Proper Use Of A Workbench

[Kyle Wick]

Kyle Wick gurgled his water before swallowing it back to help make sure his mouth felt clean after eating. Thankfully he was alone for the moment, but he knew it wouldn't last. cherry1 was undocking from her space suit and once she was here they would flip the switch and see if they had finally fixed the thrusters outside Mecha station. Kyle had worked on the designs for what felt like forever, and Raven had spend what felt like another forget installing them and bitching about the layout the last engineer used.

He felt nervous, as he always did before one of his deigns got turned on. It was a good nervous. His heart beat a little harder, and he couldn't quite sit down. He needed to be moving so he could settle some of the energy that flooded his body. Once Raven came bouncing in, Wick looked over at her. "Reyes! Want the honors," he called out, bringing up his tablet that had the controls on it. He held it out. Normally mechanics didn't get to push the buttons, as they were seen more as the do-ers while the engineers were the brains--but this had been her idea and her project, so he figured she might as well get the chance to see if it screwed up or not. "Surly you can't screw up a button!" He teased.

[cherry1]

It was finally time. After what felt like ages of planning and building and planning all over again they had finally built designs that satisfied her. They’d spent countless hours trying to figure out how best to fix the thrusters and Kyle had played a huge part in that success. Though she’d never say it to his face. The nerves started to build within her as she started to install them. Usually she was never nervous. Always confident in her abilities to get whatever job that needed doing done. And done right. But this job meant a lot more to her. This job was personal.

It was her chance to prove herself to the other mechanics and even the engineers that despite her young age, she belonged there. And deserved to be there. Once she went through all the safety procedures of undocking, Raven practically ripped her space suit off and ran towards Wick. The butterflies in her stomach morphing into pterodactyls. She smiled genuinely at him when he offered her the button to press. Technically her job was done, but she appreciated the sentiment. The fact that he was acknowledging how important this particular job was to her. Her smile turned into a sarcastic one as he continued. There he was, the Wick she knew. As if she could screw up something so simple.

Taking a deep breath she took one last nervous glance at him, her hand hovering over the button. “Here goes.” The moment of truth. The second her hand made contact with the it she scrunched up her eyes, too afraid to look. Oh god what if it didn’t work? What if all the hours and the hard work they’d put into it, was for nothing? Maybe she didn’t belong….her train of thought was interrupted at the sound of whirring and creaking coming from just outside. The thrusters….were turning on? Opening her eyes she looked down at the controls. “Full capacity! YES!” They worked! Goddammit she was awesome! “WE are awesome!” She felt so overwhelmingly happy she didn’t know what to do with herself. Turning she put her arms around Wick, hugging him for all she was worth. Because right at that moment there was nobody else on the entire ark she would rather share this moment with.

Releasing him slightly, but keeping her arms around his shoulder Raven smiled the widest smile she’d ever had on her face. “Thank you for doing this, for helping me.” Well, that was a first. Gratitude had never been a skill of hers, especially when it came to Wick. But this was a special occasion. As the seconds passed, she became acutely aware of their close proximity to each other. She should really let go of him. Only she didn’t, she couldn’t. Taking one last look into his eyes, her own flickered down to his lips, as she slowly sealed the distance between them with a soft kiss. Maybe later she would convince herself it was a heat of the moment type thing. That she was just grateful. But even Raven wasn’t that good of a liar. And this certainly hadn’t been the first time she’d wondered what it would be like to feel his lips on hers.

[Kyle Wick]

Wick could tell she was nervous, and he felt floored. Raven Rayes showing anything but ego and determination was down right shocking, but nervousness? Kyle watched her face as the excitement she was feeling was there too. She was dragging the moment out slightly, and he wanted to tell her to push the damn button already! When she glanced at him he gave a excited but dry, "You're killing me Rayes, smash it!" He told her, wanting to grin but too on edge of finding out if they'd done it or not! “Here goes.” She said before pressing it. Wick looked at the screen, but then at her face. Did she close her eyes?! He did grin then before looking at the screen!

Adrenaline hit him then! THEY DID IT! “Full capacity! YES!” He jumped once, "YES!" Holding up his hands Kyle yelled the word out in trump! He didn't think it would happen but DAMN HE WAS GOOD! “WE are awesome!” He turned to her and pointed at her, ready to admit that he thought she was as awesome as he was, when she jumped into his arms! Wick wrapped his thicker arms around her smaller body, and didn't think about it! Lifting her feet from the ground he spun her, before sitting her back down! He wasn't a man of few words--in fact he was a man of many, many words, but the way she looked at him there made him pause. And then she did two things that she had never done before. “Thank you for doing this, for helping me.” She thanked him, and then she kissed him.

And then she fucking kissed him. It was soft, but it was a fucking kiss! Kyle didn't think, he did care about time or place or boyfriends; he lifted his hands from her hips to back and pulled her into him before kissing her back! He didn't kiss her softly, or slowly, but a kiss that matched the high they were both feeling from their success. He licked at her lips to invite her to part them, so he could deeper the kiss. Damn she was good!

[cherry1]

He kissed her back with more ferocity than she’d anticipated. There was a voice in the back of her head nagging at her to stop but the way his tongue deliciously edged her mouth open quickly muted it. Every reason why this was wrong, and there were many, disappeared into the kiss. And it was only increasing in intensity with no sign of slowing down. And truth be told every fibre of her being wanted this, wanted him. His hands, his lips, his teeth, on whatever part of her body he could reach. And when Raven wanted something she would fight like hell to get it. It was like this kiss was satisfying a craving she didn’t even know she had.

Matching every movement of his tongue with her own, she felt herself internally smirking as they both fought for control, enjoying every minute of this. Threading her fingers through his hair, Raven began moving them back, pulling him towards the workbench behind her. All she knew right now was that she needed more of this, of him. But as soon as her thighs hit the table Raven instinctively broke the kiss, her breathing laboured and heavy as she finally looked Wick in the eyes, her forehead resting on his. Before either of them could resume the kiss she finally let go of him, her hands gently pushing away his abdomen. The same hands that were just passionately pulling at his hair and collar. Flashes of Finn’s face forcing her to put some distance between them. Oh god. What was she doing? How could she do this to him while he lay rotting in jail cell after covering for her ungrateful ass? “We can’t do this.” To him. Her boyfriend. But even as she said the words, Raven didn’t step away, didn’t move around him like she knew she should. Like any self-respecting and goddamn decent person would. 

[Kyle Wick]

Kyle loved her taste, and loved the way her hands were everywhere. He returned the favor by dropping his hands to her butt and giving it a squeeze before he moved with her back to the work bench. He had admired her for a while, but knew there was some reason he had never made a move--though for the life of him right now he couldn't think of what that was! All he could think about was her good her warm body felt pressed into his, and how strong her small hands were. He loved it!

When they got to the bench, he dropped his hands to her hips to lift her up . . . . but she pushed him away slightly. Wick mentally groaned, knowing that this meant he was going to have to let her go and that was not what he wanted! He pressed his forehead to her's and nodded when she spoke the words that he knew were coming but hated to hear: “We can’t do this.” Right! He knew that! Damn it! "Right, yeah," He agreed in a tone that said he didn't agree, but was going with it because this wasn't something he could force. He took a deep breath, but didn't move back from her. He couldn't just let her go right away. Lifting his hands up, he palmed her face, and used them to tilt her face up so he could kiss her forehead, something that was supposed to be a friendly 'it's ok' move, but then afterwards he only ended up staring into her eyes.

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[cherry1]

He agreed with her? Of course he did. As much as Raven liked to joke and tease him she knew he was a good man. Kyle was giving her an out. A chance to walk away and pretend like this never happened. A chance Raven knew deep down she should take. But the moment his lips touched her forehead she couldn’t help but release a longing sigh. She knew what she wanted, and it was selfish. Probably the most selfish craving she’d ever had. If she didn’t walk away she’d risk losing the only person that had ever looked out for her. Only now, with Wick she knew that wasn’t entirely true. He was her best friend out here, in a way that was so different than Finn. 

This was selfish and stupid. And it could cause them both a world of pain, but dammit just this once Raven wanted to be selfish and stupid. In silent consent, Raven slowly reached for the hem of her ragged shirt and pulled it up, revealing her trembling skin inch by inch. Her eyes never leaving Wick’s. This was it. The moment of no return. She knew she'd hate herself later, hell she already felt the self loathing creeping in. But all that was racing through her mind was how much her skin burned for his. Craved his. Quickly discarding her shirt, she removed her hair tie from her ponytail, shaking her hair free. Raven’s face remained still, her ragged breath and thumping heartbeat the only things giving away how damn nervous she actually was.

Without a word Raven slowly took his larger hands in her own and placed them at her hips, letting him know that she wanted this. No, needed this. Damn the consequences.

[Kyle Wick]

If this was a test, he was going to happily fail it and big time! Kyle watched as she lifted her shit over her head, and tossed it aside. He grew very still then, not sure what she was doing--most girls he would know, but with Raven you always had to pause and think. Raven pulled her brown hair out of the tie thing and let it fall down. Wick had been very carefully not looking down at her half naked body, but now that her hair was down, he was distracted. He had never seen it down, and damn she looked good with it like that.

She pulled his hands to her hips, and then he looked down over her. Damn she looked good like that good. A nicer guy would reminder her she had a boy toy in lock up, but Wick was fine with being the asshole who didn't care. He wanted her, and had for a while. He was in love with the woman before him, and he would take what he could get.

Wick quickly leaned in to start kissing her again, while his hands tightened on her hips, and slide backwards. Cupping her backside, he lifted her up and put her on the workbench behind her. His hands went to her knees, and he pulled them apart so he could step in between her thighs, and press his body to her's. The only time he broke the kiss was to pull his shirt over his head, and send it flying randomly around the room. Then his hands flattened on her back, to press her into him.

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[cherry1]

She gave in completely. No longer inhibiting herself with feelings of guilt and consequences. Instead shoving those thoughts down into the furthest recesses of her mind. If she was going to go through with this then she wouldn’t be hindered by any of that. Raven wanted to be consumed by him. She wanted to feel loved and wanted by him. Even though she wasn’t sure if she could ever return the favour. It wasn’t fair and it was cruel but right now, with the way he felt between her thighs and pressed up against her chest…Raven couldn’t bring herself to care. He was overwhelming her senses. The steady build-up of tension between them over the course of this project was finally ready to burst.

She pulled him towards her into a deep, desperate kiss, the second after he pulled off his shirt, her tongue delving into his mouth, tangling with his own. Pressing into him, Raven could feel his heart beating just as hard and fast against her own revealing just how much he wanted this too. Slowly she slid her hand down the side of his torso until she reached the front of his pants. Experimentally she added a bit of pressure, releasing an involuntary moan. Raven relished in the feeling of his growing arousal. Acutely aware of her own. Clumsily she attempted to undo the belt buckle without breaking the contact of their lips, but to no avail. “Uugh,” she groaned in frustration, looking down. Since when were pants so difficult to take off anyway? Obviously it was Wick’s fault and not her own…obviously. “Take off your pants,” she instructed, needing more of him. Her own becoming increasingly constricting.

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