She gasps and giggles, groans against his mouth as he pins her, coming up a little breathless when he finally pulls away.

"I know, pesky organic bodies. I think I'm fine with water for now. And there's rations in the pack in there, so I think we're fine for this evening." She tips her head back into his caress at her scalp, much like a cat seeking more of that wonderful sensation,

Her fingernails graze down his back, again not enough to break the skin, but enough to leave light trails of sensation. "And you don't have to let me go any time soon. I mean, I'd love to see your starship."

Her voice drops to a sultry purr. "But later. I want to know what you have in store for me next, Data."