Thread: Mass Effect: Jack/Miranda (AlureNova x Javorcek)

At first Miranda's rounds had been easy, dealing with a few common things around the ship and getting some reports on minor missions that had been launched which she had failed to receive. Those were not always the most pleasant of meetings, she had to demand the people involved to write them, but it got done because nobody said no to the Ice Queen. She even found some time to train a bit, privately but she did it, especially working on her hand to hand in order to become capable enough to put up a better fight against Jack. Not that she didn't want the girl to touch her but she liked the idea of playing around, maybe even training with someone she actually wanted to spend some time with. Then she worked on her marksmanship a bit, as usual hitting the targets right on the mark without missing a beat. She wasn't as strong as Jack when it came to hand to hand and while she usually wouldn't even have considered the possibility, Jack may have been stronger when it came to biotics, the only thing she had above the younger girl was marksmanship. Miranda's day became more complicated when one of the crew members had a serious problem that they needed help dealing with, something about system problems with the ship. It was a problem she got EDI on right away but it ate up a good portion of her day and she was quite frustrated by the time it was all said and done. She was so frustrated in fact that she had forgot to really eat anything for most of the day. That was why she had gone and grabbed a quick bite before the rest of the crew would be arriving for dinner, not eating much but enough to get her by. It was after that she ran into Jack, having to stop herself from smiling and keep her usual arrogant look plastered on her face. When Jack hissed at her she did something that wouldn't even phase Jack but would fool the crew, an arrogant almost pitying smirk crossed her face and she just shook her head. The look in her eyes was more adoring than anything but she managed to keep anyone else around from getting a good look before Jack began walking off. They had to put on a good show and it wasn't easy, neither one of them harbored rage or irritation towards the other one at that point and even if they were capable actors negative emotions were hard to fake. They would manage but it didn't make it easier, though what did make it easier was what Jack managed to whisper to her in passing. Twenty minutes and she would be in the throws of passion and the entire day of being horny was certainly going to make it more difficult to wait even that short amount of time. The idea of being with Jack so soon had her wet again and she had to take a deep breath before walking away from that spot, ignoring the eyes on her and trying her best to go finish up one last thing in a normal manner, a hard feat to achieve when she was wet and horny. She managed though, wrapping up her last little chore, though when she saw the time her eyes opened wide, she was a few minutes later than Jack had demanded her to be back, twenty-four minutes and she still had to get back to the room. She rushed back, her usual slow swaying walk changed to a more brisk and rushed movement. Miranda couldn't believe she was going to be late, mainly because Jack would no doubt give it to her because of that. People noticed her pass, though they turned back to their own thing soon enough, nobody questioning what Miranda decided to do and assuming if it had her moving fast it was something quite important. When she reached her room she just stood there for a moment, swallowing hard as she wondering if Jack was going to be inside waiting for her, if she remembered she had left the lights out so the room would be completely dark. So after a moment she opened up the door, a bit of light flooding in but not much, and then she stepped inside, the door closing behind her and she slowly walked into the dark room, moving elegantly past her desk and over to the bed, swallowing as she slowly lowered herself on to it and crawled up to the top, her face plopping into the pillow as she waited for either Jack to reveal herself, or for the woman to come into the room and see Miranda waiting for her. She liked either idea, though part of her was nervous about punishment if Jack had already arrived, not sure how much she could endure before going crazy with desire.