SFR Flash Fiction / Command Decision Part 4
Writing Prompt: No Writing Prompt
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Junnet looked at her sharply, his eyes angry and hostile.
Kate held his gaze calmly. Raised an eyebrow; dared him.
“I’m in rut.” He bit off savagely. The words were coming like machine gun fire now and his eyes continued to bore into hers. “I’m hot, dehydrated and aroused to the point that the pressure of my uniform on my skin is driving me mad.” A minute hesitation, “I want sex. I want sex so badly I’d do anything for it. Anything.” He bit off savagely. “I’d crawl if you’d—” He halted abruptly, bit what he was going to say back and swallowed hard as his face flushed with anger. “Is that what you want to know?” He moved towards her slightly and she got the impression that if he didn’t have such a death grip on his body that he’d reach out and shake her. “Is that what you want to know?” He ground out. “Does it make you happy to know that the rut is only beginning and I am already so aroused; so consumed by the desire for something that I can’t have that I can’t think; can hardly see straight? That all I can think of at the moment is taking off your clothes, pressing you against the wall and getting inside you?”
Kate blinked in astonishment; the contrast between the XO she knew—her buttoned down, no-nonsense, no-excuses, no-emotions, all-business-all-professionalism-all-the-time XO—and the angry, uncomfortable Sexual man in front of her was unexpectedly jarring. I’ve never thought about you as a person outside of your role… He apparently took the blink for confirmation that she was backing down because the next thing she knew he was resettling against the wall and closing his eyes once more. “I didn’t think so.” He said.