Placing his hands on the guard rail he peered over Sigurd's shoulders and eyed the coordinates. He made no effort to keep the space of a few inches between them.
"Where are we now, Sigurd?" He whispered breathily into an ear as his hips subtly ground against that leather clad ass.
Sigurd let out a hiss of pleasure, his good eye sliding shut. "You tempt me, Dr. Citan Uzuki"
A few minutes later, the intercom on deck spoke albeit a bit huskily, "30 minute break.. go get some coffee"
