Natasha stood outside Dante’s dorm looking at the young science officer across from her. “Nat I really think you should just take the stairs,” he said scratching his head slightly concerned slightly excited. No one ever as hot as she talked to him and over the past week, the hours they had been spending together in the physics lab had considerably boosted his appeal to the others in his division.

“What and not use this,” she snapped the belt around her waist. It was slightly looser than she expected but Cadet Fergus Poindexter was anything but a seamstress. Engineers were always about form versus function. “Why is it so loose,” Natasha jiggled it showing the excess space between her belly and device.

“You were wearing a lot more clothes,” Fergus stated before turning red and averting his eyes.

Natasha could not help but laugh. When she came up with the idea for Dante’s birthday present she had been wearing full PT sweats which did create a lot more bulk. The tight black leather skirt with thin white silk tank top fit her body like a glove so she would forgive Fergus’ misstep in getting the belt right. The ample cleavage of the blouse would also make Dante worry more about her form than the function of the belt that got her to him. “So I press this button to go up and this one to hover,” she directed Fergus’ gaze to the small control pad on the levitation belt.

“Yes but do not press it more than once or rapidly in succession. If you do you will shoot up and down so fast you will think you are on one of those drop rides at an amusement park,” he warned. Rubbing the back of his neck Fergus got a slightly worried look. “Are you sure the Senior Cadet is going to like this,” he asked.

“No,” she replied instantly running her fingers through her hair shaking it out some. “He is going to love it and no I am not going to tell him you made it so if I fall to my death your career will still be intact. Now back up,” she ordered the engineering cadet with a wave of her hand.

Saying a silent prayer, Fergus moved to his chosen spot behind the bushes muttering to himself as Natasha turned the power on. Knight is going to kill you either because you basically just dropped his girlfriend from the fifth story of his dorm room or he is going to see you down here and think you are spying. God, you should have never talked to Natasha in the first place. There was no way this was going to work in his favor but there was no way he was going to be able to get out of it now. Once Natasha started her crazy idea, Fergus decided he would high tail it back to his dorm and pray the rambunctious Russian never talked to him again.

Activating the controls, Natasha felt the weight slowly releasing from the balls of her feet. As the device began to lift her off the ground, she could not help but smile. Anti-gravity boots were so cumbersome and had zero sex appeal. This belt was sleek, streamline, and if it fit correctly would have perfectly imitated a belt. The smile on Natasha’s face was infectious. She was bursting with excitement at the thought of finding the perfect way to sneak into his dorm and get out without being spotted. Her mind raced with all the possible flirtatious remarks possible thinking about her handsome Italian boyfriend. Maybe she would resist him slightly as he asked her to come in. It was just to toy with him because there was nothing more that she wanted. Sparing a half-second to look at her watch, Natasha knew Dante would be opening the gift she gave him an hour earlier. He had specific instructions to open it exactly at 2101 hours. He would open it and wonder about the items inside. Toothbrush, PJ’s, and several small bottles of his favorite liquor did not seem like a birthday gift; however, when he opened the small card that said move to his window, Dante Knight would realize it was going to be the best birthday night of his life.

Everything was going according to plan until it wasn’t. The belt used the extra space to drift up her body past her ribs until it was stopped by the mountain range of the north. Natasha let out a small grunt as it settled on her body tightly around her upper half. Letting out a laugh she realized Dante was getting far more of a surprise that she intended with the way the belt and the v-neckline of her shirt ended up on her body. Natasha did not look down but kept her eyes on the one window that was her target. As the floors moved in front of her, Natasha raised her hands up grasping the window sill of the desired floor. Reaching down she activated the hover instead of levitating feature when she was in position. Leaning on the ledge like she was on firm ground she tapped on the glass of the window.

Natasha Daye Cadet