Gravity

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

Kaile's brain felt as if it were going through a riot of fear and want. The Lorrdian had never been so terrified of her desires because these went beyond Asmus’ body. Beyond any temporary physical completion she'd ever felt before. It shook her to the core even as she rewarded Asmus with a subtle moan and an arch against him, her entire body straining toward his like a static charge that drew her in.

Soul curving around him Kaile swayed, her hair tumbling over her shoulders, tips brushing his cheeks again as she kissed him deeply. Gone was the desire to leave. To try and build a distance between them. Instead, her eyes drifted closed while she babbled weak sounds of longing and affection. She shoved her reservations to the side for these surrendered, fleeting moments, worshiping him with murmured supplications and whisper-soft caresses.

Why was it that it felt as if her nerve endings had tripled in the last week alone? Every place Asmus touched her seemed to burn, a luxurious sensory indulgence that had a double effect. One glance at his face told Kaile that he savored her body’s response and his ability to trigger it.

He wasn't alone. It was as if every provocative touch of their fingertips, their lips, and every sound they made built up both of their cravings and their contentment -- which made no logical sense, but Kaile didn’t care. It was just too much. It was a vortex of fire and possession, adoration and need, hunger and thirst and an impossible, unbearable hope.

And that’s when Kaile knew how far gone she was.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

Gone. She was lost in the dance, they both were. The lead partner had changed but it was slow, sensual steps. She lead, he followed. Never missing a beat, the most subtle shifts and sounds controlled the timing as they moved gracefully as one. The lazy lighting afforded him a view that caused his heart to swell even more than the night before. Somewhere between an acute ache and the most satisfied glow he could feel. It was the sudden change. How easily she had gone from tentatively breaking away from his pull, to desperate for every act of affection he afforded her.


Gone. Gone until they both passed the point of no return together. Promises made through strained whispers. They breathed as one. She arched back, he followed, burying his head into her neck where he could privately whisper every confession until the danced slowed to a stop.


Twitching muscles burned and he let gravity win. His fall was slow, but he took her with him. Back down from the divine to the scratchy reality below. His hands came to rest upon her shoulder blades. His eyes met hers and he repeated that one soft demand he had: “Stay.”


Affection burned in those ardent forests but there was more. Contentment set in and a half smile. She had made a choice then. A small one, but she had rewarded the faithful with the answer he sought. Like any true pilgrim he saw the difficulties only as obstacles to overcome, nothing was a insurmountable. Whether she would feel the same when her heart stopped pounding to let her think was another matter.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

When Asmus smiled, the action always came from his left side. The left eye crinkled at the corner. The left corner of his mouth angled like it was pointing at something. One barely there dimple in his scruffy left cheek. Kaile's eyes feasted on that smile, on his face. On how his hair was all mussed up from when her fingers ran through it, but damn, was so sexy. Short on the sides and long at the top, thick and lush with those dark forelocks sticking to his temple. He always had the best hair.

So when he lifted his chin, staring straight into her soul, Kaile couldn't help how her whole body strained forward needing his touch. It wasn’t just as good as Kaile remembered. It was so much better. Their foreheads fell forward, his damp forelocks and her bangs pressing together against sweat slicked skin as if fused, their lungs panting for breath. His chest rose and fell, and Kaile could only watch as her hand rode up and down, curling over his heart. It was a trigger that had Asmus tightening his hold at her back.

With heart rates decelerating, limbs relaxed and turned languid, their echoed breathing patterns returning to normal along with the comprehension of what had just occurred presenting itself.

Stay.

Moisture built once again in her eyes and stars if she couldn’t help herself. She wanted him. Needed him. So unfair how much it ached just to be near him. To let her hands trace the lines of his body and dig deep to hold him close. He was all heat and hard plains underneath her, toned muscles rippling under lightly dusted skin that now bore thin red crescents where she’d left her mark. It shouldn’t please her that much, but it did.

Having him stare at her like that, in adoration and everything else in between made her want to do exactly that. Stay. To cradle his face in her hands and kiss him again. To kiss him forever. To make love to him all night. kark him until he only belonged to her and no one else, without a care of consequences -- and there were oh sooo many consequences to choose from.

The Lorrdian closed her eyes, panicked that everything she’d ever felt for him would spill out. Even with her body humming in pleasure, with the comforting nuzzle and rasp of his scruffy jaw against her cheek, Kaile couldn't help but feel that bit of anxiety rising.

He was an addiction. Sticky sweet like candy stuck to her teeth. Tempting her to taste over and over again, making it ever harder for her to let go.

And that was the problem, wasn't it? It took all she had to leave with just four days. Four wonderful, poignant days that had spun her 'verse and left him branded in her heart. The very same who her heart had ruthlessly pinned for over the last few years.

There was no way to deny it. Not a thing her body, her eyes, or even her heart could deny. Not even with the handful of kark buddies and the steady stream of one night stands that had been her modus operandi in recent years. Kaile still loved Asmus. And that love was so deep, so much a part of her that she didn't think it could ever go anywhere. Couldn't ignore it. Couldn't hide it. Couldn't stuff it so deep into the dark crevices of her heart. His name was permanently tattooed on her soul.

Maybe that's why she sank into his embrace. Maybe that's why Kaile burrowed her face along the crook of his neck. Maybe that's why her hands went sliding around his torso, rejoicing in the flex and shudder her touch provoked.

Just tonight, she told herself. Just today.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

The way she nuzzled into him, the slowly fading glow left Asmus feeling utterly satisfied. That she had stayed with him, taken him as her own again and then held him tight in fact freed him of his worries for now. She pulled in close, still as close as could be, and he could feel the last vestiges of her high as she pulsed around him. Whilst Kaile considered her anxieties he thought of possibilities.


Last time they'd met they'd only had four days together. This time they were far more confined in their movements. They couldn't go singing around engineering or waltzing across an engine room. But they could talk, they could watch old shows and listen to music. They could hold each other close and explore each other completely. Part of him considered how tight the sonics had been on the Quin, and how he'd like to give such a pursuit the time it deserved. Thermal insulation on the bulkheads for the stealth systems made them quite soundproof after all.


His mind was set adrift, but suddenly it was anchored back down. Basking in the warm afterglow he had almost missed it. It took a moment just to process what it was his hands had recognised. Just a ripple of tension up her spine.


“It's Okay,” he sighed, hands working working together with the voice that reverberated through her chest to try and allay whatever concerns ailed her.


I love her. He'd never felt it before, not in this way. Somehow, he had intrinsically known it back on the Quintessence and he knew it just as much now. He wasn't going to let her walk away this time, he'd fight with everything he had just for another hour with her. If it hasn't been for that twitch his hands had felt he likely would have made such a good confession. But she probably wasn't ready to hear it yet. It had been a tumultuous few days, there was no need to make it even harder on her.


Large or small tasks did not matter. Right now all he wanted to do was say the words that would help soothe Kaile. He didn't know what they were. Instead he made a content sound deep in his throat and twisted his head to gently nuzzle against her, cheek to cheek. Omar could be damned. He was covered in her scent and he never wanted that to change.


Cool recycled air caused slick skin to pebble up. His hands left her back to find the crumpled sheets and pull them up over her shoulders.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

Just tonight.

It was a little whisper that floated on the coat tails of Asmus' okay. She could do that. Just one night. Just this time. The scratchy blanketrose over them both, smoothed over by the press of his hands. One bare shoulder gently curved beside him, prompting the light press of his lips in a tender kiss after the ticklish rasp of his cheek against her own. There wasn't much that he could see from this angle, but Asmus could easily map the warm body below by memory.

She lay there on top of him, a light weight that nestled against the Wraith's chest. Legs slid across the other, slanting against his. Breathing finally cycled to an even rhythm. Kaile's lids fluttered open, staring out onto the polished durasteel bulkhead not far from her head. A deep breath brought a bit of pressure against Asmus' chest and the Lorrdian turned her head. Pressing her cheek against his chest, she felt the low beat of his heart and the rise and fall of every breath.

Stay.

It's okay.

Tension eased and muscles slowly relaxed.

"Okay."

 

[Asmus Janes]

He found it strange how Kaile was often taken by anxiety around him. To do what she had to do for her profession would have taken more bravery than he could muster. One wrong foot and she would be stranded in some of the worst places to be an Alliance operative. But the internal struggle he seemed to create within her kept bubbling to the surface. There were all kinds of threats out there. Like roguishly handsome, heart-melting pilots, he thought with a smile.

He made a throaty noise of protest as his alarm started quietly. They'd been lying comfortably for a few minutes, drifting in that place between slumber and wakefulness. They'd laid almost still for a time, then hands had started mapping. It was always her that began that, she had done within a day of their first meeting. He was a tactile creature, but not like her. Her hands were always busy and she seemed to take comfort in being able to focus on the feedback from her soft pads running over him. He could tell by the change in her touch how she was exploring different sensations between the textures, rough and smooth.

Face just inches from hers, they both had a view of the expressions each made at the intrusion of the alarm. It brought about a small burst of laughter that broke the comfortable silence.

“Ah,” he sighed as he reluctantly made his way to the edge of the bed. “Mind your eyes,” he warned before flicking the lights on. With no shame he meandered around the small cabin getting his things in order. He dropped off his laundry in a small basket and started to get some things together for the shower.

“You know, I normally hit the gym before my eight hour shift, but I could give you a tour of the ship? No one would think anything of it.” He paused in his routine, standing before her without a shred of decency. He added the last bit in case that concerned her. They were working together and he was a social type known to enjoy showing off the ship to newcomers. He was proud of the Subversion, the jewel of the SIS with her two sisters ships. But it was the crew that made her.

If not then he could always delay his start to the day instead of going to the gym. He didn't necessarily have to go there every day. Sweaty and messy, they could still find ways to pass the time here, but with every minute the corridor outside would get busier. The rather vain captain wondered if Kaile appreciated the time he'd put in at the gym since they'd last met. Ever the optimist, as he fully roused himself his mind was racing between thoughts, both serious and idle. Had she been mapping the difference with her fingers? The extra brawn across his shoulders, he was less harsh angles than when she had last seen him. He was slightly more body fat than then, but he was still slender enough that the additional bulk was visible in the lines of his arms, the cut of his obliques. He would have to ask, but now wasn't the time. Damn he wished he could keep his mind on one thing at a time. Like last night, and this morning. All the noise had fallen away to just leave her. Raw, exposed to everything she elicited.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

It took a bit for Kaile to adjust her eyes. She gave a slight grimace, shielding her eyes by ducking her head and looking away. After a few seconds the Lorrdian panned her gaze back to the front; which she immediately regretted once she saw Asmus standing there. The cabins were tiny enough as it is, so with him standing over her by the bed in nothing but his birthday suit, it made it quite hard to focus.

Stars, he had no right to look that good.

And when he turned around; ...Hrng....Classic Kaile came back for a moment. Every flex, ripple, and shift of toned muscle and bulk made Kaile's mouth go dry. Even after a bout of passion with the faint red lines that decorated his shoulder blades and back still fresh, the scoundrel was eye catching. She could understand why so many would be attracted to him. Why he had been constantly surrounded by so many. A bit of a pang hit her and she shoved it aside. I have no right.

Appreciative gaze aside, Kaile rose. A shift and the blanket went slipping down her shoulders and chest, the military gray of the fabric baring the tanned freckled skin that the pilot had explored just minutes ago. Her hair was mused, sticking at all different directions. Her bangs were slightly puffed out, ruffled dark as they framed her face. Yet those large, chocolate brown eyes were as wide as ever. Dark pupils taking in everything that they saw. Under the light over the overhead Asmus would be able to see the tiny red abrasions where he'd staked his claim with lips, the rasp of his jaw, and the firm press of his fingers.

"Umm..." she began, mulling over the suggestion -- and trying her best to not stare -- and failing. A small bite at the side of her lip after a brief lick gave testimony to her thoughts.

"We still have to give a pass down of that briefing." she reminded him, one long bare leg peek-a-booing out as she slid it from under the blanket to gingerly touch the floor.

 

[Asmus Janes]

“Umm…” he echoed. He wasn't sure if it was the tousled bed hair or the way she blatantly cast her eyes over him, but his mind had suddenly gone very blank. It was the bite of the lip. Always the bite of the lip, he decided. He stepped back to give her what room there was. His mind was taken back to the space around the sonic showers on the Quintessence. Goodness that had been a series of tests of his self control. Up until that last round and what followed. Oh, and the one after that.

“We can head up to the B deck office again after. I'll work my off shift to make sure the prep is done. Need to bright the flight control team with what we need and Chad with the plan. And I want to get a sim setup for tomorrow.”

There was some colour on his cheeks as he grabbed out a vest, shorts and towel from under the bed. As he turned back towards her he seemed to be staring off into the distance.

“You're here,” he remarked suddenly as he watched her stand up. Every time he'd thought it sunk in he realised it hadn't quite yet. “We can meet up again on B deck after showers,” he covered quickly.

 

[Kaile Vera]

You're here.

Tawny eyes went darting up. They locked upon a bare back, Asmus turned away from her but she was able to catch just a sliver of his scruffy profile. It was disbelief as much as it was drenched in joy. Hearing it brought a knot to her throat. Her gaze fell to her feet, the whisper of the blanket sliding off her body and onto the bed barely registering over the hum of the air recycler.

"Yeah." She replied, doing her best to try and keep her propretary gaze away from the ripple and shift of flesh. It didn't help that every rock-solid muscle of his biceps, shoulders, and his back expanded and contracted with the effort of his moments, forming shifting arcs and sharp lines that rearranged the landscape her nails had raked across before. It didn't help that her mind was already a puddle of mush on the floor.

"Umm. Alright." Kaile finally said, a wayward hand rising to tuck her hair behind the shell of her ears. All the while she pretended to notice his every move while she searched for her clothes. Finding her shirt, she tugged it over her head and smoothed it over.

Speaking about showers she had to get her own. Now was the time for her stealth skills to shine; or at least sneak out of C deck to head to B. Finding her panties and bra were a bit harder. Where had they been tossed??!!

 

[Asmus Janes]

The game was reversed a second later. He turned side on to pull something from a drawer and she turned away to check the floor for her clothes. Kaile just in a shirt, the tanned lines of her rear escaping brought back a lot of memories. She wasn't particularly tall, leggy or slender. Kaile was exactly the right kind of curvy.


As she hinged at the waist he felt his blood pressure jump a notch. There was a clatter as he dropped his toothpaste.


“Oops!" He bent down to pick it up. As he stood his own mushy mind and the right cabin had them almost bump together.


“Heh,” he made almost the same noise he had in the tunnel back on the Quin. One hand went around her waist as he gave her a quick kiss. It shamelessly went below the line of the shirt.


“Right, showers,” he said, pulling away before he got lost. “Oh if we could have a week off…”


We'd be very sore at the end of it… he mused as he straightened out his sheets. Just moving them around released scents that had his pulse going again. It also solved a mystery as two slips of fabric fell free. He handed them over.


“How ever do you stay quite so deliciously tanned?” He asked as he moved towards the door. Time to check for passers by.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

The kiss had surprised her, prompting a slight start and a half "gah!" a rare show of a half laugh and Kaile took her blue panties and bra in hand. Yeah those would be handy. Wiggling them on she flashed a spare look up towards the exit. Asmus was there sliding the door open to have a gander.

"Uhh..." how did she maintain tanned? Well that was a mix of answers. Some of which revolved around short beach excursions during shore leave.

"Shore leave." she said simply. When she took it, it generally was for a month or so. She ended up diving into a far off world trying to blend in and disappear a bit.

"I'd reckon i'd ask the same of you." she added, slipping into her pants with a jump and a wiggle.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

"Someone once remarked that I could do with a bit more sun and I took it to heart," he chuckled over his shoulder. "Right, coast is clear if you want to go change up?" he asked as he slid the door closed. "Meet you Deck B briefing room in a few minutes."

Because he felt it was appropriate, he stepped past her to let her out but stopped to plant a kiss on her cheek. After she was gone he waited a few moments before heading out to freshen up himself. He was left grinning the entire time.

Suited and booted for work, he waited patiently in the briefing room on Deck B. His hands kept playing with the pens and tablets that had been left on the table. Showing her around the entire ship and presenting no outward signs off affection wasn't necessarily going to be the easiest thing to do. On the other hand he really was proud of the ship and her crew. A small thought occurred. He recalled what was stuck down to his console. That could wait for last, top to bottom starting with the bridge. Technically intel staff weren't permitted on the bridge, but the XO was on duty and he wasn't as much of a stickler for those things as the Captain.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

It was still strange. Even his parting kiss was surreal. The next hour was spent up on B deck. She gathered fresh clothes, darted out to the refreshers, and took a nice long shower even for ship standards. Water was one of the few boons that being an officer allowed, so having the hot water spray all over her was rather soothing. A luxury really. The most she'd ever done were sonics and they served well enough. Her thoughts were all muddled still. Asmus always had that effect on her. It just so happened that now it seemed to work tenfold.

Take it day by day. That's it. That was as much as she could do for now.

Some time later Kaile stood in front of the briefing room's door. She bit her lower lip, vacillating between simply going in and turning around. She was being a ninny again.

"Okay. Okay." swallowing hard, she gave herself a small pep talk. Just go. Normal day. Don't think about the fact that you'd totally rather just be tracing the line those oblique muscles went down to...

She hit the button to slide the door open so hard that she startled herself -- and likely Asmus -- as the door slid open. Eyes wide, she paused at the threshold before nodding.

"Hey." came the soft greeting, followed by her steping inside.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

"Hey," he replied in turn, feeling foolish for having nothing else to start on. But what could he say out here in the open exactly? "Don't come in," he said with a smile. "We'll go back up and see the bridge."

He bounded to his feet with enthusiasm, a broad grin on his face. Walking up to her and falling in beside her without doing any of the things he wanted to was genuinely difficult.

"So this is the namesake of the Subversion class. Her sisters are the The Epsis, The Aryx. They're currently around Fondor and on the far side of First Order space I believe. Top of the line for the SIS. They cost a fortune but do more good than an entire fleet of destroyers for the war. Have you been on one before? Hah! I should have asked that before offering a tour really?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, a gesture he'd picked up from his uncle, in embarassment as they approached the two guards next to the bridge lift.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

Kaileann gave a blink, swiveling around a very energetic Wraith Commander as he led them out of the briefing room and back out the corridor. Her hair was still a bit damp, the fringe of her bangs finger combed straight. There was the faintest whiff of a familiar shampoo if he would even bother getting close enough to sniff. The same high quality shampoo he had used on her long ago.

As he spoke Kaile's face went through a series of expressions. From surprise, to confusion, and then awareness. Oh right.

"Merry Queen?" her brows disappeared under the fringe of her bangs. "Odd name considering the other two." He was talking a klick a minute again. He was nervous.

"Umm... only did a small stop on the Slow Burn before." she admitted, adding. "Just a stop and go. Met the Captain there actually." Vo she knew from back at Headquarters on Sullust. As they neared the turbolift the Lorrdian gave Janes a questioning arch of her brow. Wait were they really going to the bridge?

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

He shot her a wink in turn. Realising that his heart and brain were racing, he took a few slow breaths as he approached the guards. They both saluted. One pushed a button and a small pillar appeared out of the deck before them. Far enough away that they could draw and fire if he rushed them. He pressed his hand to the pad, then took a code cylinder from his breast pocket and inserted it.

"Captain Janes and Agent Vera escorted guest."

A little light on the pillar went green and it sank back down. Neither guard was actually paying attention. This far into deep space it would be a bit tricky for a shapeshifter to have taken his place.

"Catch you for handball," Janes said as he stepped past.

"Aye," the gran guard on the right replied quietly.

The lift doors shut smoothly behind them. "Yeah bit of an odd name that one. But I'm not holomailing the Admirals behind it and asking why. Did I mention we play handball on the flight deck?"

The doors slid open to reveal the two tier bridge. Stations were sunk into the deck before them and a set of stairs led to the upper tier. A large holoprojected sat dormant up there.

A senior officer, his bright skin marking him as fondorians turned and looked down at the newcomers in confusion. Any consternation this caused Kaile would be soothed a moment later.

Commander Tarn rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Another tour is it Janes? Come on up we're done with our morning brief."

"It's a good view, trust me," Asmus whispered.

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[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

It was a rather difficult task to not fall into old habits and flash Asmus a teasing smile again. He made her easily want to step into it. Dragging her eyes away from him, she instead drew her attention up towards the bridge. He was right, it was quite a sight to behold. Honestly, Kaile never was one to spend time on the bridge of any large vessel. Most of her time was spent below deck in intel briefing rooms and in her cabin. Or the mess hall but that was really it.

The bridge wasn't really a place for an intel officer, much the less an SIS agent at that.

"Sure we should be here?" she inquired, leaning a bit close as they wandered inside. Everyone was busy working in their stations. The Subversion itself was a massively sensor heavy ship. That meant that there had to be plenty of crew to watch over long range, short range, and anything else in between to discern stealth aircraft as well.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

"We're in hyperspace, boys down there have got bugger all to do!" Asmus replied with a slightly raised voice. This was greeted by a chuckle and one of the ensigns throwing a rather rude sign over his shoulders. "No," he added in a serious tone. "This is an exceptional bridge crew. The ship is quite well automated and each man here has their own responsibility. Karl there in analytics has a team downstairs who will run simulations for him before and during an engagement. That's weapons, that empty chair is entirely devoted to monitoring ship's emissions. Not much point whilst we're in hyperspace."

As they stepped up towards the platform Asmus couldn't help but smile at the view. Transparent panes above, to the sides and ahead. And if you stepped up to the front stations below as well. They were bathed in a blue glow. Asmus caught himself watching her. A smile crossed his face as he remembered throwing her back and reaching across her to slap the hyperdrive lever."

Tarn had dismissed the man he'd been talking to and had picked up a caf from somewhere. "Bridge Caf machine is for bridge crew Janes. And if you sit in Amadgener's chair again and someone reports you again... Anyway, give me a comm before you bring visitors next time." He turned to Kaile and his expression shifted. A wide smile caused the wrinkles to crease up across his forehead. "Welcome aboard," he said pleasantly, holding out one hand.

Asmus completely ignored the officer who cast them an odd sidelong glance. He wouldn't have recognised the man who had strolled past them outside the hangar after that first pick up. They'd been otherwise engaged. Asmus looked forlornly at the nice machine Tarn had installed on the bridge. Proper, fresh caf.

 

[Kaile Vera]

[member="Asmus Janes"]

This was the part that was easy for Kaile to do. Smile and extend out her hand.

"Greetings Commander, thank you." her smile brightened her face at the upturned corners of her lips. The Lorrdian was no beauty, but she had a girl next door glow to her that made anyone feel rather comfortable around her. Course when she upped the teasing and the flirting that was an all together different sort of stirring she gave.

"You got the best view up here I see." casual conversation, a rock of her heels. Had she pockets in the back of her pants she'd have tucked them in then.

"Don't mean to be a bother." she assured him, adding to that fact. The officer who had passed by them later only shook his head. Clearly Janes was making his rounds again to try and be sweet on the girl. Likely he hadn't scored beyond the kiss and now he was going full tilt to try and bag her.

 

[Asmus Janes]

[member="Kaileann Vera"]

"No it's fine," he said with a wave of his hand. Asmus raised an eyebrow noticing that he'd got the warning and Kaile the smiles. He'd expected nothing less, he got on far better with the ageing fondorian than the Captain and could exchange a bit of banter. "The guards wouldn't have let Janes in with an escorted person if we'd been in briefing. It's not my bad books he's in after finding a way to cheat on my sim."

He turned towards the two stations right at the front of the bridge. "Best view in the house."

Before the Commander could start off, Asmus stepped up between the two pilots. "You can't see the rail gun from here, but you can see the prow battery and missile launchers across the deck."

"Beautiful isn't she?" Tarn asked. Secretly he quite enjoyed it when people took guests for a tour of the bridge. Just as long as they were highly cleared with the Alliance or SIS of course.

Spoiler: ranks

Navy | Navy Pilots
Admiral
Rear Admiral
Commodore
Captain | Group Captain
Commander | Wing Commander
No equivalent | Squadron Leader
Lieutenant Commander | Lieutenant Commander
Lieutenant | Lieutenant
Junior Lieutenant | No Equivalent
Ensign | Flight Officer