04-Dec-2000
revised: 11-Jul-2005
Title: One Night-Stand
Author: Draco
Pairings: Sally x 6
Warnings: Het. Lime.
She woke up sore. And it took her a moment to remember why. Two hours. They had gone at it for two hours, and she had no idea how the hell did he manage to last that long. The unflattering answer was that he wasn't having fun. It was rather... mechanical... two horny adults getting it on when neither of them wanted any commitments.
But lying in her bed, Sally felt unreasonably guilty. No, not unreasonably, she told herself sternly. There were plenty of reasons that she felt guilty. First, there was that look on Noin's face every time she talked about him. Then there was the fact that she had pushed it on him after two rounds of moderately strong drinks. But mostly, it was the first reason. She had just had meaningless sex with the man that her best friend was in love with...
And as she got up and started to get ready for the day, the guilt abruptly turned into self loathing and pity. She hadn't expected to come to this stage of throwing herself at people until she was at least forty. And this new level of patheticness was kind of shocking. Especially since one-night stands really wasn't something she did. Ever. Or at least, they weren't.
They had all been horny. Trapped in a ship for four weeks on some goddamn Preventer mission, and everyone got a little antsy. There had been so much sexual tension in the air and nobody was getting any. So instead, sex became the regular topic of conversations. It had gotten to the point that Wufei had refused to eat with any of them any more. He had heard one X-rated conversation too many and decided to excuse himself from the rest of their company once and for all.
But Sally knew that Wufei was not a virgin, he had been married before. And Sally knew that he had someone at home that he made love to every night. No, it was the rest of them that had no one to go home to that were talking about sex.
It almost made her wish that Trowa and Quatre were here. Those two were so loud when they had sex that it gave the rest of them something to talk about. A chance to make fun of them and make light of sex. Maybe if Trowa and Quatre had come on the mission this time, Sally would not have been as bored as she had been. Perhaps she would not have gone to him for some relief of tension...
The funny thing was that everyone thought she was some kind of sex fiend. But then again, it was probably because she talked about it so casually. But the truth was that she had only been with one other person in her life--who had not been a virgin. And then there was last night.
Lap dancing. She still cannot believe that she offered to do a lap dance for him. Where the hell did that come from? It had been the most shocking thing ever until the moment he accepted. Maybe she had underestimated how horny they had all been... but still, even as she straddled him, she thought he would stop it before it went too far... that she would stop it before they'd... well, she had been wrong.
When she saw him again in the mass hall in the morning, he had acted the exact same way he had always acted around her. As if they were just the casual friends they were yesterday.
And the casual pace of the day took its course without incident until Sally found herself alone in her bedroom again with nothing but the memory of the night before. She remembered that he had kissed her shoulder while he whispered about no commitment, no expectations.
She fell asleep to that memory until the door beeped and woke her at 2am.
When she opened the door, he stood there. His long blonde hair strangely messy and sticking every which way. It looked out of place on him.
But she stepped aside and allowed him in, and watched him sit down on her bed. After a moment of silence and darkness, she sat down beside him.
"My scans are missing some data from the M-probe," he said.
"You can probably ask Wufei about it in the morning. He was fixing the M3 today," she said. She could smell him.
"That's what I thought as well." He said as he kissed her.
"What do you want Zechs?" she asked him at the end of the kiss. It was supposed to be an one night stand...
"Just this." He had slipped his hands underneath her shirt and caressed her breasts.
"For how long Zechs? Until we both get bored?"
"I don't know," he said. But already she knew that she would not say no.
No commitment. No relationship. Just sex.
For how long?
The End
(:./draco/onenight)
