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]

Jackson had sutured the old, thin, and narrow mattress a year or so ago, and it was somewhat miraculously still there in the corner of the room, half hidden behind some shelves, all these months later. It was certainly not the height of comfort, but it was a slight step-up on lying on the floor, when they were in the mood for lying down.

When Aria walked in, he was standing on the side of the room, leaning against a shelf and wishing, yet again, for a goddamn cigarette. At least the wait was over, and now he could indulge in another one of his vices, or so Reid would have called it.

"Invasion, takeover, infiltration, annihilation," Jackson listed as she came close, watching his fill and doing nothing to hide the admiration he had for her body. "We have options."

Of course the foreplay wouldn't stop now that they were here. Some days, it didn't stop at all, and they were still discussing strategy by the time they left the supply closet.

He caught her hand and pulled her close, his other hand sliding around her waist, to the small of her back. He smiled at her from up close, now, easy, laid-back and cheerful despite the knowledge that they could be interrupted any second by a threat to their lives. "Tell me, Aria," he asked, against her lips. "Who would you send to infiltrate them?"

Since he damn well wanted an answer, his lips traveled along her jaw line instead, curling his fingers to stroke her back.

[only_one_rule]

"I'll give you one thing - all that talking has certainly done wonders for your stamina," Aria chuckled when she had regained proper use of her own tongue. She sighed as she shifted, raising her forearm and laying it over her eyes to block out what dim light they had. "If I had you back on Omega I'd have cloned you in a heartbeat - would have had plenty of happy customers to swindle then."