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Zephyr groaned from her place on the small bed in her ship, face buried in a pillow she had her arms wrapped around. She wore only her undergarments, skin covered in a light sheen of sweat. Her body was uncomfortably warm and ached for the touch of another. Luckily, her ship was fitted with an air filter and purifier, keeping the vehicle from being engulfed in the scent of her desire.
“We're approaching the shore now.” Came the robotic voice of her ghost. She let out another groan.
He floated over, hovering nervously over her head. “Are you sure you're up for this? I'm sure Crow would understand if you told him you were busy.” He said.
Zephyr finally lifted her head. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes glowing with more intensity than usual.
“I'll be fine. It's not the first time I've had to work like this, and it won't be the last. Besides, these don't usually run for too long.”
She dropped her head back on the pillow. “Just…let me know when we land, okay?” She mumbled.
Her ghost beeped in agreement. She turned her head just enough for one of her eyes to be revealed, fondly looking upon her ghost.
“You're the best, Ori. I don't tell you that enough.” She said, a small smile playing on her lips.
Ori's shell twirled in delight. “You don't.” He sassed, drawing a surprised laugh from his guardian. He floated lower, gently bumping against her temple. “Get some rest. I'll let you know when we've landed.”
She hummed, turning her head so her face was once again pressed into the pillow.
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“Guardian! Glad to see you.” Crow called as Zephyr exited her ship. She was donned in her armor, helmet on to hide her flushed skin, as well as help seal in her scent. It had the added bonus of filtering smells from the outside. She found Crow's scent alluring on a normal day. She didn't want to risk how she would react to smelling it now.
“It's good to see you too, Crow. And I told you before, Zephyr is fine. No need to be so formal.” She said, walking over. Her cape billowed behind her. “So, what did you need help with? Your message was….lackluster.”
“I think I've figured out a way to track and remove dormant cryptoliths.” He said, gesturing to the small set up next to him.
He began to explain what he had found, but Zephyr found her thoughts wandering. Her undersuit felt like sandpaper against her skin. Sweat beaded along her forehead and temples, as well as the back of her neck. Now that she was in the presence of someone else rather than alone on her ship, her body was practically screaming at her to indulge in the fantasies that had shadowed the corners of her mind.
“Uh, Guar-I mean Zephyr?”
While lost in thought, she didn't realize she had been inching closer and closer until she was practically pressed up against Crow's back.
She hurriedly took a few steps away, clearing her throat. “Sorry! Sorry, I spaced out there a little bit.” She said quickly, face flushing darker as embarrassment flooded through her. She cleared her throat again. “Sorry.”
Crow's brows furrowed and he took a small step closer, hand raised as if to touch her. “Are you okay? You're acting a bit…weird.” He said.
Zephyr waved him off. “It's nothing, really. Just got lost in thought for a second there.”
Crow didn't look convinced, but after a few moments of warring with himself, he backed off. “Okay, if you say so.” He said. He turned back to the screen, flipping back into business mode. “I might need your help with this part.” He said. “Then we can field test.”
Zephyr smiled. “Sounds great.” She said, stepping up next to Crow, leaving a bit of space between them this time. “Run it by me again.”
“So, the cryptoliths give off a specific frequency, which is part of how we've been able to track it so far. The dormant ones lack this…”
Once again, as Crow started talking, Zephyr found her thoughts wandering. She could practically feel the solar heat radiating off of his body, a stark contrast to the chill of the void she had become used to since her resurrection. She found herself unconsciously leaning closer, eyes starting to slide shut as the heat further engulfed her.
“Zephyr?” Once again, Crow's voice brought her back to herself. Her shoulder was pressed against his, helmet on his shoulder as she apparently tried to fuse herself with him. She quickly sprung back again, stumbling over her feet.
“I, um, I just realized I forgot something! On my ship! Let me just, uh, go grab that!” She turned on her heels and fled to her ship, ignoring the calls of her fellow hunter behind her.
Once the hatch was closed, Zephyr ripped off her helmet. She placed a gloved hand against her forehead, groaning as she began pacing back and forth. Ori appeared over her shoulder, watching his Guardian anxiously.
“What is wrong with me? This is nothing I haven't dealt with before. Fucking get it together Zephyr! So what if you're desperate to get fucked and are currently with one of the hottest people you've ever met. This is just business as usual. Stop acting like this is your first time!”
She stiffened as she heard the sound of her ship hatch opening. She quickly whirled around, watching as Crow poked his head in.
“Zephyr, are you sure you're okay? I know it's rude to just barge in but I-” Zephyr watched as he suddenly stopped talking, eyes fixed on her. He inhaled deeply through his nose, and his eyes widened slightly.
“Oh. Oh! Zephyr, I'm so sorry! I didn't know! You didn't have to come here to help me.” He said, quickly backtracking.
Zephyr wasn't focused on his words. Almost the second he had entered, her senses had dialed in completely on him. His scent was filling her nostrils, drowning out the smell of anything else except him.
Her mind was screaming at her, and she could practically feel the wetness pooling in her underwear. Without thinking, she was moving towards the hatch, grabbing Crow by the front of his chestpiece and hauling him up until she was able to crash her lips against his.
He was still for a few seconds before hesitantly returning the kiss. Zephyr wasn't as gentle, fueled by desperation and pent up feelings. She swiped her tongue across his lips, diving in the second they parted. She greedily drunk in Crow's taste.
Their bodies were moving along with the kiss. Zephyr had backed Crow up until the back of his legs were hitting the edge of the bed. Neither broke the kiss as Crow sat down, Zephyr quickly straddling his lap.
The two finally parted, gasping desperately for air. Crow's face was flushed, expression flustered while his eyes shone with excitement.
Zephyr bit her bottom lip, suddenly realizing what was going on. “Oh, shit. Crow, I'm sorry! I don't know what got into me!”
She moved to stand, but his hands on her hips stopped her from moving. She blinked at him, both confused and hopeful.
“I'll admit, this wasn't exactly what I was expecting from this meeting. But I can't say I'm dissatisfied.” He said, faint amusement coloring his words.
Zephyr snorted slightly at that. “So, you want to stay?” She asked hopefully.
Crow nodded, face flushing deeper. “If you'll have me.”
Zephyr grinned, pulling him back in for a kiss. She had her armor transmatted away, leaving her fully bare. She was too impatient to deal with manually shedding clothes.
She grinded her hips down against Crow's hardened length, moaning into his mouth. His grip on her hips tightened.
Zephyr squeaked as she was suddenly lifted up and dropped onto her back on the bed. Crow moved to hover over her, his own armor having been transmatted away in the move. With his hair messy, lips swollen and eyes alight with desire, Zephyr couldn't help herself.
“Fuck, you're unfairly hot.” She said, wrapping her arms around his neck and tugging him back into a kiss. She felt his rumble of laugher.
Impatient, one of Zephyr's hands moved down between them, taking hold of Crow's length and starting to stroke him. He moaned into her mouth, and she greedily drank up the sound.
Crow was the one to break the kiss this time. “Fuck, Zephyr. I need you.” He said, pressing his lips to her neck.
“Then take me.” She breathed. “I'm all yours.”
That was all the encouragement Crow needed. His hand replaced hers on his dick, and he aligned himself before slowly pushing into her. Both moaned at the action, Zephyr's head tilting to the side to expose more of her neck.
Crow started moving at a steady yet gentle pace. It would've been sweet if Zephyr were in any other position. She rolled her hips against his, trying to increase the pace.
“Crow, please.” She begged. “I'm dying over here.”
Crow rolled his eyes in amusement, but sped up his pace. The ship was soon filled with the sounds of moans and skin hitting skin.
Zephyr's hands found Crow's back, and she raked her nails down his skin, drawing a hiss of pain from the man. This only seemed to encourage him. He shifted, reaching down to angle Zephyr's hips so he could reach a new angle. This led to him hitting a spot that had her seeing stars.
“Fuck, Crow! Yes, right there, keep going!” She moaned. One of her hands found its way into his hair and she gripped the locks tightly, tugging at them. Crow's lips were still on her neck, kissing and biting and licking at the skin.
Zephyr found herself feeling the familiar tightening in her core, leaving her practically salivating.
“Yes, fuck, yes. Keep going! I'm close, I'm so close!” She babbled.
Crow grunted against her neck. “Fuck, you feel so good, Zephyr. So good for me.” He murmured.
Her eyes rolled back as pleasure exploded through her body. Moans dripped from her mouth as he body spasmed, the hand in Crow's hair clenched as tightly as she could manage.
Crow continued to fuck her through her orgasm, breath stuttering until he sheathed inside of her, his own climax engulfing him.
The two lay there, panting as they tried to catch their breaths. Zephyr felt satisfied for the time being, but she knew it wouldn't last.
She loosened her grip on Crow's hair, gently carding her fingers through the locks. “When did Spider want you back?” She asked, a mischievous grin spreading cross her face.
Crow gave her a weary look, but his own amusement was showing through. “I'm sure I can come up with an excuse for however long it takes.” He said, leaning down to kiss along her jaw.
Zephyr giggled, a hand coming up to cup his cheek. “Good. We're going to be busy for a bit.”