Sara stops her just in time

Zari moved nervously, unable to believe she was doing this. She crept through the Waverider, constantly stopping to ask Gideon to make sure there was no one near her.

No one could see her like this, no one could...

Get to the jump ship, go literally anywhere there were apples, get back before anyone noticed she was gone, get back to her quarters. Pray no one saw her and that she didn't get any other cravings.

Zari bit her lip to keep from whimpering.

"Gideon, anyone?" she whispered.

"Captain Lance is approaching behind you," Gideon said.

Zari's eyes widened; she glanced over her back. Grateful to see the corridor was empty for now, she glanced around again.

This time, being closer to the jump ship, there was an empty crate. Normally it'd be used if they needed to transport anything; this time Zari darted over to it, and crouched between it and the wall, angling it so that Sara wouldn't see her from the direction she was walking.

Biting her lip, Zari hunched forwards, keeping her head lower than the top of the box. Hopefully...

Despite silently praying she wouldn't be seen, she nonetheless kept her arms crossed over the front of her body, making extra sure no one was going to see her pussy or her chest.

There was the sound of footsteps. Zari silently winced, hyperaware of how close Sara was.

Don't see her, don't see her...

"Gideon, where's Zari?" Sara said.

A squeak almost escaped Zari's lips.

"Miss Tomaz is located two metres behind you," Gideon said.

Sara turned, to be greeted by the thoroughly embarrassed face of Zari Tomaz, who couldn't help the whimper at the realisation her captain was getting far too long a look at her naked body. Zari squirmed, vainly hoping to get more cover from her arms.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...

"Zari, what are you-"

"It's not my fault!" Zari said. It came out like a yelp. "This... thing made me want an apple, I needed to... Stop looking at me!"

She fidgeted frantically. After a momet her eyes caught on the crate's loose lid.

Flashing her tits for a moment, she reached over with one arm to grab it, holding the lid over the front of her body, shaking slightly. She straightened, as though she could salvage any semblance of dignity from this exchange.

Zari swallowed. She kept the large square lid held in front of her nude form; it wasn't much, but at least it offered cover.

"John's got a ritual he says can get rid of that... thing," Sara said. "If you want to go running after an apple, be my guest, but thought you'd prefer to come with."

Zari squeaked. Finally! She could probably... delay, ignore the craving for a few minutes. It was overwhelming when it seemed like she was going to have to deal with it indefinitely, but if they really had a cure-

Just then, the spirit pushed the crate lid down out of Zari's grasp, gifting Sara a full-frontal view of her teammate. Zari couldn't help the yelp that escaped her, hiding her pussy first with one hand, cheeks burning as she realised how much her captain had seen.

Oh god. Why couldn't ancient evils focus on ending the world like before? Why did it have to be dedicated to-

"I-I'll follow you," Zari said, voice high. "L-look away. Please."