<br/><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/>Like a trained pilot, a combat trained veteran, a grand master a chess; Max had calculated the possible outcomes, calculated the possible moves that her opponent could make.  She didn't like to think of this a some sort of manipulation, Zilkin had never been one to be susceptible to manipulation.  He thought through situations with his mind and rarely let his heart drive him.  That was Max's specialty, following her instinct without thinking.<br/><br/>She saw the look in his eye.  She'd practically challenged him again.  This time it was a challenge she couldn't be certain he'd accept.  She knew there had been a decision in his mind, but she couldn't be sure where his heart had turned in that moment.  The suggestion he'd made had given her every reason that a leap of faith was necessary.  The new look in his eye told her what he had decided before he moved.<br/><br/>For a short second she grinned at his comment before he pulled her into him.  She let the hand guide her closer, accepting the kiss with pleasure.  Her body melted into his kiss, letting him hold her as he kissed her.  Max's mouth opened, letting him enjoy the sweet warmth of her soft swollen lipsas she accepted and suckled on his.  She moaned into his kiss, her heart racing in her chest.  The scent of him so close to her drove Max mad with desire, a desire that had been kept in check for over a year now suddenly broke it's bonds.<br/><br/>Max sighed partly with delight and partly with sadness as he broke the kiss and pulled back.  She'd feared that he had suddenly had second thoughts about what he'd done, until she saw the look in his eyes, his forehead still pressed against hers.  A lock of purple hair hung down over her right eye as a mischievous grin formed on her face at his question.<br/><br/>Pushing him back against the couch, Max rose up on both knees, the position putting her above him.  She looked down at him, her grin still prominently on her face as she reached up to her collar.  Slowly unsnapping the buckles that clasped together the top fold of her flight suit, Max slowly pulled the zipper down along the middle of her chest, revealing the soft white skin underneath.  Zilkin would quickly realize there wasn't a bra behind the tight fitting fabric.  Max pulled the suit from one shoulder, then down the arm, followed closely by the other side.<br/><br/>Without a word Max was naked to her hips, the fabric of her suit hanging behind her as she crawled over to Zil, straddling his thighs with her legs.  Sitting both on her feet and his legs, she sat a head above Zilking, her ample pert breasts clung to her chest.  She placed an arm on either side of his head.<br/><br/>"Check...and mate?" She asked with her grin still covering her face as she stared down at him through her wire rim glasses, her head framed in a curtain of purple locks.<br/><br/><br/>