<div class="floatleft">(http://s1.zerochan.net/240/36/00/542536.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Lt Maxine "Max" Cosinara<br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Phade<br/><strong>Date:</strong><em>Flashback</em>01 March 2032<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Moon Base Aluce Hangar/Officers Mess--->Zilkin's Quarters<br/><strong>With:</strong>Lt Cdr Zilkin Kaverosky, Closed<br/><hr/><br/>"Oh you did?" Max giggled through her sex enhanced exhilaration as her heart rate and breathing found a normal state.  She was heady and happy, her body tingled with every touch, every drop of sweat, every errant breath on her skin.  Sweat rolled down between her breasts as her chest rose and fell.  She looked up into Zil's eyes with every bit of emotion and attraction she'd had the first time they started a discussion about skill or tactics.<br/><br/>She accepted the kiss hungrily, enjoying the taste of his lips on hers.  She savored every touch, uncertain that this moment, a moment she'd held in her mind for over a year, was actually happening.  Her heart swelled with his kiss, reminding her how she truly felt for the man laying beside her.<br/><br/>"Wha...."  She started when he spoke, staring down into her eyes as they slowly followed his hand.  Tracing up the edge of her body, until his hand cupped the edge of her breast.  His voice was sweet, emotional, uncertain; absolutely not the voice of the man she was used to arguing with her over systems and theories.  She could see the attraction, the infatuation, the desire in his eyes.  This was what he wanted.<br/><br/>"Oh I remember...." Max said, her hand on Zil's face as she looked up into his eyes.  She traced his cheek bone with the back of a finger until she pushed the sweaty reddish hair away to caress the edge of his ear lobe.  "I also remember the reason my fighter malfunctioned had something to do with someone bumping during a maneuver, which caused a fault in the electronics that kept my cockpit from sealing."  Max replied with a sly grin.  It hadn't been completely Zil's fault.  Max had over stressed the fighter in the maneuver, in the attempt to recover the maneuver it put them both out of position which caused Zil to bump her, causing said fault.  "But yes...you should have taken your chances that day, or any day before or after that."  Max said softly as her hand opened along the back of Zil's head, pulling him into her.  Her mouth met his, coupling lovingly with him as she pulled him close.  She knew he was fatigued, she could see it in his body, but she wanted to make sure he understood before he fell asleep what he meant to her.