To Become Sovereign
Posted: Sat Apr 28, 2007 12:46 pm
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<Launch Base, Moriander Hillside, 0622 hours, 2363>
Yrel rested against the engine core, exhuasted. A thin coat of sweat had built its way over her skin, staining most of her long skirt and tiny top. The fact that the stained clothing tended to put more weight on the unbuilt frame of the rather petite Yrel did help keep her on her toes, although the cool night did help cut away the humidity of the engine core from time to time. Sooner or latter, she'd have to work on the life support systems of this damn thing before she roasted to death.
She wiped some of the sweat off her brow with her forearm when Dyle entered the ship, the Hopeful Escape. Dyle was immediately disappointed at the sight, placing her hands on her hips and shaking her head.
"'Rel, you pulled another all nighter, didn't you?" she said, approaching close and kneeling next to her lover. "That's not good for your health, and you know that. Why didn't you stay in bed with me?"
Yrel shrugged, smiling at the passionate concern from her love. "Things still need to get done, and I couldn't sleep."
Dyle didn't look convinced. "You need to stop trying to rush off the planet, 'Rel."
"I'm not rushing!" she protested. Dyle looked at her sternly, and Yrel retreated instantly. "I..."
"You're rushing...but there's not need to. We're immortal for now; we have the time to get this done and not be concerned with death. Stop rushing, 'Rel," Dyle frowned when Yrel looked down in sadness. "I really wanted to be in your arms last night, but you went missing. It was hard to sleep without you, you know that..."
"Yeah, I guess," she murmured. Dyle gently placed her hand on the opposite side of Yrel's chin, turning her to face Dyle, who then locked lips with her. Yrel let out a few soft sounds of pleasure as Dyle held the lock past the time of a quick embrace, sliding that hand from Yrel's chin down to her lower back and arched Yrel closer. The broke the kiss and Dyle mounted Yrel's lap, the two locking again in a lot more of a heated and sexual embrace. Dyle giggle through the kiss, placing a hand on Yrel's neck to keep the kiss going, while the other ushered Yrel's top off. Yrel struggled agaisnt the passion and broke the kiss, much the curiousity of Dyle.
"Where are the others?"
"In the village," she grinned devilishly. "It's only us here...early morning...so I thought..."
"But I'm so tired, Dyle," she whispered as Dyle came close again, setting place for another embrace.
"I want you 'Rel," Dyle responded simply. "You pulled an all nighter on your own time. That's not going to stop me from making the most of this chance to make passionate love with you right here, right now."
Yrel was about to protest more when both of Dyle's hands foudn themselves under Yrel's skirt, silencing her completely. Dyle grinned again and lock lips with Yrel.
OFF/TBC
<Launch Base, Moriander Hillside, 0622 hours, 2363>
Yrel rested against the engine core, exhuasted. A thin coat of sweat had built its way over her skin, staining most of her long skirt and tiny top. The fact that the stained clothing tended to put more weight on the unbuilt frame of the rather petite Yrel did help keep her on her toes, although the cool night did help cut away the humidity of the engine core from time to time. Sooner or latter, she'd have to work on the life support systems of this damn thing before she roasted to death.
She wiped some of the sweat off her brow with her forearm when Dyle entered the ship, the Hopeful Escape. Dyle was immediately disappointed at the sight, placing her hands on her hips and shaking her head.
"'Rel, you pulled another all nighter, didn't you?" she said, approaching close and kneeling next to her lover. "That's not good for your health, and you know that. Why didn't you stay in bed with me?"
Yrel shrugged, smiling at the passionate concern from her love. "Things still need to get done, and I couldn't sleep."
Dyle didn't look convinced. "You need to stop trying to rush off the planet, 'Rel."
"I'm not rushing!" she protested. Dyle looked at her sternly, and Yrel retreated instantly. "I..."
"You're rushing...but there's not need to. We're immortal for now; we have the time to get this done and not be concerned with death. Stop rushing, 'Rel," Dyle frowned when Yrel looked down in sadness. "I really wanted to be in your arms last night, but you went missing. It was hard to sleep without you, you know that..."
"Yeah, I guess," she murmured. Dyle gently placed her hand on the opposite side of Yrel's chin, turning her to face Dyle, who then locked lips with her. Yrel let out a few soft sounds of pleasure as Dyle held the lock past the time of a quick embrace, sliding that hand from Yrel's chin down to her lower back and arched Yrel closer. The broke the kiss and Dyle mounted Yrel's lap, the two locking again in a lot more of a heated and sexual embrace. Dyle giggle through the kiss, placing a hand on Yrel's neck to keep the kiss going, while the other ushered Yrel's top off. Yrel struggled agaisnt the passion and broke the kiss, much the curiousity of Dyle.
"Where are the others?"
"In the village," she grinned devilishly. "It's only us here...early morning...so I thought..."
"But I'm so tired, Dyle," she whispered as Dyle came close again, setting place for another embrace.
"I want you 'Rel," Dyle responded simply. "You pulled an all nighter on your own time. That's not going to stop me from making the most of this chance to make passionate love with you right here, right now."
Yrel was about to protest more when both of Dyle's hands foudn themselves under Yrel's skirt, silencing her completely. Dyle grinned again and lock lips with Yrel.
OFF/TBC