Aria/Jackson rendezvous

[only_one_rule]

The room had probably been a supply closet at some point; certainly its size and shape seemed to suggest that, as did the heavy shelves that had been bolted to the walls, though they were devoid of anything by the time they had discovered it not far from the living quarters and the barricade they had set up against roving monsters. It added a little thrill to the proceedings to know they were beyond the 'safe zone' and more than once had necessitated a quick retreat when the halls were too full of foes.

Aria slipped into the room to find Jackson already there, just as she had known he would be. She allowed another sly smile as she spotted him, though she turned her attention towards using her biotics to shove the remaining shelf up against the door before greeting him properly. Only once the heavy shelving was firmly in place did she turn, sauntering towards where he waited. "Well now, where were we? Planning an invasion, I believe..."

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[suckmyyankeeballs]

The fact that she could pull this off - make sense, be her usual ruthless, clever self - while he was going down on her did very little to discourage Jackson, or make him doubt his skills. On the contrary, it was one more reason to admire her, and the more she talked, the more he brought it on, picking up the pace just as mercilessly as she was judging the lot of them. Whether he agreed with her or not mattered very little; the strength of her character and the sharpness of her mind existed regardless of his own opinions on any given subject. Only through that respect could they ever be together this way, and it was no concession, but simple fact.

[only_one_rule]

Eventually it reached a point where even Aria's powers of concentration were tested and found wanting and her rant ended, at least temporarily, as she writhed under his attention. There weren't many men who would consider her tirades an aphrodisiac and even fewer that she would accept into her bed, such as it was, which made Jackson notable on yet another account. She didn't know if he realised how discerning her tastes were - perhaps he just thought that he had come along at the right place and time - but Aria would have gone celibate long before bedding any of the others, including those who had come and gone.

[suckmyyankeeballs]

Her words stopped coming, but she did not grow silent, and whatever sounds he drew for her continued to spur Jackson. He did not let up until the familiar blue flashed over her skin, and only then slowed his pace, gradually, to a halt, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh and staying there, watching her as she came to.

Whatever she saw in him that made him fit to share this old mattress with her, he was glad of it.

[only_one_rule]

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