Subtlety (фемслэш)

“Aye, aye, cap’t-" Max is instantly cut short by her own breath hitching in her throat. In what seemed like a single second, Chloe was directly in front of Max, and had her hands gripped tightly onto her shoulders, and it all was so quick, and -
It was so difficult to process the events leading up to their present situation when Chloe’s lips were pressing up against Max’s neck, her mouth open and hot. It was hard to process anything, actually.