Chapter Text
“Khadija, please- mphm, b-be gentle!”
“Shh, princess, you don’t want any sailors wandering by to overhear, do you?”
Khadija’s voice came out almost as a purr, making Elena’s awkward wriggling come to a complete standstill.
The two were crammed in a rather awkward position- Elena upon Khadija’s lap in the tight quarters of the woman’s Strelok. The older woman’s arms wrapped around Elena’s waist, pulling her even closer. A few recent love bites on the elf’s neck throbbed gently, further distracting Elena from the noises she’d been letting out moments ago.
“I’d been hearing about you and Marina doing some evening training in the hangar, but to think it was just a lie to do something so shameless in a Diver simulator…”
The tips of Elena’s ears turned red as the elf let out a protesting, “H-hey! I-I… Marina couldn’t make it tonight! I-I finished up my stretches early and…”
Her explanation died off out of a lack of any real defense for her actions, heart pounding in her chest. She’d gotten bored doing basic exercises alone and decided to try her hand at the Diver simulator. But it had quickly given her motion sickness, and while laying back in the seat regathering herself, all sweaty and uncomfortable, Elena had decided to be a bit brave- and a bit perverted. Never again.
Because now Khadija was dragging those fanglike canine teeth over the back of her ear, drawing quiet little noises out from Elena, wriggling in her lap. The mature woman’s practiced touches had slipped right under Elena’s gym clothes, groping at her chest and slipping beneath her shorts as Khadija continued to whisper.
“Really, I’d heard you were starting to fit in a little more, but actually managing to make a move on Minardo-”
This threw Elena off with a start, sitting up a bit and twisting in Khadija’s lap in shock.
“Relax, relax, she didn’t gossip- she just clammed up when I brought you up over lunch yesterday. No one else knows about your little rendezvous- although they’d probably just be jealous~”
The comforting purr of Khadija’s tone helped Elena relax even as she huffed and continued to pout.
“Hmph. It’s none of your business what I-eep!”
Her attempt at confidence was quickly undone by the gentle press of a fingertip to her panties, hips lifting out of Khadija’s lap.
“Wow, princess, you’ll give me a big head reacting so shamelessly to my every touch. Or can you just not contain yourself at all?”
The confidence oozing from the mature cat’s every word made Elena’s motions gradually slow in a pathetic act of defiance and effort to maintain her composure. She took another few moments to gather her thoughts before managing to speak.
“I just didn’t want you to think you were getting rusty if I stayed quiet-”
This provoked another nip at her neck, drawing a quiet gasp from Elena as Khadija’s soft purring came to an abrupt halt. When she broke the pregnant silence, her voice had a competitive edge to it that made Elena shiver.
“Rusty, hm? We’ll see if I can flex some muscles and get back into shape, then.”
Elena could only let out an unsteady moan, unable to quiet it as Khadija’s fingertips deftly slipped her panties aside, touching and teasing the younger girl in her lap as she began to ‘punish’ her for her teasing. Several orgasms later, Khadija gave a whispered, extended lecture on how difficult it was to clean the scent of sex out of Divers, and that it wouldn’t be a good spot for future rendezvous.
