That hotness of Rhona Mitra would not be denied ...
Glasgow Border Station
No Man’s Land
Scotland, 2035
“Yes?” Eden asked, pointedly raising an eyebrow as she turned to face the blonde standing behind her.
“We don’t move out for a few hours,” Read said, leaning casually against the closed door to the female barracks. It was a room she’d had to herself for the past two years, but she didn’t mind sharing.
“No,” Eden said shrugging of her jacket gracefully, her eyes not straying from Read for a moment as she did. “We don’t,” she agreed, dropping the jacket onto a nearby bunk.
“We could die,” Read offered, looking over at Eden through her eyelashes as the brunette used her right foot to kick off her left boot.
“It is,” Eden began, her lips curving up slightly, “a distinct possibility,” she continued kicking off her other boot.
Read was silent for a moment after that, looking at Eden thoughtfully.
“How big are you on protocol?” Read asked finally, her question earning a slight raise of Eden’s eyebrow. “I mean … are you likely to write me up, if I ask you a question you don’t like?”
“Depends on the question, I suppose,” Eden responded her hands moving to her hips, deftly unbuckling her belt. “Only one way to find out really,” she continued pulling the belt through the tabs on her pants smoothly, her eyes on Read the whole time.
“I’ve been out here for two years, yeah,” Read said pushing off of the wall she was leaning against. “My last leave was six months ago,” she continued moving towards Eden slowly. “And if I’m gonna die,” Read went on coming to a stop just in front of Eden, “I’d like to get laid one last time.”
Eden stared at her for a moment and then murmured, “I didn’t hear a question.”
Read’s lips twitched.
“Do,” Read began, her voice soft but precise, “you,” she continued taking a measured step closer to Eden, “want,” she said looking up into Eden’s shimmering brown eyes, “to fuck?”
Eden inhaled deeply, her eyes flashing and her jaw clenching as she looked at Read.
“Yes,” she breathed out finally, the word a slow exhalation.
“Great,” Read responded, a shiver of excitement and trepidation running through her as she did. There was something predatory about Eden that unsettled her, and fascinated her. The Major was so remote, and yet she seemed to burn with intensity.
It was equally sexy and terrifying.
Read saw a flash of white teeth and realized that Eden was smiling. However, before she could contemplate this development any further, she felt Eden’s fingers digging into the top of her pants and found her body suddenly moving forward, into Eden’s arms.
“I only have one setting,” Eden murmured, a touch of warning in her low and steady voice.
Read stared at her for a moment, blinking rapidly before she breathed in deeply. “Yeah,” Read exhaled softly. She wasn’t at all surprised by Eden’s statement. There was nothing vanilla or soft about the Major, and that was what turned Read on the most. “I figured,” she continued somewhat breathily.
“You’re okay with that?” Eden asked, a faint smile touching her lips. Her voice was rough, practically dripping sex.
Read shivered, a faint, longing “yeah” falling from her lips a moment later.
“Good,” Eden said softly, her hands caressing Read’s ass before squeezing roughly. “Then let’s get started.”
The End
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Date: 2008-05-03 04:26 am (UTC)I've just finished watching the movie for a 4th time, and was wondering if anyone had written some slashy goodness. Low and behold, I stumbled upon this...squirm worthy sexy piece of fic. I mean, WOW. HOT. Rhona Mitra has been my fantasy girl ever since Ali G, and Doomsday kinda, maybe, sorta made me...happy in some areas of my being. As did you writing. So, I ask you now: will you PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE find some inspiration to write more in the brilliant depths of your mind? Will this help you along?:
As you can see, I'm not above begging.