<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/>Max couldn't remember how long it had been since the first time she'd wanted Zilkin to look at her in the way he was looking at her right now, she couldn't remember the first time she realized she wanted him.  It didn't matter.  The way he looked at her now was how any woman wanted to be looked at, desired, needed, wanted.  There had been countless sidelong glances and friendly physical contact in the time they'd known each other, but never crossing the bridge that would bring them to this point, at least until now.<br/><br/>The slow methodical action that came next was exactly what Max had expected.  There was something about the man she was straddling that simply spoke to her in a sense of restraint and sensitivity.  It wasn't like he lacked emotion, he simply knew how to control it, something Max didn't, which was probably why they complimented each other so well.<br/><br/>Her head cocked slightly to the side as she regarded his comment, feeling the heat in her belly swelling up through her body.  She had never been sure how Zil saw her physically, if he even noticed her.  Now to have him committing every bump and wrinkle to memory in the way he looked at her simply caused her to smile.<br/><br/>The feel of his hands softly exploring her arms and torso caused Max's eyes to close as a soft sigh escaped her wet glistening open lips.  Bumps formed along her skin at the lightness of his touch.  She'd wanted to feel him touch her for so long, and now that it was happening her body was on fire and cool at the same time.  When his hands brushed the edge of her full globes another sigh broke free, her body yearning for him more and more.<br/><br/>Her mind barely had time to register his comment, let alone what came next.  So out of character for Zilkin, Max squealed when he jumped up with her still on his lap.  She wrapped herself around him, enjoying the sensual nature of his kisses.  The flurry of movement became a blur as she enjoyed the simple sense of being one with Zil in this moment.  Before she knew it, she was on her back on the bed and Zilkin fed her desire sliding her flight suit down her thighs.  Her black boyshort underwear were glistening wet when he pulled them along with her flight suit down her thighs.<br/><br/>The feel of his nose brushing her crotch, his warm breath cooling on her burning sex drew a sensual moan from Max.  Completely out of character for her, she let Zilkin take charge.  Removing her suit hadn't taken much effort, which left her naked, wet and vulnerable to whatever he wanted.  All she could think was<em>finally</em>.<br/><br/>The soft licks along her moist flower sent a wave of ecstasy washing across her skin.  Her back arched gently from her hips as the initial pleasure hit her.  A hand went to one of her breasts, kneading it massaging it as her thighs spread wider to open her flower for his attention.   A honey so sweet and wet dripped from her petals as he licked, his tongue echoed by gasps and moans as her body began to move in unison with his attention.