<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/___lightning_pin_up____by_vincentxyooj-d57yr3c_zps75e2c067.png)</div><strong>Allia Rowe<br/>Dropship Black Sun, outbound<br/>Deneb Algedi, Benjamin District<br/>Draconis Combine<br/>1 January 3145<br/>Tagged: Damian</strong><br/><br/><em>"You -have- slipped open your suit already... Would be terrible to have that effort go to waste," </em><br/><br/>As Damian's hands slid from her waist up her sides to the waiting flesh on front, her body followed his progress with tingling and warmth.  Heat spread through her body as his strong powerful hands found her skin.  Feeling him pressed so close to her drove her need hotter and hotter with every touch, but she would be patient.  She'd never been one to throw herself at men or women and she'd never been one to look to eager about what she wanted.  There was a special kind of power to the seduction dance that two people played before anything else happened, and Allia knew giving Damian what he wanted so quickly would cheapen the power of what they had.<br/><br/>She let a dark naughty grin cross over her face when he pushed her into the back of the command chair.  He felt his weight against her back, holding her down and it set her body on fire. Allia enjoyed the feeling of being dominated like this, the feeling of losing control had always been an aphrodisiac for her and Damian had always played into the part perfectly.  Manhandling her suit, yanking it down her arms and back, leaving it hanging at her waist naked to the world from the bottom up caused her to moan.  When he pressed himself into her again, she felt his hips throbbing against her still covered ass as his hand<br/><br/>His large strong hands took her breasts like balls of dough and didn't care about being too rough.  His fingers rolling her nipples hard between themselves causing just enough pull and pressure to bring a mild sting to her senses, goose bumps shuddered down her body with each sting.  Allia's body pulsed at his touch.  She felt the flow of blood in her neck quicken and she felt as if her throbbing pulse under his mouth would rupture as his teeth brushed it. She knew he had to feel it too, how he effected her.<br/><br/>Still pressing her against the chair, she felt a hand drift down to her waist, sliding across her warm tight belly and down between her legs.  Even if she didn't want him there, there was nothing she could do to stop him, and that turned he on more as she felt his rough hands spread her lips.  He would no doubt feel how wet she already was from his attention.  She couldn't deny that feeling his hand there simply drove the liquids faster.  She gasped and moaned as his hand crossed under her tight spandex panties, rolling hard across her swollen button and lips.<br/><br/><em>"I only have one question... Does your chair pivot?"</em><br/><br/>She fought hard to catch her breath long enough to answer, her words came out in a breathless whisper "Yes, of course.<br/>