The Cavil pinned her arms above her head as he thrusted in to her. She felt a familiar feeling in her lower parts as a wonderful feeling built up toward climax. He was a skilled lover as he grunted and increased the pace of his thrusts.
She cried out as her climax crashed into her like waves in the ocean. “Ah,” Eva Lawson breathed heavily as she felt her lover finish inside her. She managed to catch a glimpse of her pills on the night stand. More important she remembered having taken one this morning.
Cavil collapsed beside her, spent by his efforts in the bed. “That was great commander,” he commented.
“If you ever want it to happen again buddy you will keep your mouth shut and pretend it never happened.”
“Yes Sir Commander Lawson.”
Lawson let out a breath, sighing. “I really needed that. I finally learned to get my R & R from a civilian. You need to get out of here brother.” She pushed him forcefully on the shoulder.
“Now?” the Cylon tried to look surprised.
“Now,” she said forcefully.
“Why?” he asked.
“We got an op planned. We’re taking out the toasters biggest fueling station and refinery.”
“When will I see you again?” The Cylon reached down an pulled up his boxer shorts.
“After the op. I hope you are ready.”
“I’ll be counting the minutes,” He quickly put a shirt on over his head and reached down to put on his shoes.
“I’ve got meeting with my former CAG,” Lawson said, quickly pulling up her panties and fumbling for her bra.
“What’s a CAG?”
“Commander Air Group,” Lawson spoke like a teacher. He was wounded in the last big op and now he has to command the battlestar while he recovers. Doc’s say between two and four months. Don’t tell anyone any of this stuff,” Lawson said while she pulled a tee shirt over her head.
“Yes Sir,” Cavil saluted sloppily.