Rommie liked having the night watch: not needing to sleep every night allowed her to have the ship to herself, and there were very few emergencies she couldn't handle on her own. If one came up that she couldn't, it would probably be kinder to let the others meet the end in their sleep.
Night watch also gave her the run of the ship without having to explain herself to the others. Although Trance and Harper had a tendency to stay up late, she normally had 3 or 4 hours when they where all asleep. She walked along the corridors, her soft footsteps echoing along corridors that once would have been full of people, even at this time of night. She checked her internal chronometer: 0000 exactly. Almost time.
The hanger bay doors opened, revealing the dark shape of the Eureka Maru, half hidden in the shadows. Rommie quickly made her way across to the cargo ship's airlock, and stepped inside. The lights were on low, and Rommie was glad that Trance was sleeping in her quarters near the hydroponics bay rather than her bunk here. The last thing she needed was to have to explain herself to anyone. Rommie made her way to the cockpit and sat down in the pilot's seat, closing her eyes.
The gentle brush of lips against her own startled her slightly but she smiled, opening her mouth, allowing a tongue to slip in-between her lips and rub against her own. The kiss became deeper and more passionate as she felt someone sit on her lap, hands moving up over her shoulders. Rommie's own hands strayed, moving up a slim body, the feel of leather under her hands sending tingling sensations down her back and between her legs. Her hands reached up until they found full, round breasts, and cupped them gently. Her thumb and forefingers played with the erect nipples where they pressed against the leather, straining to get out.
The lips left Rommie's, trailing kisses across her jaw and down to her neck, teeth biting gently, nibbling at her soft sudo-skin, and leaving tiny marks as they went. Her hands moved round to her lover's back, found the zip up around the neckline, and she slowly pulled it down. The tight leather fell open as it lost the battle with the body trying to get out. The other woman moved her head back, pulling Rommie closer to her chest.