<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>the Bridge<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>And you can ride me as hard as you can handle it, because ain't no way I'm missing out on having you do what I want, when I want, the way I want."</em><br/><br/>His words made her laugh, the sound low and eager and her eyes darkening with delight in the challenge he was now tossing back at her, "Challenge accepted," she purred into his ear before shifting slightly, her teeth suddenly nipping along the lines left by her nails on the back of his neck. She hadn't missed that sharp intake of breath before and wanted to see if she could pull another one from him.<br/><br/>Staying behind him she pressed in close, letting him feel it as her body shifted slightly against him, arms rising and falling, and a flash of violet suddenly puddling in his lap to make him realize that she'd just pulled her shift off. Pressing against his back she let his feel the hard points of her nipples pressing into him, only separated from him by the thin layer of her bra and his own shirt. As her arms came down, her fingertips ran through his hair, smiling as the thick strands slid easily over her hands.<br/><br/>Tipping her head once more she asked quietly in his left ear, "And just what is it you want from me Sue? And how do you want it? If you think you're getting a half an hour, then we're getting the hell off the Bridge for it because I somehow doubt that fixing you tea is what you have in mind and I surely don't want someone walking in uninvited anymore than I want to watch someone uninvited."<br/><br/>She was honestly curious just what he might have planned. Much as they'd danced around each other before, they hadn't exactly gotten into specifics, now seemed as good a time as any to learn just what those specifics might be. In the back of her mind she wondered, as well, just how riled she might manage to make him before the Captain gave them the word to lift off. The more time she had, in her view, the more likely she was to break his concentration and win their little challenge.