<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/js1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Keridwyn "Keri" Jones<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Pilot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Her bunk, after the crew's dinner on Shadow<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Hearing the knocking on her door she felt her breath catch in her throat and her heart started to race in her chest. She really had wondered if he'd show. Unloading the cargo, feeding the strikers, he'd had a rough day and she wouldn't have blamed him in the least for deciding to collect later. That didn't stop a smile from curving her lips as she called out for him to come in and stood up, in the center of her room, to meet him. He was far more casual then she was used to seeing him, in his nightclothes, and she had the urge to reach up and sift her fingers through his hair, especially without his hat on, but before she could think of anything to say, or do, he had drawn her in, wrapped her arms around him, and tilted her head up to face him for a kiss.<br/><br/>When the kiss broke a small sound, barely audible, of annoyance filled her throat, but she wasn't about to complain while he was taking his first good look at her bunk. She was pleased, of course, that he found her mother pretty but was impressed when he admired her star charts. Not many found them half as interesting as she did! "I'd be happy to teach you Sue. It's a bit of a pain in the ass at first but then it all falls into place and you end up marveling at yourself that you ever thought it was such a pain to begin with! Once you have it down, as long as you have charts, you can go anywhere, even if a nav computer breaks down. With my charts and calculations, I'll never be lost in the Black," she added in a tone fo voice that was matter of fact and not at all boastful.<br/><br/>Then he joked about making her chop things in the kitchen which earned him a scowl...not that that look would make him do anything more than laugh coming from her! No one ever took her dark looks seriously on someone so petite and sweet looking.<br/><br/>When he finally pressed her back to the bed she let herself smile up at him, instead of scowling, before his lips found hers once more. It was actually a better angle for kissing, from her perspective. Instead of towering over her like he did when they were standing, it allowed them to be face to face and it gave her the chance, finally, to sink her fingers into the thick strands of hair like she'd been wanting to since he walked in. Hair that was soft to the touch and made her all but purr in the sheer pleasure of running her fingers through it. It was one of her few truly girly traits that she appreciated a well kept head of hair and the sensual, tactile, pleasure it could bring.<br/><br/>When she felt his knee pressing between her knees she let them part for him, one lifting slightly to run a bare calf against the thin cotton of his own pants. She was still wearing her shorts and tunic shirt from earlier. After all, he'd said he wanted to explore her tan lines. Looking up at him she cupped his face to bring his gaze back to hers, a gentle smile on her lips as she teased, "You sure you're up to this tonight old man? Cap'n worked all of y'all pretty hard today; you sure that stamina you boasted of earlier is up to it?"