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.
Rommie responded by sucking on one breast, her lips engulfing the dark areola, her teeth clamping down on the nipple and pulling. Her tongue flicked over the end making her lover moan deeply, her hand pulling Rommie closer. The avatar sucked harder, her tongue flicking over the end of the nipple until the moans reached fever pitch, and was replaced by a long, drawn out sigh as the other woman reached her climax. Grinning, her eyes still closed, Rommie moved across and repeated the process on the other breast, n brn bringing her lover to orgasm.
The other woman sat back, her knees resting on the pilots seat, ether side of Rommie's, and slowly started to undo Avatar's top, one button at a time. Rommie's skin was on fire as the coarse inner coating of her top rubbed against her nipples, fuelling the blaze that had been steadily building between her legs. The last button was released, and she felt the cool air against her skin. Her lover leaned down, planting kisses over her chest, but never touching the hard and erect nipples. Rommie longed to pull her partner closer, but know that doing so would end the session.
Rommie's hands drifted down, and slowly undid the belt of her lover's leather pants, pulling them down slowly, revealing shaven pussy lips. Rommie moved a hand closer; her eyes still closed, and felt the damp heat emanating from the other woman's sex. She gently placed the palm of her hand against her partners clit, rubbing it gently as she slowly slip a finger in-between her nether lips, probing deeply.
