"If you're a good boy, I'll let you do it again. And again. And again," she replied sweetly, nails dragging along the hard line of his neck as he removed her pistols with the utmost care. She could appreciate a man who treated her guns as tenderly as she did.<br/><br/>Warm water cascaded down from the wall, leaving her naked body decorated with sparkling droplets and narrow rivers traveling down her trim form when Cole returned to her with greedy hands. She didn't mind in the slightest, allowing her normally stiff form to loosen even further as the soldier's hands massaged her firm breasts and his teeth grazed against her skin. His growling tones left her shivering even beneath the heat of the water. "Cole..." she whimpered, eyes closing as his fingers slid inside of her. She clenched down onto him with tender muscles, aching and raw and desperate for more.<br/><br/>Like wired cords, the lieutenant's fingers came to wrap around her long, elegant throat. Her eyelids fluttered as he pressed down, harder and harder, restricting the blood flow to her brain. "Cole," she whispered, the last vestiges of the ironclad control she maintained at all times washing away down the drain in a beautiful swirling mess of water, sweat and sex. Reese titled her head back, her legs went weak. The weight of her lean, muscled body was held up only by Cole's hands as her fingers feebly dropped to his chest and her thighs began to quake.<br/><br/>"Oh, don't stop," she pleaded quietly, the low light seeming to phase in and out as her eyes went blurry, her head began to swim. Her pelvic muscles tightened as the orgasm Cole demanded of her began to build, so close, climbing, climbing, closer, breathing heavy, gasping, needy, body limp, only the muscles of her groin workingclenchingtighteningohOH<i>OH--<br/>
</i><br/>She squealed, her melodic voice interweaving with the sound of water crashing against the tiled floor. Body fell into Cole, weak and electric, every fiber inside of her feeling as if it had been aroused and decimated. Her eyes were closed, her breathing deep as she buried her face into Cole's neck. "Fuck, baby," she mumbled, muttering against skin.<br/><br/><i>Lieutenant Vanes, I recall you instructing me not to interrupt while you and the Commander are... engaged, but we will be approaching our destination soon. Commander Amari, your presence will be required in the CIC.<br/>
</i><br/>Reese nuzzled against the curve of Cole's neck, giving no indication that she had heard AIDEN at all.