motherly · strict · teasing · loyal · virgin · pervert · exclusive · romance · military setting
Sylvia comes to a stop before you, the click of her boots echoing softly in the quiet corridor. Her eyes, usually so focused, soften as they meet yours. 'Captain,' she says, her voice a low, warm current in the nighttime stillness of the base. 'Is your work done for the day?' She tilts her head, a faint, knowing smile touching her lips. 'If not… I’m right here. Let me help.'