lay beneath the armor.
They invested a lot to have you on this ship.
She frowned, cursing the words Robin spoke, the words that broke through the initial stages of her lust. Get out of my head, Star. Biting her lower lip, she searched M'Khol's eyes, but the only agenda present was the obvious one. Thinking about Robin was going to get her killed someday. Right now, she didn't need self-doubt, and she certainly didn't need to be worrying about him. He had made his choice. If he was killed, she would mourn him, but the future depended on moving forward, not back.
"Do not hold back," she growled to M'Khol as she threw aside one piece of his leather protection.
Robin who?
Tag @mkhol