Xavier's weathered face broke into a smug grin as he kissed her waiting lips once more before breaking the embrace and helping her back up to her feet.  The cockpit felt like a sauna, bathed in heat by the Persephone sun and their own body heat.  It reeked of sweat and sex, Xev's favorite scent.<br/><br/>"You weren't half bad yourself, baby."<br/><br/>The admittance was the closest thing Jenn usually got to how much he truly enjoyed their coupling.  The ritualistic, mock combat build up of it all was his favorite part but that moment of release bordered on religious euphoria.  So many emotions, so many unprocessed thoughts, were just as raw and uninhibited as the bruises and pains they inflicted on each other in the pursuit of that last moment of orgasmic pleasure, a spiritual insight.  Xev's mind whirled as he checked the ship chronometer and cursed mildly in Chinese.<br/><br/>They were running late.<br/><br/>"Let's get a move on!"