Liquid Amazing (Kila)

[Reky]

She had to admit, she was intensely proud of herself. She'd finally got all settled in today, she finally had a bit of a sense of how the Weyr's map went, and she still felt just as excited as she had the first day she'd gotten here. Not an hour earlier, the final shelf in her particular office was reorganized. She was a creature of habit. She liked having things in places she was used to, instead of having to get used to them all over again. She'd refrained from reorganizing the rest of the infirmary, since after all, she wasn't the only one there. Anyways, though, she was proud. Very proud, and very happy!

"There we go, Andry!" Cleo said to the pudgy firelizard resting on the shelf. He chirruped lazily. "All done! Thanks for the help, kiddo." The flit's mood improved vastly as she reached over to scratch his eyeridges and stroke down his back. His eyes were closed in the pleasure of it, but he sent her images of happy, lovey colours to make up for it. He rolled a little on his side, and she patted his belly.

"I thiiink," she said, ponderously, and grinning mischievously, "This calls for a celebration! Right, Andry?" He chirped. "Exactly," laughed Cleo, and she scurried to a box in the corner. She pulled out a glass bottle, full of deep red liquid. Benden wine. Shells, she'd been saving this for something good! Granted, maybe finally getting moved in wasn't all that amazing, but she was getting a little tired of waiting. It was a decent excuse to pop it open and taste it. Oh... It had to be so good! So, so good! With Andry plopping down on her shoulder, she pulled the cork, and filled herself a glass.

Really, it tasted better and better with every sip. And eventually she was wandering the halls-less-trod with a second glass of it, humming pleasantly to herself. Her walking was rather aimless and dance-like, as if she was trying to cover up her tipsiness. It didn't take much for her to start feeling that buzzing in her head, and the warm feeling throughout her entire body. Every time she passed a bit of a hallway that was a little in need of a change in glows, it was a surprise. Oh! It was dark! But then it wasn't again, as she moved on past a better glowbasket.

It was pretty. It really was. The dark was pretty. The way the glows were fuzzy and like moonshine in her eyes was so pretty! She giggled like a schoolgirl, "Oh! Andry!" and her voice was a tad too loud, "Don't you love it? Ohhh, it's so... loveitable, Andry." The brown had been asleep. Not anymore, though. All he gave in reply was a heavy, huffy sigh. Cleo leaned against the wall.

"It iiiiiis, Andryyyy!" She smiled wistfully, and went to take another drink. Wait. Wasn't there supposed to be wine in there? Where'd it go? Had she really drank the whole second glass already? Oh, shells. She'd have to go get more. She pushed herself off the stone wall, and started walking, bounce in her step, back to her office-slash-quarters. Her humming started up again, rather cheery but pretty darn beatless.

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[Kila]

Nadya leaned against the wall of a tunnel, her arms crossed loosely against her chest and her face a mask of amusement. Nadysk appeared next to her in the darkness, carrying his huge frame with the grace and skill of practice and making no sound as he came. He looked up at her, his eyes whirring curiously. What so funny, Mine? Look. She tilted her head slightly down the tunnel. Nadysk peered into the darkness and cocked his head to the side, feeling confused. Not handler. What she doing here? …What she doing? Nadya shushed him wordlessly and Nadysk watched obediently.

From the darkness stumbled a girl that neither of them had ever seen before. She was staggering and talking to herself- No, to a flitter- and seemed to be quite happy. Nadya spied the almost empty glass of wine in her had. Ah, that’s why. Nadysk backed up so his rump was against the wall and watched with His as the strange girl stumbled right past them. She didn’t make it far, though she might’ve in her mind, before stopping, jabbering, looking at her glass and turning back around, just as happy as before.

The entertainment came easy tonight, Nadya commented to Nadysk, still leaning comfortably against the wall. Their heads turned again and watched as she passed by a second time. I think we should help her, Nadya declared. Nadysk looked up as her suspiciously. Yes, help. Be nice. Nothing funny, Mine. Nadya grinned, a wide, Cheshire smile. Nadysk, where is your faith in humanity? she chided playfully, mischief playing at the edges of her voice. Her Wher knew her all too well. Nadysk gave a draconic sigh as Nadya pushed herself off the wall and followed.

Hands in pockets, Nadya sashayed lazily up behind Chelo. ”Excuse me, ma’am,” she said in her ear.

[Reky]

That's right, she'd just head back to her office and get some more. Hopefully she remembered what way it was. She was pretty sure it was this way, since she hadn't remembered ever turning. Ah well, she'd get there eventually. And she could always ask directions! She would have asked Andry, but chances were high he hadn't even been paying attention. Probably had his eyes closed for the most part. The pudgy brown really did like sleeping...

And as such, he didn't sense Nadya coming up behind them, and Cleo only noticed when it was too late. The words in her ear made her jump and gasp loudly. The only thing keeping her from dropping the wineglass was that she was gripping it so tightly. She looked over her shoulder, green eyes wide and scared, at Nadya.

"You gave me a heart-attack!" she spluttered. Her voice fell, though, and her expression melted to one more of awe and soft staring, drinking it in. "Oh... my." She was very fuzzy. Very fuzzy. It was clicking, though, that some gorgeous, gorgeous woman was right there behind her. Very gorgeous. It could have been the alcohol talking but she was pretty sure she was just very gorgeous anyways. And tall!

"Hellooo," she drawled, smiling lazily now. On her shoulder, Andry had half a mind to open his eyes. One whirling little slit appeared as he looked at Nadya, and he grunted. Ugh. People... He didn't want people right now! He wanted to sleep! He began to well up the energy to actually move and get off Cleo's shoulder, so he could between to her office and get a decent nap. He just... had to wait. Not enough energy quite yet. Waiting, waiting, he yawned.

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[Kila]

Nadya smiled and leaned back to watch as the Cleo spun around in fright and spluttered. On a long list of things she enjoyed, getting a reaction out of people was near the top. This one was especially entertaining. She watched with amusement as the girl’s face turned from one of shock and fear to a fuzzy drunken comprehending stage, to a look of coy fortune. Her eyes were slightly glassy, but that didn’t keep them from giving her away.

”Helloooo,” Nadya drawled back in her own, lower voice, her smile matching Cleo’s. ”I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.” She had. ”I certainly wouldn’t want you to have a heart attack- the only healing I know is mouth to mouth.” That was genuine. Nadya certainly didn’t want this stranger to keel over and die. She looked fun, and she was very pretty. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green, and her hair was a light reddish-blonde. It was short and practical- which was very attractive. She was very thin too, as opposed to Nadya’s obviously strong build, and she imagined that she could easily hold her down or in an embrace- which was also a very appealing idea.

”You look a little flushed,” she spoke, making her voice concerned. ”And I couldn’t help but notice you were a little wobbly on your way. Nadysk and I don’t have watch for a while yet- why don’t you let me help you back to where you need to go?” Without waiting for a reply, Nadya moved smoothly to her side, bowing under Cleo’s arm so that it rested over her shoulders and wrapping her own arm around Cleo’s waist. Their personal space now drastically reduced, Nadya turned and let a grin play across her face as she looked down into Cleo’s. ”Don’t worry, I won’t let you fall. Where to, Wobbles?” Nadya was a master at sweeping girls off their feet, and if Wobbles couldn’t make it this way, well, she would be more than happy to sweep her off her feet literally.

[Reky]

Cleo's smile widened. She laughed a little, and started to say something in return. It was awfully slurred, though, so she stopped, licked her lips, and tried again. "No problem," she said, bringing the smile back. "See, I'mma healer... Know a bunch. But... it prol'y wouldn't do much good if I was the one out...!" She giggled. On her shoulder, Andry rolled his half-closed eyes. Mine was so silly sometimes. Ugh. Now... did he want to go along for the ride or between? He hadn't worked up this energy for nothing, he supposed. Yawning again, he half-lifted, half-fell off Cleo's shoulder and blinked between. Back in his Mine's office, he settled on the top of a shelf. Sleep time.

Cleo blinked as Andry left, a little confused. He didn't want to stay? Oh... She looked back at Nadya.

"Oh, I'm fiiine," she said. "I promise! I'm fine." She nodded decidedly. Yes, yes she was. Wait, Nadysk? Who was that? Was it her brother? Oh, right, a wher! Whers' names ended in '-sk.' She spotted the brown, briefly, and was going to comment, but then Nadya had her arm around her waist and was holding her up. Oh my! Cleo blushed profusely, and giggled like a schoolgirl.

"I was going back to my office," she chirped. "...Healer's office." She nodded, and giggled again. Wobbles? That was a silly name! "You knoooow, you can call me Cl-" she hiccuped "Cleo." She smiled up at Nadya, eyes dreamy.

[Kila]

”Oh you’re a healer, are you?” she inquired, raising an eyebrow. She should be skeptical, but drunken people never looked like they’d achieved the accomplishments they boasted of. This girl could be a Weyrwoman for all she knew, so she wouldn’t doubt her title for now. ”You’re right there, darlin’, your healing skills wouldn’t help a lick if it were you that were out.” This comment, along with Cleo’s own, elicited from her a little fit of giggles. Nadya chuckled herself. How cute- she was far gone.

”How much have you had to drink anyways? Nadya asked, righting her every time she stumbled. ”You are not fiiiine,” she shot her down with a laugh. She only looked back a little when Andry rolled off her shoulder. You’ve got a Brown firelizard? How interesting. Nadysk is a Brown,” she commented. The Wher was still following along behind them and gave a little hurrumph when his name was mentioned.

”Okay, well, Cleo- Cleo?” she drummed her hip with her fingers to make sure the girl was paying attention. That wasn’t hard; Cleo stared dreamily up at her face. ”I’m going to take you back to your office. We’re almost there.” They stumbled on, Nadya looking forward to keep them straight, but occasionally turning to grin at her charge. She was hiccupping now. ”Cleo is a pretty name,” she said softly as they walked, running her fingers not-so-absently against her hip again. She drew a little closer. ”My name’s Nadya.” She said it with her voice temptingly low, as if it were a secret.

Nadya moved her head away before Cleo could react. ”Look, Wobbles, we’re almost there.”

[Reky]

"Oh, not that much... I don't think," Cleo said. This was only her second, right? That's not much at all... two glasses... Or maybe it was more and she didn't remember. She knew she didn't hold it well. "It's not that bad! I can shtill-" She stopped, licked her lips, tried again. "-still talk and walk okay. Ish." In truth, she wasn't doing all that bad with the whole walking thing. She stumbled a few times, yes, but she could walk pretty straight. Or maybe that was just because Nadya was helping her? No, no, that couldn't be it. She wasn't that bad yet.

"Oh! Yes, yes I do!" she beamed. She did have a brown firelizard! Yes! "His name is Andry. He's very lazy though... But he's nice. I've had him foreeeeeeverrrrrrr." She stole another look back at Nadysk. "He's very pretty, tooooo."

She smiled pleasantly at the news. They were almost there! Good! She'd have to offer Nadya some of the Benden wine in thanks. It was very good, after all, and it would be rude not to share. There might not be any left for later, but... she'd just have to save up some marks and, when she went to visit her sisters in Benden again, get some from there. It was always best when it hadn't been travelling all across Pern, in her opinion. The longer it was in Benden, the more Benden it was! Right? Maybe she was crazy. She should still visit her sisters though...

She giggled again, blushing, at the compliment. Cleo's a nice name? "Reallyyy?" she asked. She felt Nadya's fingers over her hips... Oooh, that felt nice. She giggled yet again and cozied up to the wherhandler. Nadya... That was her name. Nadya. Attempting to copy Nadya's secretive, low tone, Cleo said, "That's a pretty name tooo."

The office was, indeed, very close. Once they were inside, Cleo pulled herself away from Nadya and shuffled to her desk where she'd left the wine. See, she was walking fine! Oh. That's why. She was using the desk for support. Oh, well, anyways, she set her empty glass down and found another one, holding up the bottle to show Nadya. She grinned.

"Want some?" she asked. "It's Bendeeeen," she tempted further, giggling.

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[Kila]

Nadya smiled to herself when Cleo blushed. She loved it when she made people blush. Embarrassment was a talent. But apparently Cleo hadn’t been too embarrassed not to like the compliment. Nadya’s wiles were rewarded by Cleo’s cuddling up to her. This did make walking a little harder, but it was nothing the Handler could not handle. She slid her hand from Cleo’s waist to her shoulder, allowing and encouraging the drunken girl to press up against her side. Oh yes, she could lean on her any time. ”Why thank you. How sweet,” she replied, amused by how Cleo copied her tone.

They reached her office in a short amount of time. When they were inside Nadya lifted her arms to let Cleo shuffle away. She seemed to be on a mission. The goal was one that Nadya whole-heartedly approved of: Benden Wine. ”So this is your poison,” she observed merrily as Cleo leaned on her desk for support and searched up another glass. The bottle did not look like it had been used much at all, and Nadya looked at her with bemused glee. ”Is that all you’ve had? Faranath, girl, you’re a lightweight if I’ve ever seen one.” Nadya sashayed over to the desk behind Cleo and reached around her to take the bottle. ”That’s very generous of you- I would love to have some.” Nadya tipped the neck of the bottle against Cleo’s glass and filled it until it was full. Her own cup she only filled halfway; she did not want to drink all of Cleo’s wine (which she easily could) and only wanted enough to keep her warm on her rounds. Nadya was a tank, and there was no way what Cleo had enough to even make her giggle. Besides, it was way more entertaining and profitable to have Cleo drunk and her sober.

Nadya put the bottle back down on the desk and generously moved back, leaning against the desk beside Cleo and sipping her wine. ”Good choice- it’s lovely,” she approved, appraising the other with her eyes. Nadya had followed them there but had not come in. He was not interested in his bonded’s pursuits- it wasn’t anything he hadn’t seen before. ”So, Cleo,” Nadya continued, ”Did you just get here? I haven’t seen you wandering down in the lower caverns before, and trust me, I wouldn’t have missed that. Either way, I think you oughtta wander them more.” Her lips curved into a debonair smile behind her glass. ”I’ll make sure you don’t get lost.”

[Reky]

Cleo laughed, this time sounding a bit embarrassed. Yeah... she was a lightweight. Very much so. "Get it from mum's side," she said. Oh well, that was alright! At least she didn't have to go through tons of drink to get where she wanted to be. See? There were upsides to having the alcohol tolerance of a toddler. It was probably a good thing when Nadya took the bottle from her, because chances are, Cleo and pouring wine wouldn't go together very well at the moment. She gawked, though, at the amount Nadya put for her.

"You're-- You're trying to kill me!" she giggled profusely, obviously joking. Trying to be careful as she could, so she wouldn't spill any, she lifted the full glass and took a few little sips, enough so it wasn't threatening to slosh over quite as much anymore. She set the glass back down on the table. Briefly, her eyes scanned the tops of the shelves, finally spotting Andry. He was fast asleep. Typical. Smiling lazily, eyes glazed over, she looked back at Nadya.

"Isn't it? Been savin' it," she nodded. "Oh, meeee? Well," She paused to scoot up onto the desk, perching there. "I got here a sevenday ago...? Maybe? Less? Summin' like that. I was at Igen before, mhmm." She was just staring, longingly and lazily and softly, at Nadya. She giggled (again...), "That's very nice of yooou. Maybe I wiiiill."

[Kila]

”Oh no, I promise I’m not. Never,” Nadya denied to Cleo’s joking accusation of her trying to kill her. ”Although, now that I think about it, that would be a great way to go. Don’t ya think?” Overall, Cleo didn’t seem to mind her portion. She averted imminent danger by gingerly sipping the top so none would slosh over the side. She was so cute, hunched carefully over her glass and drinking with elaborate delicacy. Her eyes followed Cleo’s briefly when the Healer searched her shelves for her pet, but when Cleo’s eyes returned to Nadya, the Handler’s were on her.

Cleo pushed herself up onto the desk they were leaning on and proceeded to explain how she’d come to Dalibor and how long she’d been there. Nadya liked the way she was staring down at her with starry eyes, even if they were a little glassy. The giggles were cute. Cleo seemed to be very laid-back like Nadya, which was nice, but far from uninterested. Nadya slid closer on the desk so that their arms touched. Cleo was perched on the desk and Nadya was leaning against it, but that space could easily be closed.

”Yes, I think you should definitely wander down there more often,” she said, staring at Cleo with intense, suggestive eyes. Nadya was the spider in the web of tunnels; she could navigate them easily and could see and feel her prey as it stumbled about. The spider metaphor seemed a bit harsh, though. She wouldn’t bite… hard. She sipped her wine again, letting one hand stray against Cleo’s thigh when she lowered it and transferred it to one hand. ”Do you like it better here than at Igen? I imagine you haven’t had enough time to decide. The people I’ve met here so far are very interesting, though.” She grinned. ”There’s always a good time to be had if you look for it.”

[Reky]

"Oh, yes, definitely," she grinned. Going like that wouldn't be like going at all, would it? You probably wouldn't even notice! Just, suddenly, you've slipped off into whatever was next... What was next? She stopped herself. Cleo didn't even want to start thinking about that. She'd think for ages! Maybe it was just a very nice place? Or it was just... the end. Nothing. Oh, that was a sad thought... Or maybe, she was born again as someone else! But she wouldn't remember being Cleo, would she. Cleo didn't remember being anyone other than Cleo, after all. Ah, no, she said she wouldn't think about that!

"Well, I do like it," Cleo said. "It's pretty and dark and quiet!" She gave a curt nod. Yeah, she'd definitely wander more. It was fun, too. She shivered then, though. See, she couldn't miss that look Nadya was giving her! Oh, and she touched her again! She couldn't believe it, really. A girl this gorgeous! And she was obviously interested in Cleo, unless Cleo was just losing it. Hah! This was great! She leaned in closer to Nadya, smiling in a flirty manner. Today's moved-in celebration was going to be far more celebratory than planned! Oh, yes indeed, Cleo thought. Were Andry awake, he'd probably be rolling his little firelizard eyes at the girls, but he was asleep. Cleo was almost thankful for that.

"I like it everywhere," she said. "The whole world's very nice! At least it's not as hot here as Igen though," she said. Her speech was a little fuzzy. "I do think this place's pretty cool so far, though, from what I've seeeeen."

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[Kila]

Nadya wondered about the sort of things that went through Cleo’s head. Her eyes only showed so much, and it wasn’t hard to see that she had lapsed deep into thought. Nadya had not intended the suggestion to be philosophical, nor had she thought about it that way, but as the Benden did its work she began to think that it might be an interesting speculation indeed. She and Cleo would have to talk it out one night.

”I’m glad you like it here,” Nadya purred. ”It’s always dark and quiet down here. That’s how I like it best.” Cleo leaned in closer to Nadya and Nadya moved in closer to Cleo, matching her flirty smile. ”The only light that Nadysk and I like is the moons and the stars,” she whispered, brushing the tip of her nose up and down the bridge of Cleo’s. ”And the only noise is what little we make. Things can get very hot, though. And even if you do like it everywhere… you know you like it best right here, right now.”

[Reky]

Cleo shivered. Oh, shells! She more than shivered. It was... well, it was a shiver, in all honesty, but to her it felt very much more. There was still a smile on her face, but her breathing wasn't quite as calm as it was before (and even then, it hadn't been that calm, thanks to the Benden). She didn't protest at all. She didn't pull away from Nadya, she didn't flinch, she didn't so much as internally question what the shells she was doing. She just let her lean right in, leaning in on her own as well, and smile. All warm, all tingly, all happy. That's how she felt.

"Yes," she breathed, giggling a little at the end, "Yes, I do... Mmm..." And that was very much a truthful statement. Right now, intoxicated both by wine and by pretty women, she liked it best right here, right now, and she wouldn't trade it for anything. She'd deal with the headaches in the morning - Faranth, they were worth it! She'd deal with being sore all over. (That was worth it too.) At the moment, she really hoped it'd be more than just a fuzzy alcoholic excuse for a memory or that there would be more from where whatever this was turning into came from. So, with no regrets and no hesitation on her mind, she just did what seemed to be the most natural thing ever.

She just went in and kissed Nadya, no questions asked. Very briefly, though... Teasing. Well, a drunken Cleo's attempt at teasing, and of course... she giggled.

[Kila]

Nadya surveyed Cleo’s reaction from close up, their foreheads almost touching. Were those shivers of pleasure? She thought they were. Her lips again curved into a smile. She liiiiikes it. Cleo was moving closer and was all smiled. Her face was flushed and Nadya could almost feel her heart beating through the diminishing space between them. Neither of them was pulling back, neither of them was kidding themselves.

Cleo mumbled something, but they were beyond words at that point. They were too close to each other and the focus was too intensely on one another. Cleo’s giggles were like a melody in the background, occasionally lilting the mood higher. Nadya was vaguely reminded of the burble of a brook she had found when she explored as a restless child- funny that this should make her nostalgic.

Their foreheads touched and eye lashes tangled as they both pressed forward fearlessly. It was all very slow and sensuous against the desk and it seemed as if the outside world had ceased to exist. The only thing that existed was two daring night owls and the warm, excited feeling that hung around him. Nadya stopped nuzzling Cleo when she moved in with purpose, tilting her head up so that their lips connected. The contact made Nadya tingle with pleasure. Girls were so much softer than boys; more enjoyable to tough and more enjoyable to kiss for sure. By taking the initiative Cleo had given Nadya permission do the same and more.

Cleo pulled away again after a short time. ”Hmmmmummm,” Nadya shook her head. She was in the mood for long, deep kisses tonight. She sat down her empty wine glass on a shelf above the desk and moved herself so that she was standing in front of Cleo. Nadya leaned forward, pushing her hips against the edge of the desk and the inside of Cleo’s knees and leaning her hands flat on the desk on either side of the other woman. With a smile she again brought her face level with Cleo’s, letting her eyes linger in hers for a moment before closing the space between them and pressing her lips against hers.

Nadya kissed how she wanted to kiss, deeply and long. When she relented Cleo was left with hardly any breath in her. She had not missed the mischief in Cleo’s eyes when she had pulled away before. Nadya gave her props for making the first move, but she had also invited her to play a dangerous game. She wanted to tease? Nadya could do that. Brushing their cheeks, Nadya kissed the hollow in Cleo’s neck beneath her ear, moving down her neck with slow, deliberate kisses and then moving down her collarbone. Nadya’s hands found Cleo’s and she laced her fingers with hers.

Nadya’s advances before had been child’s play compared to what they were getting into. The Wher Handler was clearly the one in charge, and she enjoyed every shudder, look, and moan that she could elicit.

[Reky]

Alright, well then, shard trying to be cute and teasing. Cleo was over that now. Nadya obviously had things in mind, and so did Cleo. Cleo wanted it so bad right now. She did! Shells, it had been a while, hadn't it? Since the last time she'd had a gorgeous girl with her like this. A very long time. Half a Turn, even, maybe more than that. Wait, how had she done that? Gone so long? She must have been very busy her last little while at Igen... hm.

Well, she wouldn't have to deal with that half-a-Turn break anymore. No, she wouldn't. And-- ah, well, any other useful thoughts fled from her mind. Right now her mind was comprised completely of how beautiful Nadya was and how good she tasted, sex, and how warm it was in here. She pressed in, fully willing, to Nadya's lips, moaning in her throat. The healer brought herself as close as she could to the wherhandler, legs around her and hips right up against Nadya's. She squeezed Nadya's hands gently.

"Ohhhh," she let out, whispery and heated, as Nadya kissed down her neck. She tilted her head back, letting her eyes drop closed. Oh, shells, yes!

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[Kila]

Nadya smiled against Cleo’s neck as the girl accepted her eagerly. Nadya leaned forward as Cleo pressed against her so that she leaned back over the desk. Nadya’s temperature jumped as Cleo wrapped her legs around her hips and pulled their bodies closer together. She squeezed Cleo’s hands, still entwined in hers, back and strained against her, her mouth working steadily down past her neck and collar. The Healer’s back was arched slightly back in response to Nadya’s mouth moving over her and her head was dropped with her eyes closed in bliss. Still Nadya kissed down, testing the neck of her shirt and licking her soft skin.

Cleo’s moan of pleasure tested Nadya’s control. Her hands let Cleo’s free and wrapped around her, pulling the other girl even closer. Their lips reconnected and Nadya kissed her hungrily. Her hands strayed and slipped up the back of Cleo’s shirt, feeling their way upward over her smooth skin. Faranath, it felt good! Adreniline and lust pumped through her veins and pushed her forward. She was still in control, but she did not have the cool control over herself that she had before. Nadya wasn’t trying to kid herself- she wanted Cleo bad. Her hands rolled over Cleo’s shoulders and moved down her front, touching and feeling all. Nadya’s breathing lost its calm.

Keeping one arm around Cleo’s waist, Nadya slipped her other arm out of Cleo’s clothes and swept all of the things on the desk off onto the floor. So much for her being all moved in and organized- Nadya would apologize later if she remembered. At the moment, she wasn’t sorry at all. She ran her hand along the inside of Cleo’s leg to loosen it only long enough for her to push her down onto the desk and jump on top of her skillfully. Hands slid up sides and Cleo’s shirt was gone in an instant. Nadya’s mouth roamed across her body but could not stay away from her lips for long. She was delicious.

As Nadya’s hands began to roam downward, playing with her hips and brushing the top of her pants, Nadysk’s voice cut insistently into her head. Mine. We must go now. Is time to go on watch. Past time. He sat and waited patiently outside the door. Nadya paused and cursed. Why? Why now? Who was responsible for giving them patrol duty tonight? She’d hunt them down for this. How far past time? she demanded. Far. Nadya dropped her head in frustration and fought to gather her composure and control.

Slowly she sat up, trailing her hands down Cleo’s front and then crossing them moodily. ”I’m afraid I’m late for my patrol,” she said with regret. ”My man is calling me.” She looked Cleo over, laid out on the desk and begging to be taken. She bit her tongue and hopped off the desk. ”But I would much rather stay. So before I give into that, goodbye. I hope I find you wandering again- I’ll help you back home anytime,” she said with a wink, turning and leaving abruptly.

You have the most terrible timing in all of Pern, Nadya said, walking past him as she exited Cleo’s room. She was grump and bothered. Sorry, Mine, Nadysk apologized, trotting after her. This was not the first time he had had to do this. It was not going to be a pleasant night.

[Reky]

Oh, shells, she hadn't felt this amazing in so long. There was no way she would even think of protesting to how Nadya was handling her, because she loved it. She wanted Nadya. That's all she wanted, and she wanted her bad, and--

"Wh-what?" she breathed, blinking. No, that couldn't be what Nadya had just said. Could it? No, no. No no nonono. That... couldn't be it. "But..." She heaved a sigh, pouting, watching as Nadya left. It was very quiet in her office now. The only thing she could hear was her heart pounding in her ears, and she wished it would stop, because it didn't have any reason to anymore. Sighing again, she ran her own hands over her bare chest and stomach, and sat up. She felt dizzy. Her gut hurt, too, stopping without even getting anywhere like that... Ugh.

Right about now, she could care less about the desk, all its things on the floor and such. She just went straight for the Benden and sank onto the bed.

Well, shells.

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