It happened in a flash and completely by accident. They were in Sanctuary, using the workbenches Nora had set up under the old carport. It was mid morning and the settlement seemed to be in a doze from the late spring sunshine. Everyone was off doing their assigned chores so Danse and she thought it was a great time to modify their gear a bit.
Just right there, by the weapons workbench, they reached for the same combination wrench and their fingers collided. They immediately looked at each other, smiling an apology on both their lips, then something happened. Danse felt like a current traveled from her hand to his and in a flash he didn't see Nora his combat partner, or even Nora his friend. He saw Nora, a breathtakingly beautiful woman. He had been fighting his desire for her for more than three months. Always telling himself it was just because of the day in, day out close quarters they lived in.
But that touch told him it was not. He let his thick calloused fingers linger against hers and she didn't pull away. He traced them up along the tips of hers, lining them up to steeple together and sucked in his breath as she moved to do the same thing.
When their fingers were interwoven, his chest felt tight and butterflies drummed in his stomach. He still had his eyes locked with her and watched her lids close to half, her lips part ever so slightly, and her pink tongue slipped to moisten them.
She had tightened her grip on his hand, and he didn't let go of it as he started walking towards into the empty house. She went with him willingly. He stopped just inside the doorway and turned to her, he searched her eyes quickly, hoping... but he got his answer when she squeezed his hand gently.
He leaned in slowly, not wanting to make her feel trapped by his larger body, but he groaned in pleasant surprise when he felt her pulling him close by his jacket and her hand grazed across the growing outline of his cock.
He captured her mouth quickly, his tongue darting in to to rub against her own. Her hands were unbuttoning his shirt quickly and they both groaned in unison as her fingers spread across his warm bare skin, leaving small trails of fire as they slowly inched downward.
His hand eagerly slid under the hem of her shirt and his eyes opened in surprise when he found she wore no bra. It fanned his desire even hotter. He wedged his thigh in between hers, arching onto the ball of his foot, forcing her to ride his leg.
He never broke contact with her lips, or her tongue, as he let one hand find it's way to the small of her back. He broke the kiss long enough to gasp a breath and let her do the same. He looked at her face, she was flushed, her lips swollen from his kisses and her eyes burned into him. She had one hand inside his pants, rubbing his cock through his underwear. His lips went to her neck, looking for the sweet spot he knew would be there somewhere. He was rewarded with a whimper when he found it. He bit and sucked gently as she interrupted long enough to strip his shirt off.
He used the hand on the small of her back to pull her forward, grinding his thigh against the heat from her delta. His other hand still squeezing and cupping her breast. His thumb on top of her nipple, rubbing it hard in a circle.
She moaned loudly at his onslaught and yanked his belt open quickly. Her hands swiftly unbuttoned his fatigues and this time both her hands slid inside his waistband and around to his round firm ass. She squeezed it hard, making him gasp against her skin, and shoved his fatigues and boxers down in one motion.
Danse wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her up against his trembling body. He began backing up slowly, his clothes down to mid thigh, and concentrated on his memory of the house layout. He was rewarded when his bare butt cheeks bumped the arm of the couch. He turned and bent at the same time, using one arm on the back of the couch to steady himself as he lowered her to the cushions.
