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[aimedforthemoon]

The Russian astronaut's room is plain and neat. Her bed is nearly always made, her things put away, her windows open to let in the air. There are models on the desk, or rather there were; the Soyuz rocket is looking lonely without the MiG-21 to keep it company.

Esfir herself is lying on her bed, on her back with her feet braced against the wall.

The odd position can be explained by the fact that she's studying, and everyone knows that studying means you are allowed to act a little odd.

(It's her excuse, and she is sticking to it)

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[sorryimatwat.livejournal.com]

Owen's teammates are not exactly paragons of normality. He doesn't quite notice.

He just leans down to kiss her, hard.

[aimedforthemoon]

Which is possibly for the best.

She kisses him back, just as hard, because damnit, he confused her and she's going to fly, she's going to fly, she's going to fly.

[sorryimatwat.livejournal.com]

His hands are in her hair, then running down her sides, and he walks her back towards the bed.

This would be much more comfortable if they were on the same level, after all.

[aimedforthemoon]

Very, very much so. And bed means bedside table which is where, when the bed hits the back of her legs and she sits down so she doesn't fall, she can put her flight manual. It wouldn't do for the pages to get crushed.

Also, it frees up her hands so they can start to work on his belt.

[sorryimatwat.livejournal.com]

He twists a little as he sits on the bed beside her, trying to give her better access to his belt buckle without breaking the kiss, though one of them will have to soon.

[aimedforthemoon]

Which she does as she pulls out his shirt.

"You," she murmurs, "can be very odd, I think."

[sorryimatwat.livejournal.com]

"People keep telling me that. Can't imagine why."

He starts trying to shrug out of the sleeves. He hasn't worn a button-down shirt in a long time.

[aimedforthemoon]

"Of course you can't." Then she grins. "You, slow down. I'm not going anywhere."

[sorryimatwat.livejournal.com]

That gets a shrug and a self-deprecating grin, and he stops.

"Yes, ma'am."

[aimedforthemoon]

"And don't," she says, leaning in to kiss him again, "call me ma'am."