Southern Cross by Windstar

"No changing the subject First Guardian, how's she doing?"
Emily shook her head, causing black bangs to drift over her forehead. Julie experimentally let go
of the tall woman's fingers, and when she wasn't tickled again, she tenderly brushed the black
hairs back.
"She's doing fine, as you very well know. I still think we should put a pulsar dart in that thing's
head…"
"Woman."
Emily scowled.
"Thing's head, but we are learning something about them."
"Can I say I told you so?"
"Depends."
Julie grinned and moved up the lanky body, pressing light kisses to the warm skin below her.
"On?"
Emily groaned and tangled her fingers in short red hair, loosing track of the conversation,
something she found she did often around the charming human.
"Wha?"
"What does it depend on?"
Warm lips covered her nipple and she arched her back, managing barely to form an intelligent
answer.
"Only if you keep that up."
Green eyes met blue with a promise.
"Always."
Lips met sealing the promise as two souls cemented a joining that had weathered more than most
were every called upon to do already. The future stretched out before them shinning with endless
possibilities and the simple knowledge that whatever it brought they would face it.
Together.
The End.