Chapter 20

Estella

All right… I can do this…

I stood at the doorway of the Main Battery, my heart pounding like a bongo drum.

I took in a breath and then two, trying to calm my nerves.

It was after hours, off duty time, and I was here as promised twenty four hours after telling him my story. I didn't know if Angel realized that I kept my promises or if he even knew that I was standing outside of his door, trying to gather my courage. I wondered if EDI had made him aware of my presence or if she was watching me stand there, as I knew she did with the others on this ship. I wondered if there were things she kept to herself or if she reported absolutely everything…

I decided it was better to leave those thoughts alone. It wasn't as if my dances with Angel weren't already made public. Yet, this particular dance I had planned for him was for his eyes alone. Closing my eyes to calm my growing nerves, I took in one last breath. "Dee, please keep everything that goes on within these rooms private," I said as I slowly opened my eyes.

There was a moment before I heard EDI's voice respond through my omnitool. "Understood Estella," she said, the inflection in her voice was hard to determine but I wondered if it was amusement. It was hard to tell with that AI…

Taking a step closer to the door, my omnitool reacted with the door and it slid open, revealing Angel still hard at work at his console to the Main Battery. At the sound of the door opening, he turned around, looking as if he were expecting someone else. At the sight of me, his words fell away from his lips and he just stared at me before he finally found his voice. "Es- Estella?" His voice swept over my senses as it always did, drowning me in this never ending need to hear more of him. I wonder if it was possible to get drunk on the sound of a voice alone?

Gathering my wits about me, I walked further into the room and the door swished closed behind me. I stood there, studying him as he studied me. I was dressed in a loose flowing red blouse with bell sleeves and a pair of loose black sweats. I was barefoot and my hair was pulled back into a bun at the nape of my neck. I wore nothing else save for my father's ring on the silver chain around my neck. I folded my arms beneath my breasts as I shifted the weight to my left foot. "You asked me to come off duty hours tonight for the dance I promised you..."

He gaped slightly, his blue orbs flicking around the room before they settled back on me. "I- uh- didn't realize you would take it seriously… Estella, you don't-"

"I do," I said, walking further into the room, slowly and carefully, like a predator stalking their prey. "You won the wager after all… You asked me to come tonight…" I stopped before him, slowly dropped my arms, and held out my hands to him. "So, here I am, as promised."

His throat visibly moved as he swallowed, his pupils dilating as the sound of his familiar purr erupted and rolled over my senses even further. I closed my eyes as I took in the dulcet tones and vibrations, my body reacting in a way I had never experienced before. This turian could make me feel as if I was nothing more than a spirit within this body, aching to be released from its physical constraints…

I slowly opened my eyes and I gestured behind me toward the door, "You might want to lock that if you don't want anyone walking in..."

He blinked once and then twice before he turned to his console and hit a series of keys. There was a beep and I glanced over my shoulder to catch sight of the red symbol over the door, indicating it was locked from the inside. No one, save for the Commander and EDI, could override the lock and I knew that neither of them would do so. They were well aware of my plans for this evening.

I turned my attention back to my turian and a slow smile appeared on my lips. "Now, go sit over there." I pointed to that lone crate on the right side of the room, the one I had sat on not too long ago to tell my story. Angel studied me for a moment before he complied, turning away from the console to walk slowly over to the crate. He turned slightly to face me, his blue orbs watching my every movement as he slowly sat down on the crate. Even I had to admit, the new armor looked so enticing on him…

Ignoring those sensual thoughts, I moved to stand in front of him and took in a steadying breath. "I need you to sit there." I held up a forefinger and my gaze hardened. "No matter what I do… Do not move from that spot… Do not reach out… Do not touch… Our wager was I dance for you when you asked for it. The wager was open to a dance of my choice. This dance I have picked for you is one where you cannot touch me in anyway." I put my arm to my side and let an amused smile to play on my lips. Considering everything that was going to be happening with this new recruitment mission, I would need Angel to be as relaxed as possible tonight… Tomorrow was going to be a bitch…

"Do you still wish for me to dance for you?" I asked, giving him the option to back away gracefully. There was a part of me that knew that after this dance, there would be no turning back for either of us.

Angel swallowed once more before he gave a single nod in consent.

Well, there goes that exit…

I reached down and pulled down my sweat pants, revealing my bare legs for him to see. I heard his slight intake of breath as I kicked away the pants, the hem of the loose red blouse ending just below my hips. I reached down to pull the blouse off, revealing that I was wearing nothing more than a red lace bra and matching underwear. I took the blouse and tied it about my hips, making an impromptu skirt that would twitch and flare about with each movement I made. Satisfied with the last minute belly dance outfit I came up with, I reached out to touch my omnitool and played the one piece of music that had been dancing about my head since the promise I had made the night before…

The sound of a violin filled the immediate space, outside of the humming of the batteries, and it hovered there for almost a minute, playing its sorrowful and aching tune, before the sound of tabla drums and other percussion began to follow along. I was already immersing myself within the music and I began to move, my hips twitching and gyrating with the beat of the drums. My breasts thrust forward as I took a step toward him and then another, moving achingly slow as my arms and hips moved in time with the music.

The moment the drums became stronger and the sound of more string instruments picked up, I was within a foot of Angel's reach. He was doing as promised, his hands were firmly at his sides though I could see the tension within his blue orbs.

The moment I reached out to touch his shoulder, his body trembled and a soft groan escaped his mouth. His right arm moved, looking as if it were about to reach out toward me, but he caught himself and clenched his fists tightly. He moved his arms tighter against his sides and his jaw clenched shut. He was fighting a losing battle…

The music continued to play on, the drums and the violin bringing forth the emotion that both Angel and I had been trying so hard to deny…

Yearning…

Aching…

The drums and stringed instruments along with the main violin were building to a slow climax and I was moving along with it, my dance becoming more sultry and desperate as I moved as close to Angel as I could. My heaving breasts and gyrating hips brushed against him several times, I was nearly on his lap but not like the last time. This time it was a sensual insanity that was driving the both of us. With each moment of physical contact with him, I could hear his moan, a strong purr and a growl under his breath…

Finally, the music came to a slow stop and the drums and violin played to a close.

At this time, my back was to him and I was slowly easing myself out of the dance, coming back to reality…

The next thing I know, strong arms had reached around my waist and I was being pulled down onto Angel's lap. I could feel his purr vibrating against my back as I felt his warm tongue lick against the left side of my neck before the feel of his sharp teeth lingered above where he had licked. It was a promise of something, that much I could understand, but I wasn't a turian female so it did not register with me at that moment the significance of such a motion.

All I could do was let a soft smile touch my lips. "You lose..."

He paused in his ministrations, his mouth lingering above the skin of my neck. He had been so focused that my words did not register for a moment or two. His hold on me tightened as his voice grumbled a reply. "Did I?"

"You weren't supposed to touch me," I said as I tilted my head to the right, allowing him access to the spot on my neck that he seemed to like.

His deep chuckles vibrated against me as he continued to nibble on the soft skin of my neck. "Well… You said I couldn't touch you while you were dancing… You didn't say anything about once the music stopped..."

Well… Shit… He was right.

I could only laugh in response and settled myself further against him and tilted my head further, allowing him even more access. "Well, it seems we've arrived at an impasse."

His deep chuckle was answer enough and I could only smile and savor this one peaceful moment before hell wound break loose for tomorrow with that mission on Illium.

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(A/n) Music that inspired this chapter is called Yearning by Raul Ferrando. Listen to it, it really captures the feel to this chapter.

This is just a filler, writing while my muse was still with me. I'm hoping to get the next chapter up soon while I'm on a role and finally get Thane tangled in this mess. Lol love you guys thanks for reviewing.