dark_ages | landing party ( for thecanarylives )

landing party ( for thecanarylives )

[ He comes to with his head pounding, his vision blurred, and a persistent ringing in his ears. It takes him a while-- a good while, maybe seconds or maybe minutes, to even regain his vision properly, and to take in his surroundings. He's in a shuttle, which is completely wrecked, panels broken and burnt, wires hanging from everywhere, sparks going off and small fires here or there. They're also tilted forward slightly, so he can feel his weight pushing against the belts keeping him strapped to his chair. He looks beyond the window and he sees a lush forest just outside, trees and blue skies as far as the eye can see. It'd be pretty if not for the fact that they've clearly crashed on the planet they were supposed to land on.

Shit. Holy shit, they crashed. How the fuck did they crash? Leonard just wanted to gather some samples from the surface, it didn't even warrant a landing party bigger than two people, how the fuck did they end up like this?

That thought gets his brain into gear. Because he's not alone. He looks over to find Sara passed out, though at least thankfully still strapped to her seat. He lets out a shuddered breath, trying not to panic as he struggles to undo his own safety belt. ]

Sara!! Come on, you piece of shi-- [ His panicked grousing is cut off as his belt comes undone, and he just barely manages to brace himself against the controls rather than slam right into them. Head still spinning, he nevertheless forces himself to stumble towards her, looking her over briefly for possible injuries before he cups her face, trying to wake her up. ] Sara. Hey, can you hear me? Come on, open your eyes...

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[ Christ, he feels good. Not just because it's been so long, or because of all the shit they went through to get here - though God knows that's part of it. But there's more here now, something she hadn't known she'd been missing back when it was just liquor and drunken fumbling.

With a low groan that echoes in the small space, she lifts her other leg up to hook around his waist, grasping tight at his shoulders and hissing at the change in angle. ]

Leonard... [ She sighs against his lips, jaw dropping at the rough thrust of his hips that buries him deep inside her again. Nipping at his lip, she drags her tongue desperately against his, one hand burying into his hair as she rocks her hips up to him again. ]

[ There's definitely an element of anticipation that's making this feel all the more amazing. It's like being apart for the past months has only served to make their attraction build, the frustration pile on so that the satisfaction is all the greater now.

She feels even better around him, against him, if that's even possible. Tight heat clenching around him, moans and whimpers leaving them each time his cock slides in and buries deep, pressing her hard against the wall.

His lips seek hers in a rough kiss, tongue diving in hungrily, and he grips her tight as the slam of his hips fills the air with the sound of skin hitting skin, pace harder and quicker now as they both drive each other fast towards their climaxes. ]

Shit, close— hah, fuck, Sara...

[ Usually, the second time around is a longer chase. Her release takes a little more time, needs a little more goading and teasing to get there. But he has her undone in no time, fingers grasping desperately at his shoulders, holding on for dear life as he fucks her roughly, pinning her up against the wall and driving in deep.

She's crying out against his lips, sighs building in pitch as her hips rut up hard to meet him, their skin drenched with the shower and her arousal as their bodies make lewd, quick smacking noises that fill the chamber. ]

Yes- fuck, yes- Leonard... Len- [ She presses her forehead to his, eyes shut tight and toes curled against the small of his back as she feels her body coiling towards release. It's not much longer now - another few thrusts and she's there, crying out against the crook of his neck, whole body shuddering and spasming in his arms. ]

[ He did mean it when he said he was close already, and when she comes suddenly, muscles clamping down eagerly around him, it's all it takes to bring him over the edge. He comes with a loud cry of his own, body seizing and arching, hips rutting as he buries harder into her, spilling deep inside with each rough buck of his hips.

He doesn't stop immediately either, his pace desperate, eager, chasing after that blissful pleasure for as long as he can manage to ride that wave. No doubt it carries her through her own orgasm for a while, until he slows down at last, coming down from his high steadily, a limp, panting mess as he all but collapses towards her, thankfully kept up due to having the wall right there. ]

Oh, fuck...

[ She can feel her muscles spasm and quiver around him, feel the stutter of her hips against his as the waves of pleasure rock through her. Sucking in a breath when she feels his release seize him, she shuts her eyes tight, clinging to him as the force of his orgasm rocks through him. Her jaw drops, breath leaving her in short spurts, face contorted in a twist of pleasure as he rides them both through their release, sparks of electricity shuddering through her on their way back down.

Her head slumps down against his shoulder as she struggles to catch her breath, legs limp around his hips. ]

God... [ She chuckles hoarsely, pressing a few kisses along his shoulder. ] Still got it, Doc.

[ Even worn out and sated as he is, she still manages to get a laugh from him with that comment. He tips his head to the side, kissing along her cheek, getting her to look at him so he can kiss her lips next. ]

Didn't think I'd lost it in just a few months, did you?

[ Please. Of course he's still got it. ]

[ She grins against his neck at the soft sound of his laugh, head angling up at his guidance to press a kiss to his lips. ]

No. But it's good to know we're staying consistent.

[ Sucking in a breath, she unhooks her legs from around him, groaning softly as she feels him dislodge from inside her when she gets to her feet. Pushing up on her tiptoes to kiss him again, she smiles up at him, hands resting on either side of his torso to keep him close. ]

[ He chuckles lowly, hissing once she moves and his softening cock slips out of her. He's got a little more balance back to him now, legs not feeling quite so wobbly, and once she's on her feet, he wraps both arms around her, pulling her back under the spray of the shower while they kiss. ]

Okay, maybe now we can wash up properly... then drag our asses back to bed. Don't know about you, but I'm feelin' pretty wiped right now.

[ There's a pleasant ache tugging at her muscles as she steadies herself on her feet, arms reaching up overhead to pull into a long strength. Leaning up to return his kiss, she steps into the water with him again, closing her eyes a moment as the spray washes over them both. ]

Maybe? [ She chuckles, slipping her arms around his shoulders and grinning up at him. ] What, you don't like it when I wear you down ragged?

[ His hands run over her body, this time a lot more purposeful and not at all teasing. He really is washing the mess off of her now, even as his fingers carefully dip between her legs he's not trying to get her worked up at all, nor does he linger for long enough to manage that. ]

Mm, you know damn well I do, [ He chuckles, smiling down at her. ] But I think we both have early shifts. We should be gettin' some decent rest before then.

[ Her own touch grazes lazily along his skin to help wash him off as well, taking a bit of body soap and lathering it before spreading it across his chest and stomach. Working her way down to his hips, she cranes her neck up to press a soft kiss to his lips, grinning up at him. ]

I guess we could be mildly responsible about our jobs. [ She grabs some more soap, scrubbing herself down with it and turning around to face the wall. ] Get my back, will you?

[ He chuckles a little at that, though they both know they're more than just mildly responsible. It's tempting not to be, though, admittedly. He takes the soap from her, starting to lather up her back. ]

Sure.

[ Doesn't take much to spread the suds across her back, reaching all the way up to her neck, fingers kneading lightly into the muscles of her shoulders. Washing all the way down to the curve of her ass, he finally coaxes her to turn around so they can wash the soap off. Once she's done, he'll turn around too. ] Do mine?

[ Mildly responsible is definitely putting it lightly, considering she's fairly sure they're both the youngest to climb to their respective ranks. Still, his company has been one hell of a welcome distraction from the repetitive nature a five year mission can entail.

She stretches her neck side to side as he massages her shoulders, a content sigh on her lips that turns into a chuckle as he makes his way down to her ass. Turning into the spray to wash herself off, she lathers up a little more soap and presses a kiss to his shoulder blade before washing off his back, his shoulders, his neck, venturing down to grope blatantly at his ass before she washes that off, too. ]

[ The grope to his ass gets a laugh from him, surprised and amused, but otherwise he helps her as he washes himself, rinsing all the soap off under the spray of the shower. It's not long before they're scrubbed and washed clean, and he lingers with her for just a couple minutes longer before he finally shuts off the water, then opens the door to the stall so he can get a towel for them.

Instead of handing it over, he just unfolds it and uses it to dry her off himself, brushing it down her body, carefully squeezing the water out of her hair. ]

[ She echoes his laugh, nipping playfully at his shoulder blade as she helps rinse him off. When he opens the door to the small chamber, it lets in a gust of cool air that makes her draw instinctively closer to him, the steam seeping out of the shower stall.

Smiling when he starts to dry her off, she watches him quietly a moment, fingers toying idly through his hair before she tiptoes up to peck at his lips. She takes the towel once he's done, drying him off in turn and mussing up his hair so it sticks out at odd angles. ]

C'mon, Grumpy. Let's get you into bed.

[ His hair does tend to always stick out at odd angles after he's washed it, so it's fine. He'll deal with it in the morning. Right now he just follows after her with a smile, not bothering with clothes and just dragging her along towards the bed completely naked.

It's not like anyone's going to be coming in, and the temperature setting's perfectly adjusted. He climbs onto the mattress, then urges her to join him, pulling her down so she's lying down next to him. ]

That's unfair, I haven't complained about a single thing tonight, [ He observes with a small smile. ]

[ She kind of likes it when it's messy like that, to be honest. Gives him a little more of an edge. She sneaks a quick, affectionate squeeze to his ass as they head to bed, climbing in after him and settling on her side next to him, hand reaching up to fuss with his hair again. ]

That's because I'm so freaking delightful. [ She grins, leaning in to kiss him again. ]

[ He huffs in amusement when she keeps mussing up his hair, his arm settling around her waist and tugging her closer. He lets out a soft hum, kissing her cheek, then her jaw, nuzzling a bit against her. ]

Yeah, and that's why I've never once complained or groused in your general direction. Because you're so delightful.

[ That's bullshit and they both know it, of course. ]

[ She grins up at him, curling in closer and letting her eyes sink closed at the light touch of his kisses. Her own lips press to his cheekbone, then his temple, then the spot right up against his ear. ]

Mmhm. I'm pretty, too. [ She nips at his earlobe, arm draping around him. ] And pretty good in the sack.

Reckon that's true... you are very pretty.

[ He turns that into a soft little praise, kissing her cheek in return, smiling as he lets his face stay buried in the crook of her neck. He'll be glad to fall asleep just like this, curled up against her, limbs tangled, soft and warm. ]

So are you.

[ She murmurs back against his temple, letting her eyes drift closed.

It feels like only a moment later, but the alarm on her comm link starts buzzing in the early hours of the morning, a sharp pinging sound coming from somewhere across the room.

Groaning, she buries her face into the pillow to try and ignore it, muffling his face in the process. ]

[ Leonard's fast asleep throughout all that, or he was until he gets a face-full of hair. That, coupled with the pinging, gets him to snap awake a little more, and he actually moves to sit up, looking around like a disoriented cat with its hair all mussed up. ]

The hell.

[ He groans, then starts to climb out of bed to find her comm device. After some stumbling into furniture, hissed cursing, and fumbling around, he comes back with it in hand, flopping onto the mattress with a groan while handing the device to her. ] Think that's yours.

[ She's a light enough sleeper, and really only gets a few hours of sleep a night, but truth be told she'd been lulled into a pretty deep sleep last night.

She shifts the pillow off her face when she feels him move, unable to stop the smile that tugs at her lips when she sees him bolt upright, hair sticking out at odd angles against his head. Sitting up and watching him fumble around to find her comm, she wipes a hand over her face, blinking herself awake. ]

Sorry. Morning run alarm. [ She takes the device from him and swipes it to a stop, setting it on the nearby nightstand and glancing down at him. ] Go back to sleep.

Mm, 's fine, [ He murmurs, looking up at her with a small smile. He slips a hand around her waist, fingers brushing up her back, leaning in to press a quick kiss to the nook of her shoulder. ]

I'm used to wakin' up early anyway.

[ Granted, he's usually much grumpier than this, but waking up to her in his bed certainly makes things much better. ]

[ Even in the low light, that sleepy smile he shoots her gets a smile of her own. She melts back down towards him, dragging her fingers through his hair to comb through the messiness of it. ]

Your shift doesn't start for another few hours, right? [ She presses a kiss to his temple, fingertips massaging against the back of his head.

She's usually up and changing into her workout gear by this point, but a few more minutes in bed with him won't kill her. It's... nice. Waking up with him and not having to piece together the night before. ]

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rolling through to morning after, if that's cool :D

of course <3!

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