What Do You Want From Me?

Posted on Mon Apr 10th, 2023 @ 12:33am by Lieutenant Daisy Stanier & Ensign Skylar Southgate

920 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Chapter VII: Into the Storm
Location: Laboratory.

The lab was sufficient. Well equipped. Skylar liked it. She enjoyed working with Mila. Someone who was dedicated, passionate about science as Skylar was. Her long, flowing lab coat gave her away to person who’d just entered. Skylar always wore one.

“I’m busy, Daisy.”

Batsheva and Shira were looking after Azalea. She liked their Aliyah Colony friends. They wanted to give Daisy a break. Instead, Daisy wanted to try and get through to Skylar. Again. She loved her. She knew Skylar felt the same way. The cold shoulder hurt. “You don’t look it.” replied Daisy.

“Well, I am. We can talk later.”

The talking terms she, Daisy shared were fragile. It was for Azalea’s sake. Skylar would look after Daisy’s sister while she was on shift. Bridges were partially rebuilt for her sake. Azalea loved her trips to Skylar’s laboratory back at Eden Colony. She loved space. She learned something new about it every time.

“No, Skylar.” Daisy said, firmly. She was tired of this. The near kisses. The kissing, then Skylar breaking it off and pushing her away. The sex Skylar regretted every time. No. No more. She stood next to Skylar. “We’re doing this now.”

Skylar sighed. No, she didn’t want to do this now. Secretly, she loved being this close to Daisy. But not right now. No. She had work to do. Or, she did. Daisy turned off the console.

“For fuck’s sake, Daisy.” said Skylar. She turned to face her. That beautiful face. It was kissable. Loveable. She did love Daisy’s face. Every part of her, in fact. Not just physical. Every time they were alone, Skylar wanted to kiss her. She did now.

So she did. They’d fucked here before anyway. Two days ago.

She secured the lab. Safety first. Skylar wasn’t ready for people she barely knew to know who she was. She couldn’t even accept it herself. Hands against Daisy’s cheeks, she kissed her. Their lips glued together. Lust took over. Daisy grabbed her buttocks. Skylar liked that. She pinned Daisy against the wall, knocking a stool over en-route. Daisy knew she shouldn't let this happen. But she did. She loved Skylar.

Arousal high, Daisy helped Skylar remove her lab coat. She knew this would end the same way, like it always did. Her being hurt. But intimacy with Skylar, no matter how long, it brought Daisy close to her. The kiss was lustful, deep. They removed each other’s garments. With none left to remove, Skylar began to kiss Daisy’s neck. Her chest, each side. Her torso. Her navel. Her thighs.

Then, Skylar’s tongue pleasured her.

“Oh fuck.” sighed Daisy. It rarely got this far. Twice a month over six months. Three, maybe. Twice in a week never happened. It was still good though. Skylar knew how to make her feel good.

Skylar wished she could do this more. She wanted to accept herself, but she couldn’t. Every time she gave in to her lust, she hurt Daisy. Skylar didn’t want to. But she wasn’t ready. Not yet. Lustfully, she carried on making love to Daisy. Skylar didn’t know when she’d be able to again. Not when she pushed Daisy away so much. Skylar knew Daisy would draw a line somewhere. Surely.

Her arousal high, Daisy took control. She ordered Skylar onto the floor. It was cold. But, the work benches were cluttered. Just like Skylar’s own lab. Skylar did as she was told, lying on her lab coat. She gave Daisy the access she needed to return the favour. Daisy got into position. Skylar's treasure drew Daisy in like a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Every time. She started to make love to Skylar, as she had to her. Lustfully, passionately. Expertly. Skylar resumed making love to her, Daisy's hands caressing her thighs.

Skylar’s hands rested on Daisy's buttocks. Smacking them occasionally. Daisy liked that.

The sex was amazing. Skylar liked how Daisy took control. She loved what they were doing now, they were making love to each other at the same time. They did it last time. It was passionate, lustful. Intimate. The soft skin of their torsos pressed together. It kept the noise down, too. Especially in a location as risky, public as the lab.

Every time she, Daisy had sex, Skylar loved it. It brought her sexual pleasure beyond what she thought was possible. Every time. She hoped Daisy felt the same way. But afterwards, Skylar felt guilty. She resented herself. Daisy had accepted who she was. Skylar wished she could. She knew she was a lesbian. But she couldn’t. It was too hard for Skylar. She thought it would define who she was.

-

“Daisy, this…no. I can’t do this.” said Skylar. She’d raced to get dressed. “I’m sorry. This can’t happen again. Please just…stay away from me. You know I can’t do this.”

Of course. Skylar had done it before. She shouldn’t have been surprised. Daisy’s heart was once again, broken. Each time the number of pieces it shattered into was greater. “Why do you keep doing this? I love you Skylar. Please.”

Skylar didn’t know. “I wish I knew, Daisy. I’m sorry. I really am. I need to go.”

“What do you actually want from me, Skylar?” cried Daisy, shouting after her.

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