<div style="text-align: justify;"><strong>Dark Star Dropship</strong><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ef/Damian_Harper.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Damian could feel the young lieutenant's orgasm wave over her body with every thrust he proceeded to deliver. His palms remained pressed to the floor on either side of her as desperation took hold. His body needed release, the same release that was causing Allia to tighten her grip on his heated phallus. Slick from her climax, every pounding push became an effortless act of blissful friction, which fed the flames in his belly until he could not take it any longer. His groans grew louder and more uncontrolled, until he reached his peak and came crashing down harder than he had in years. He was still lucid enough to prevent himself from making one, significant mistake. Having held it back for as long as he could muster, he finally pulled his member free from the velvet embrace of Allia's folds. The instant he did, his back straightened, with fingers clenching the throbbing shaft as it feverishly expelled long ribbons of warm, thick release. The liquid spread along Allia's lower belly; an unavoidable mes amid the passion.<br/><br/>He rode his high, but disappointment came as the climax came and went far too quickly. However, a calming sense of satisfaction did wash over him, starting from a dull, fuzzy sensation in his mind and descending to his loins as he slowly grew flaccid again. His chest heaved, and he leaned back on his knees slightly.<br/><strong>"Apologies... for the mess,"</strong> he muttered, a deep breath breaking the sentence in half as he regained control of his lungs and heart rate. His eyes were not leaving her body; they were glued to the fit physique he had just ravaged. While he found his sexual frustration subsiding, he couldn't help but wish to sample more.<br/><br/>He didn't know what else to say, not immediately. There was no uncomfortable silence, but at the same time, what words were appropriate after two people who really didn't know each other all that well, were finished pounding each other's frustrations from their bodies?<br/><strong>"We should not linger here like this,"</strong> he finally concluded. He really did not feel like having his reputation as a hardass ruined by being discovered having wild sex with fellow officers in the public gym...<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>Dark Star Dropship</strong><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/ba/Emily_Jirani.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Emily nodded as she took another sip of her drink, her booted feet lifting themselves onto the edge of the table as she made herself progressively more comfortable. She definitely wasn't the most lady-like of women. Of course, few were in their line of business. She wasn't a tomboy either; she obviously put a lot of time and effort into the long, brunette locks she was proud of, and jewelry wasn't always absent either. But the battlefield was a place of practicality and that didn't always mesh well with the traditional view of a "lady". Posture often reflected that as well.<br/><strong>"I don't think you'll stop until maybe just your face and neck are left. You've got it bad,"</strong> she teased with a throaty chuckle.<br/><br/><strong>"For some reason, I figured it would be more significant than that. But, honestly? I think It's better that way. Souvenirs, instead of joyful or sad mementos. If you're going to slap something permanent on your body, may as well make it something you'll enjoy for the rest of your life, you know?"</strong> she mused, clearly approving of the thought process Kari had behind her collection.<br/><br/>She then chuckled and shook her head. <strong>"Nah; no ink for me. I once tattooed an ex-boyfriend's name on my ass. Took me forever to save up enough money and courage to get it removed after that crashed and burned,"</strong> she explained. <strong>"Besides. The husband isn't too fond of anything blemishing the soft skin; as he'd proclaim. He doesn't force my hand, but I like to spoil him a little, you know?"</strong> she gave a suggestive wink and another chuckle, before taking a much heartier swig of the can she'd bought.</div>