"Outstanding service you've performed here Cassandra. 4 tours against the Brotherhood! 2! 4 successful hostage negotiations!" Kimball praised loudly as he ran his eyes down the paper in front of him, making the loyal and hardworking as well as attractive Colonel Cassandra Moore who stood in front of him, blush and stammer out a thank you as praise rained down on her.
"Even a few medals! And 60 successful missions! Just look at these! Top of your class in the Rangers!" Kimball grinned as he set the paper down and walked up to her and up a hand on her shoulder and gingerly rubbed her arm.
The two war heroes were no more than 8 inches apart and it was no secret that both of the high ranking officers were very attractive, Cassandra was built with an admirable athletic toned and trimmed body and despite being almost 40 and seeing 4 tours of duty against enemies of the NCR, she didn't look a day over 25. Her chocolate brown eyes shimmering with delight and lust as she drank in her leader's sharp and handsome face.
Kimball a man of 45 years and a decorated war hero was the President of the NCR and one of the most attractive beings in the entire region much less NCR ranks with his sharp but firm square jaw and perfectly toned muscles and sharp crew cut hair and intoxicating olive green eyes...He was a sight to behold.
"Thank you Mr. President sir-" Cassandra started to say before being swiftly cut off by the man she admired the most.
"Please call me Aaron! After all we are friends...Right Cassandra?" He said chuckling with a wink as he tucked a hair behind her ear before taking a step back and pouring himself and her a drink.
"Cheers to another successful battle and capture of the Hoover dam!" He said win a dashing smile, they clinked their glasses and took a small sip before engaging in conversation once more.
"So Mr.Pre- I mean Aaron, Now that we've taken the Mojave, all thanks to you-" Kimball chuckled and shook his head before stepping closer to Moore, his sandalwood and pre war cologne filling up Moore's head making her mouth water.
"Oh Please I'm nothing more than a walking document signer ans a pretty smile. It's dedicated and loyal soldiers like you who aren't afraid to get out there and get dirty that made the real difference." He snickered as he placed a hand on Cassandra's small shoulder.
The woman in question giggled and blushed, her eyes raking up and down the man's pristine figure, not failing to miss the noticeable tent in his wrinkless suit pants.
"I'm a desk jockey now there Aaron..Thanks to Lee anyway..."
At this kimball frowned when he saw his favorite soldier grimace and turn rather gloomy.
He gently tipped her chin up and leaned in close her face so her nose near his.
"That bastard doesn't know a good soldier when he sees one," He breathed softly as he let his hand land on her waist.
"If you appreciate me then show me Aaron." Moore said smirking giving aaron her permission to move forward.
Aaron smirked as he closed the gaps between them, their lips pressed together, their noses brushing as their kiss deepened.