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Arrival - CTO

Posted July 7, 2020, 3:45 a.m. by Commander Samantha Jean "Sam" Halloway (Chief Tactical Officer) (Jerome Davis)

Sam could feel the lips on her skin, strong hands holding her… touching her. It was like each touch in the darkness set her body on fire with desire. She felt the shiver course through her as she braced herself to be taken… God it had been so long. The hands slid lower down her trembling figure when…

“Excuse me… Commander?” The young Steward’s blue eyes met the startled hazel of Commander Samantha Jean Halloway, her face flushed and beads of sweat still clinging to her forehead. “Yes…” The veteran combat pilot said in a near rasp. “… yes?” She followed more flatly as she sat up straighter in her seat.

“The shuttle is on final approach to the Odin, Ma’am.” The dark-haired Steward said politely. “Do you need help with your things?” Sam quickly rose from the chair, blush now glowing on her cheeks. “No Petty Officer…” Sam said quickly, grabbing her overhead bag. “… I just have this. Everything else was sent ahead.”

He flashed a smile and with a nod turned, walking away. Halloway realized, after about three seconds, that she’d be watching the attractive young steward’s backside juuuust a little too long when she shook her thoughts clear. Slipping on her Bomber jacket and throwing her bag over her shoulder, Sam quickly made for the airlock. After nearly two days of a certain steward taking the lead role in one-too-many racy fantasies, Halloway knew if the boy came too close… she might break him, and wouldn’t care in the slightest! Why in the hell did he have to look so much like Clint!? “Damn it!” Halloway swore softly as the shuttle touched down in the bay and the door hissed open.

Stepping off quickly, Halloway glanced back for one moment… and immediately regretted it. There in the door stood the Steward, her TOPGUN Instructor’s hat in hand. “Forget something Commander?” He said with a warm smile. Halloway smiled back as the blush returned, stepping forward and nearly ripping the hat from the kid’s hand. “Take care ma’am” He said and then, he winked. Frack me! Halloway thought as the hatch slid shut… The lil’ shit knew! “Oh God!” Sam sighed as she turned her back on the Shuttle and marched what felt very much like a Walk of Shame out of the bay.

Halloway, CTO & Heartbroken Pilot


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