Anya was able to see your face once, she had been looking for you to ask where you had left the cleaning box because she had dropped something in the infirmary and had to clean it, she found you in the kitchen trying some of the curry that you would serve in dinner
Anya watched as you gently lowered your mask, your teeth sinking into the flesh with surprising ease, the morbid scene of seeing your face was a more than welcome surprise in the doctor's uninteresting routine.
You were attractive, there was no doubt about that, you had a small mole under the corner of your lips that gave you a flirtatious and mature look, she didn't understand why you always wanted to wear a mask, seeing that face would be, whether she wanted it or not, a I gladly breathe in this oppressive ship.
She was able to look at your teeth carefully, your fangs seemed sharper and the girl had no doubt that your biting power must be brutally strong.
She lost focus, feeling like a pervert when she saw your tongue licking your finger, cleaning the sauce from it. She was shocked and felt shame rising to her cheeks. To correct her inappropriate behavior, she shook her head and, embarrassed, turned around and left. .
I would ask you for the cleaning supplies another day, maybe a day when I don't feel like I'm violating your privacy.
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Captain Curly is not always there to stop the fights between you and Jimmy, unfortunately this was one of those occasions and Anya was caught in the middle by being the main topic of the discussion.
Jimmy used to go too far with his approaches when no one was present, and the shy girl with the sad, drooping eyes didn't know how to refuse that harassment.
This had diminished since you had arrived of course, you were everywhere like a bloodhound chasing prey and Jimmy hardly ever found her alone anymore. Today was a day of bad luck for the doctor who, helplessly and frustrated, felt like she couldn't move. Or answer out of fear.
The co-pilot's arm held her shoulder and went down, gently patting her back while he talked about something that the doctor couldn't decipher.
-…what are you doing…?...- a soft voice was heard from behind, making the two turn their heads, only Jimmy did it more when he first recognized who it was coming from.
-…What are you doing here?...I thought you were cleaning the hallways of the ship…-Jimmy said defensively-…you know, because that's your job…- the mocking tone of his voice made you raise your eyebrow. .
-…and I thought that as co-pilot you would be on the ship doing your job…- you answered sharply-..ah no…it's true, you don't need to do anything, the captain already has it covered…-.a giggle was heard from behind the mask, you raised your fist as if you were going to cough just to stop your laughter.
Appealing to the jealousy and uselessness of the co-pilot, you continued, seeing how the man's face became increasingly darker with fury, Anya backed away from you as if they were dynamite about to explode.
-..it must be nice, right?..not having to do anything, it even gives you time to bother our poor doctor…- you and Jimmy were almost the same height, you only winning by about 2 centimeters, it didn't cost you nothing, approach him and look him straight in the eyes with coldness -…Why don't you do yourself a favor and go shine the captain's shoes?...who knows…maybe he will help you move up in the company…-
What obviously continued was that Jimmy charged at you, his fists making a harsh sound between the metal walls, as they crashed against the cold ground, incredibly the co-pilot had the advantage, but something in your expression didn't make Anya feel that the balance was leaning towards Jimmy.
-..that is enough!..Captain Curly is going to arrive!..- Anya shouted with fear with the weak hope of stopping the conflict-…they are going to end up firing them!..- she warned with her voice trembling.
It was not a secret that the strikes for bad behavior that could be given to workers in the event of work, Anya did not doubt that Curly had already given a few to the two men hitting each other on the floor.
Jimmy's hand abruptly put on your mask, tearing it off – you're not so brave anymore, are you?! – the man shouted, expelling hostility and resentment with an egocentric smile as he felt like the winner. "Who's going to be shining shoes is going to be you…" Your hands rested almost comfortably on the other's forearms without making a real effort to escape, but still applying pressure so as not to dislodge the other.
The brown man's hand touched your mouth, closely analyzing the face of the guy who had been driving him crazy for a while, he found himself clicking his mouth frustrated and jealous of what he found, roughly squeezing your jaw, his thumb passing over the mole well. Placed under your mouth.
Anya saw everything from behind, she planned to call the captain although she doubted it because she didn't want to end up with another strike, fortunately she didn't have to because she was hypnotized by what happened next.
Everything moved in slow motion, those sharp teeth that he had so flattered and highlighted when he first saw your face showed themselves and bit the brunette's hand, sinking easily into that bad-tasting flesh.
It was just how the doctor imagined it, the shape of your teeth, the depth of your teeth in the flesh, the blood, the pain reflected on the co-pilot's face when he growled and tried to move his hand away from your jaw.
The captain's raised and firm voice interrupted them and you ended up slowly releasing the other's hand at the same time that Jimmy's hand left your hair that he would have grabbed while trying to get you to stop sinking your teeth.
They both thought at the same time *we're screwed..*