Cal let out a hungry growl as Kos pushed her hard against the wall.  Always having to be in control, it felt so very good when she was finally able to surrender to her body and his demands.  Her lips parted, tongue flicking at his, begging for him to claim her mouth.  Fingers sliding up his chest and over to his sides, nails lightly scraping the entire way.<br/><br/>She didn't realize just how much his body was keeping her upright until he pulled away.  Her knees momentarily gave out, causing her to slump as her eyes opened.  Kos' teasing words made the Captain snarl, ready to jump him then and there in the alley.  But her new pilot would likely be at the ship soon.   “Damn ye ta hell.  Gettin me knickers all wet.  Tha damnable pilot will be thar any time now.”  Sighing heavily she pushed off the wall, her hand reaching out for her man before pulling away quickly.  Trying to resist what her body craved.  “Need ta be getting back.”<br/><br/>The walk back to the ship seemed to take far too long, Cal fighting against herself the entire way.  Wanting to touch. Wanting to pull him into each darkened hidey hole for a quickie.  But finally they were there, as was the pilot.  Peeking and poking at the hull.<br/><br/>“Ya done molesin' 'er?  She ain't tha prettiest bird but she knows 'ow ta git tha job done.”  The flush to her lips had died down by that point, though her eyes were still bright.  “That all yer gear?  Or will ya be needin' Kos ta haul some fer ya?”  Ascending the cargo ramp, she pounded in the sequence to the keypad, the bay doors hissing softly as they opened.  “Comin?”  Taking in a deep breath she immediately relaxed, feeling home and safe again.