The Vorkosigan Saga, Elli/Taura, mountain-climbing
Elli had never swung towards women, but she did swing towards power, and for all her youth and insecurity Taura was a magnificent sight at the training hall, her huge and wiry body so able, so well in her command. She wished it was as easy and natural to command a fleet.
Miles had had a gift for making friends within his own staff that Admiral Quinn did not possess. She wasn't making enemies, either, and the crew loved her, more or less, if only for finding the juiciest contracts and looking out for them as fiercely as she did. The sickbay was the most advanced in the known universe, and a pretty penny it had cost, too - she would have no more messy field situations where cryochambers and first aid kits were left behind. But gratitude for a job well done was superfluous, and command had left Elli alone and separation from Miles had left her horny. So it was that her eyes, forced away from young crewmates, now lingered on Taura, watching her until the men faded away, hopelessly beaten by the most unlikely competition.
It didn't take much. An invitation first to her office, than to a dinner with the captains, and a chance meeting in a corridor, and her message had been both delivered and answered somewhere between the lines. Elli mentioned 8 pm. Taura referred to a pale silk chemise, and Elli's anticipation tightened her stomach.
At 8:15, they were in each other's arms, Elli almost choking on need as she ran her fingers along Taura's back, Taura's mouth wet and warm and sharp against Elli's shoulder. She learned that Taura had noticed being noticed, and that she wasn't as much of a novice as Elli was (what a thought!), and that no, they really didn't miss any vital tool to lovemaking. She clutched the bedsheets with sweaty hands, her head thrown back and her throat constricted against crying out, her cunny's cup overflowing as Taura, gorgeous vanquishing Taura licked and sucked and nibbled and rubbed her admiral until she begged for mercy.
They lay awake talking almost until the beginning of Taura's duties. It had been an animal thing; what it might yet become, they didn't know, but there would be other times. Some things could not be experienced without being repeated.
'I wonder if this is what Sir Edmund Hillary felt like.'
'Oh, wow, never heard that one before.'
'Well, if it was,' said Elli, snuggling in against Taura's breast, 'I finally understand why he climbed the damn thing.'