Despite the harrowing day before, Cailian's sleep went by without trouble. In fact, as she climbed from her bunk, she realised that she was neither short of sleep or over-rested. It seemed she had hit the mythical sweetspot between the two, the amount of rest hardcore fitness nuts seem to have experienced. Looking around for Rachel proved pointless, since their room was small and, now that she looked closer (without Samus Aran giving her tunnel vision) she noticed that it was pretty spartan.
A bleeping sound from the door caught Cailian's attention. Rachel squeezed through the door with a gas cooker under one arm and a bag with the word CIVILIAN REQUISITION printed on it in the other.
"I got some better supporting clothes and a bunch of MRE kits. They've got about a week's worth of meals each, and some snacks and warm drinks. Saves us having to go to the Mess Hall and deal with the drooling idiots. Well, most of them. I'm stuck with you."
Cailian's eyes shot down as she intended to look at the floor in shame, but she got an eyeful of boob instead. Despite Rachel's chuckle, reassuring her that she was joking, Cailian let out a melancholic sigh as she brought her hands up to feel her chest.
"I'm not sure I'm going to get used to this... Why'd this happen? If I find out who started this mess and he's not already braindead, I might have to beat him to death with these backbreakers!"
Rachel had sat next to Cailian while she wasn't looking up and had now wrapped her arms around her overly narrow waist. It was intended as a friendly gesture, but the way their bodies squished together quickly made it more. The only part of the arousal that Cailian recognised was her increasing heartrate. The rest was a rapid-fire set of sensations, so foreign to her that she just let Rachel hold her close as she tried to catch up mentally. Finally, she whispered to Rachel, "Can you sit on my lap..?" Rachel nodded and did so. Apparently she was just as swept away by her body's new sensitivity as Cailian. This time Rachel whispered to her roommate, "You'll let me kiss you, right?" Cailian's nod came slower, but just as surely. At first they just touched their soft, plump lips together but after two more, increasingly passionate tries, their strong, dexterous tongues got involved. Cailian's hands went to Rachel's bouncy balloon backside as Rachel's strong arms went around Cailian's back, pulling them closer to each other, despite the mountain of flesh between them, setting off a whole display of fireworks in their heads. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door, causing the two girls to suddenly separate, scattering the chairs they were sat on and sending Cailian to the floor.
"Who's at the door?"