Night of Bliss (Part 2 of 2) [18+]

Posted on 07 Sep 2013 @ 5:17pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm & Petty Officer 1st Class Siren Hex Saalm

2,917 words; about a 15 minute read

Mission: Episode 04 - Exodus
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 2, Captain's Quarters
Timeline: MD 01 - 0045 hrs

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Twenty Minutes Later...

Lirha rolled over in bed and grabbed the PADD off of her nightstand, then casually tapped her fingers on the controls to turn on the large LCARS display in her room and tune it to the Federation News Network. She placed the PADD back down then rolled back over to where Siren was laying, and cuddled herself warmly against the still-trembling woman. She had endured several intense climaxes during the past hour, and Lirha wrapped her arms around her with much love and affection. Planting a soft kiss against her lips, she grinned at the red-head under the glow of the monitor and blue nebula outside the windows. "Feeling better?" she teased, draping her toned green leg around Siren's waist and lightly stroking her flushed breasts with her hand.

"You could say that," Siren said softly, laughing gently as she reached out, her trembling fingertips caressing down over Lirha's throat. "Thank you. I mean - no one has paid that much attention to me before," she gave a small smile at how it sounded. "If you know what I mean," she added, for good measure.

The Orion always thought it was humorous when Humans thanked her after sex, but decided that it was probably just the way they were sometimes. "I find it is the simpler things in life which give us the most pleasure." she replied with a playful wink. "It is hard to believe that a beautiful woman such as yourself has not been tended to on a more frequent basis...we will have to change that." she cuddled warmly against Siren and let out a content sigh. On the LCARS monitor, two Federation news reports were being displayed and discussed, one involving an government coup on Bendites XI, and the other involving a recent Orion slave-trafficking convoy which had been impounded while trying to cross from the Klingon border.

Siren frowned at what she was hearing, her arm moving around Lirha and fingers stroking and caressing her back almost soothingly and protectively. "Is it true?" she whispered softly. "That Orion women conjured the whole image of Orion women being sold in slavery?" she asked quietly, running a fingertip down her jaw.

"Well...not exactly. It was more so a convenient 'adjustment of truth' which Orions adjusted to once they made first contact with other patriarchal societies..." she began to explain. "Humans, in particular, were very susceptible to the idea that Orion men dominated our civilization, and we simply used it as a mean to gain leverage. At least, in the early years."

"So women aren't - hurt where you are from?" Siren asked softly, resting her head on the pillow as she looked up to her, her fingers curling around her hair.

"Hurt?" Lirha asked, looking into her deep blue eyes while not exactly understanding the meaning of what her girlfriend was trying to say or imply.

Siren tilted her head gently, letting out a long breath, awkward at just coming out and saying it. "It seems like it could be unsafe, for an Orion woman. A beautiful one."

Lirha gazed at her and tilted her head slightly. "What do you mean? As in...violations?" she asked with a bit of hesitation.

"Yeah," Siren shook her head with a frown, looking away, feeling positively foolish for bringing it up now. "Or abduction."

Rubbing Siren's chest with affection, Lirha gave her a weak smile and began to slowly explain what she knew. "It happens. Occasionally....but not often. An Orion woman is the center of the Orion family and is expected to provide for all of the family's needs. It is rare for them to be kidnapped or violated, and because all Orions posses pheromones, we are generally able to control or influence the moods of our lovers and those around us." she paused to grin for a brief moment, "Unless it is an Orion like me who has to endure weekly pheromone supressants."

Siren relaxed at seeing she wasn't offended, but she wondered if she thought her stupid for asking. "I guess the universe has a view of Orion women."

"Oh?" Lirha pondered out loud, not in a cynical manner but more so wanting to understand the complexity of her race's reputation in the quadrant. She had a vague idea of it -- not a pleasant one -- and it always helped to hear an non-Orion's viewpoint.

"Well, on the surface, it seems like it must be a dangerous thing to be an Orion woman," Siren said softly, stroking tenderly down her neck. "Because of the slavery. The - sexual desire. That is, if you don't believe the rumours that it's the women who actually pushed that image."

"Hmm.." Lirha murmured, her eyes looking down towards the blanket. "Well, it does happen, from time to time. Orion slavery has long tradition within my peoples' empire, even dating back to the days before we were subjugates of the Klingon Empire. I suppose it is because we are are very hedonistic and commerce-driven species, and when you combine the two...somehow slavery becomes a commodity." she said, finishing her sentence at a low and somewhat-ashamed whisper.

Siren's fingertips traced down over her cheekbone. "Crazy, huh? How we somehow become responsible for all of our people and history," she said quietly. "Sorry, it's none of my business anyway."

Lirha lightly shrugged, then clasped Siren's fingers from her cheek into her hand with a comforting motion. "You have a right to ask. There is no harm in that, and it is how we all become more cultured; by sharing stories, experiences, and knowledge." she leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips for a long moment. "Does...did Nyx have any slavery issues?"

"Slavery? Not like that," Siren shook her head lightly, coiling her arm around her waist as she thought it over. "You either belonged to a gang, or you didn't. If you didn't, you were dirt to everyone. If you did, but you were lower down in the ranks, then you were walked all over, but you had the protection of the gang."

Lirha shook her head with disapproval, not at Siren, but at the construct of such a society. She felt bad for anyone who had grown up in or been exposed to such an environment, and snuggled herself even closer to Siren until most every part of their bodies were pressed together. "I am sorry that you were subjected to that lifestyle. Is it all you knew growing up? Before you joined Starfleet?" she stroked the side of Siren's hip and caressed her ample cheeks, feeling the warmth still emanating from them.

Siren nodded softly, stroking lightly over her arm. "That was life. Just normal. And then, one day, Starfleet Officers tried to get one over on the gangs. Hell, at least it got them working together for once - to get rid of the Starfleet Officers. They were told to get off the planet or get killed. Before they left, one of them offered any of us who wanted to leave to go with them. None of us did, but - the seed was planted in my head. I kept thinking about the possibility of more. So I screwed my gang over to get away."

"That is a very noble story." the captain replied. In her mind, it was one of the most touching and daring escapes she had ever heard of, and showed an exceptional amount of personal strength and emotional integrity. "I still have trouble believing that you were once part of a criminal organization. You are so beautiful and charming, and I enjoy being around you. I cannot say the same for other members of the underworld."

Siren watched her with surprise but smiled warmly, shaking her head softly. "Noble? I wouldn't call it that. Saving my own neck more like. It's different though, I mean - where I'm from, it wasn't criminal, it was life, how the place was run."

Lirha leaned down and kissed her again. "And what about Starfleet and Galileo? How is your life here?" she wondered, fluttering her green eyes softly and seductively.

Siren laughed softly at the words and look, reaching to pinch her chin gently. "Hm - delicious. Definitely delicious."

Giggling softly and gently playing with one of Siren's sensitive nipples, Lirha pressed her cheek firmly against the other woman's. "I meant your 'other' life. As in, your job and responsibilities as a crew member versus being back on Nyx..."

"Different," she whispered, sighing as she stroked her cheek gently against hers. "Responsible, organised. Sometimes it feels like it must be someone else doing it all. I like it though. I like challenge."

The Orion's hand drifted slowly from Siren's chest to her belly, then down between her legs where she let her fingers graze lightly over the soft and trimmed hairs. "The beauty of Starfleet is that there is always more challenge, if you seek it." she whispered. "You will be a petty officer very soon, and most likely a warrant officer within a few years if you keep working hard."

"I want that," she admitted, letting out a shaking breath, but she let her hand tease down to feel over her in return, having been already been spoilt. "Does that make me mercenary?"

Lirha closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. "I suppose..." she whispered with a private smile. "But you are my mercenary, no one else's." she added protectively.

Siren kissed warmly over her neck, letting her lips drag and her tongue flick. "True. And you pay me well enough," she teased.

Swooning and rolling over onto her back, the captain pulled Siren on top of her and tilted her head back to give the woman better access. A soft sigh of content escaped her lips while feeling the warm sensation of her lips against her skin, and Lirha closed her eyes and began to breathe deeply with increasing arousal.

Siren's hand slid firmly up the inside of Lirha's thigh, taking time to feel her before letting her fingers stroke and tease where she needed it. She sucked warmly on her neck before it became harder, and she briefly wondered if it was possible to give an Orion a lovebite.

Lirha whispered a few words of delight in her native tongue, then reached behind Siren and rubbed her back. Her green fingers softly moved up and down the intricate web of tattoos on the Nyxan's skin, then came to rest firmly around the back of her shoulder to keep her in place.

"I love it when you speak like that," Siren whispered, kissing warmly down over the lithe body, feeling the line and curve of her body. She pushed firmly at her knees, making her spread her thighs for her as she watched her between them; playfulness shining in her blue eyes, and her dark red hair hanging loose around her face. "My dancing girl," she breathed, teasing her with her tongue before tasting her properly.

The Orion couldn't resist the urge to watch Siren at work. Propping herself up on her elbows and looking down, she pushed her fingers through her red hair and moved it back behind her neck and out of the way so she could stare down into her beautiful eyes. A throaty gasp escaped the captain's lips when she felt the warm and wet tongue slide across her lips, and her breathing began to divulge into a series of shaky pants and gasps.

Siren moaned softly at the reaction that was all too real. She loved knowing she was doing that to another person, effecting how they were feeling so strongly. She slid her hand up her thigh feel deep, wanting to feel the effect as much as hear it.

Shivering and quivering underneath Siren's lips, it only took a couple minutes before Lirha climaxed. It was an intense and passionate explosion which started with a rippling tingle in her thighs, then moved upwards into her core where it exploded and sent pulses of ecstasy throughout her body in methodical waves, overriding all of her other motor controls.

"...Siren..." she gasped and choked, biting her lip and rolling her head from side to side as her eyes fluttered closed to allow her to concentrate on the lovely sensation. Her body spasmed and her green fingers dug into the back of Siren's shoulders and lightly tore the skin with her nails, leaving a light and reddish trickle of blood which began to run down her back.

Siren moaned against her at the prickling sting of pain that shivered through her with it, her lips curling to a smile. She gripped her thighs firmly, holding her to will as she let her tongue delve inside her, to fully taste the slick heat.

Lirha cried out loudly over and over as her body wracked itself against her lover. Her arms went limp causing her to collapse back onto the bed while instinctively arching her hips up into Siren's mouth as a second orgasm exploded within her. She continued to moan until she was out of breath, until the only sounds coming out of her mouth were short and desperate gasps of pleasure. Her legs trembled uncontrollably until she lost control of herself, and a flood of her fluids began to flow from her soaked folds across Siren's tongue and into her mouth.

Siren gasped softly, refusing to let her go until the trembling body calmed from the pleasure in her hands. She licked her lips with a slow, lingering tongue as she watched her with a warm smile. She moved up over Lirha, laying easily over her body as she kissed her deeply, sharing the taste of her.

The Orion let out a muffled moan when she was kissed and she weakly lapped her tongue against Siren's while tasting her own flavor. She couldn't manage to move very much in her blissful state, but was finally able to wrap her arms around Siren's waist and stroke the small of her back. She waited until her girlfriend finished kissing her, then nuzzled her flushed emerald cheek against Siren's. "I love you..." the words flowed softly from her lips in a sultry and passionate voice full of emotion and affection.

Siren blinked with surprise at the words, her breath stuck in her throat. She touched her cheek as she shifted so she could watch her face, taking it in as she caressed her cheekbone with her thumb. They were words that usually terrified her. It meant commitment, and responsibility, and chance for hurt and disappointment. They meant family, something which she'd never had and didn't understand. They didn't scare her now though, and that surprised her too. She smiled, brushing a kiss to her gold lips. "I..." she took a soft breath of courage. "I feel it too," she admitted gently.

Lirha's heart almost melted when she heard Siren's reply. A warm and serene wave of delight rushed through her at knowing her girlfriend felt the same way about her, and her eyes began to water and tear with loving emotions. She leaned her head up and latched her lips onto Siren's then began to furiously kiss her with renewed energy. Her arms wrapped tightly around her waist to caress and hold her.

Siren kissed her warmly as he stroked through her long, dark hair before her lips curled to a smile and she pulled back to catch her breath. She brushed the tears off of the emerald skin, shaking her head with a soft chuckle. "Oh dear, it's not that bad a thing, is it?" she teased gently.

A weak laugh sounded from the captain's mouth, and she shook her head to dismiss the notion of love being a bad thing. "No, not at all. I am sorry...I did not mean to cry." she sniffled softly and blinked the rest of the tears from her eyes. "...I have never met a woman like you before...and you are so beautiful...and independent...and strong..." she grinned then sighed. "And I've fallen 'head over heels' for you." she teased, using a familiar Earth idiom.

Siren blushed deeply at the words, but she smiled warmly and brightly, stroking her side tenderly. "You funny thing - I see all those things in you. Always have."

Lirha swooned again, this time rolling Siren and herself on their sides to face each other while wrapping both of her arms around her to pull her close. "Mmm..." she mumbled, then closed her eyes when she nestled her forehead into the taller woman's neck and gave her throat a gentle kiss. "Did I mention you are a great lover as well?" she grinned.

Siren laughed softly at the words, stroking contently over Lihra's hair. "No. Sorry, I couldn't understand what you were saying between all the screaming," she whispered playfully. "I - I feel happy with you. It's a - it's a warm feeling."

"You tease..." Lirha grinned, then playfully took a nibble out of Siren's neck. "I cannot help that I am loud in bed." she ran her hands down Siren's backside until they came to rest on her firm butt, then gently caressed the soft and round flesh.

Siren smiled at the words, laughing as she leant to nip a green, delicate ear. "Good..."

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CAPT Lirha Saalm
Commanding Officer
USS Galileo

CN Siren Hex
Intelligence
USS Galileo

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