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Reyes awoke with a sharp breath, the surprise was a long slender arm wrapping around him and a hand on his bare chest. She had stayed. The Blackwatch commander and scientist had been, for lack of a better word, fraternizing for a few months now. But this was the first time she had stayed. Not like she wasn’t welcome she always just wondered off at some time in the night leaving him to wake alone, and greeting him at work like nothing had ever happened. This was uncharted territory.
She was obviously still asleep he could tell by the slow even breaths against the back of his neck. At first he was frozen trying to decided the next move. It was obvious she loomed over him while standing but this was the first time he felt engulfed by her stature. Gabriel could feel his face and ears reddening from simply assessing the situation. He gritted his teeth as a show of defiance against the embarrassment and softened his body into hers.
‘What’s so bad about enjoying this anyway?’ He tried to think himself down but that didn’t stop the burning in his cheeks. Their affairs had never given him this feeling before, but they were usually more like what he was used to. Their sexual relationship was a constant power struggle, a challenge. That’s what he knew, how to take on challenge.
‘Just try and relax’ he repeated silently, though his mental pep talk really did him no good. He didn’t want it to stop exactly, in fact he was enjoying it, that was the problem. Having to acknowledge his own emotions wasn’t his strong suit and it was easier to tell himself they were just “fucking around” without examination.
But to be here silently pressed up against her and wrapped in a tangle of her long limbs, and enjoying it. Forced him to take a closer look. He silently mused, had he been catching feelings slowly without realizing, could she tell, she’s good at hiding, is she hiding any feelings, would this change any thing, should he-
Another surprise, his thought spiral interrupted by the shrieking of his alarm. “Shit!” he murmured as he shot his arm out to stop it, at the same time trying to keep his body from moving too much ‘just a few more minutes..’ He didn’t want to wake her, but it was too late.
A soft moan escaped her lips, signaling her waking. Gabriel’s heart rate rose, had she ever made that sound before? She pulled her arm back to herself as she started to sit up, while doing so she spoke in her usual composed manner “My apologies, I did’t mean-“
“No!” He practically barked while turning around to face her. Moira raised her eyebrows as if to say “Oh?” but neither of them spoke. As they faced each other Reyes felt the heat spread to his chest, what the hell was he so embarrassed about? He shot his eyes to the side trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling. “I’m having coffee, do you want any?” Back to his usual grumbling.
“That would be lovely.” She spoke in the same hum as ever. When he gained to courage to meet her gaze he could see the doctors wheels turning but she wasn’t speaking her mind. It was a common look for her but in the current situation it made Gabe uneasy. Had she figured him out before he had the chance to himself? It was one of her many unnerving talents.
“Fine.” He added hoisting himself off the bed, quickly pulling on a tee shirt and leaving the room, he had to get out of there to put together what just happened. Moira watched intently but silently as she did usually. Observation was one of her strong suits, one of the reasons he recruited her, but right now it was working against him.
Watching his admittedly dramatic exit Moira gave a small chuckle but didn’t dwell. There work to do in order to prepare for her day, she picked up her handheld and began to check in on any data collected overnight.
After the short walk to the kitchen Gabriel slumped onto the counters. What a mess this was turning into. It’s not like he hadn’t been with women before, but with them it was easy. They always seemed to want more than he did, he found them easy to control and quiet frankly boring. But something about not being able to read her, was making him feel insane. She was compelling, always keeping him on his toes. He let out a small growl and put the thoughts away to complete the simple task of “making coffee”. He pulled out his only two mugs and filled them with the bitter black drink. ‘Good enough.’
With his thoughts somewhat collected he reentered to find Moira sanding and redressing in yesterday’s clothes. The sight stirred him again but now more awake he was able to stifle it. He sat the mug near her on a dresser “I didn’t know if you would want milk or something.” He spoke flatly.
“This is satisfactory” half dressed she wrapped both hands around the mug, her fingers long enough to lace together. Closing her eyes to take a sip, ‘in this moment’ he thought ‘she seems so undeniably beautiful.’
She opened her eyes to find him watching , but chose to ignore his gaze. She began “Again sorry for..” she paused considering her word choice “surprising you with my presence, I usually don’t sleep so long.”
“It’s not a problem.” Was all he could manage finally breaking his surveillance. He sat back down on the bed trying to enjoy his own coffee. The warmness of it reminded him of the earlier burning is his chest.
“You must have really worn me out.” The threw her head back with a laugh. There it was again that mysterious feeling stirring in him. “Either way,” she spoke as she finished dressing. “I hope you can come up with a convincing reason for my tardiness when you speak to the brass. I still have some things to take care of in my quarters.” She took another large drink from her mug signaling her exit. “I’ll be seeing you. Commander..” she cooed before vanishing behind the bedroom door.
She was onto him “Fuck..” he murmured … what had he gotten himself into..