Fighting the Silent by Bruno Martins Soares

Author:Bruno Martins Soares [Martins Soares, Bruno]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-09-27T22:00:00+00:00

EPISODE 3 – BACK

Captain Mirany Cavo leaned against her chair on the bridge of the W.S.Harvy. Her hands rested on her overalls’ pockets. Her eyes rested on the dark, non-existent horizon. The convoy was returning to Webbur. We were heading back home.

I feigned an itch and caught a glimpse of Mira’s profile. Her lovely straight nose, her calm forehead, smooth eyebrows, flowing blond hair. A flash came to my mind. A flash of her beautiful body, naked, sleeping.

*

Her beautiful white body sleeping beside me, in the hot, quiet morning. Her round breasts sagging just enough to be even more attractive, her ribs showing a bit, her firm stomach with a drop of sweat sliding forever, her smooth legs…

Mira’s eyes opened slightly. She smiled with her perfect mouth. I leaned down. The tip of my nose caressed her inner tight. I knew that smooth part of her body. I knew it well. I had wandered there a few times already. My nose picked up the scent that always took me by suggestive surprise every time it hunted down there for tantalizing treats. I kissed her tight. Her lips were expecting me further on. Already wet. Already waiting. I licked her. Her whole body shook when I did it. Her slender fingers entangled in my hair. She moaned a little. She squirmed. And again. I took my time. A long time. Comfortable between her legs. Anywhere between her legs. Once my loins, once my torso and my hands, now my head and my lips. It didn’t matter. I felt comfortable, while she shook, and twisted and squirmed. While she moaned and sighed in the end. I felt at home.

I went up and looked into her eyes. I made a fake salute.

“Captain…” I joked.

She lost her smile.

“Don’t.” She said, seriously. “Don’t.”

She was right. It wasn’t funny. I kissed her with my lips wet from her juices. She kissed me back. Then she pushed me gently to the side. She crawled down. And she engulfed me with her mouth. There were these little games she played down there. With her lips, and her tongue, and occasionally, with her teasing teeth. She did it for as long as it took. Having fun. In a gift. A very deliberate, obvious and primal gift. Until I came.

Later, we were putting our boots on, back to back, each of us on each side of the bed.

“This can’t happen again” I started, my heart stuck in my throat. “I’m a Navy officer. If they find out…”

“It won’t.” She interrupted. “It won’t.”

She got up, starting to leave. But I stopped her.

“Wait.”

I pushed her to me. We kissed passionately. Then she caressed my cheek, gently. Then she left.

*

“First buoy up ahead, Captain.”

We were entering the Eeron, Zhany was announcing. Mira said nothing. She was worried. I knew she was worried. And I knew why. We had the hulls full of people. Refugees. Thousands of them. Mostly women and children. And after our first few crossings, none of us was deluded about the danger we were in.

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