The Spice of Life (Part 2 of 2) [18+]

Posted on 16 Jul 2014 @ 12:04pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm & Petty Officer 1st Class Siren Hex Saalm

2,106 words; about a 11 minute read

Mission: Episode 06 - Legend of Souls
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 1, Saalm's Quarters
Timeline: MD 6 - 0045 hrs

[CONTINUED]

Siren smiled to herself at the reaction. The Orion always had a healthy sexual appetite, but Lirha seemed even more in need than usual. It suited Siren just fine. Letting her hand slide higher, she used her fingers to gently part the warm lips, allowing full access for her tongue to rub and stroke.

Lirha now had a light sheen of sweat coating her chest and neck to accompany her flushed, emerald skin. At first she squirmed and whimpered, but that eventually gave way to a series of airy moans and quivers which echoed across the walls of their bedroom. "M-more....." she panted in between breaths while one of her hands moved to her chest to instinctively squeeze and fondle her own breasts. Her thoughts were now focused on the tightening tingle between her legs, and she hoped Siren would go even deeper inside her. Maybe a finger or two...or three. Or four. Maybe more tongue. Or both. The muscles in her stomach and the insides of her legs twitched with every touch against her core, and Lirha knew it wouldn't be too long before she was in a full state of bliss.

Siren's hand pushed up over the lithe torso, slapping Lirha's hand aside with an element of control so she could feel the sweat slick breast for herself. Her fingers teased the sensitive, tight nipple and her hand tightened on the rounded, full flesh. Her other hand remained low and she shivered as she let the thumb press tight and rock against the firm, round nub between the upper lips to give her more intense pleasure. With a sigh, she tilted her head and let her tongue delve deep inside her, moaning with growing excitement at the wet heat, pressing her face tight against her, basking in her scent.

Lirha's eyes went wide and she let out a loud, delightful moan. Her pants and cries became more pronounced the more Siren played with her chest and licked her throbbing button, until eventually the commodore was forced to squeeze her eyes shut and grip the sheets under her palms securely for support. The tightening ache that had been slowly building up inside of her soon became too much for her body to handle, and she cried out as she climaxed harder than she had in many long years. Now trembling with ecstasy and rolling her head from side to side in a mild delirium, a flood of warm juices began to flow from her soaking folds into her lover's mouth.

Siren indulged in the heady taste for a few moments before slowly tipping her head back with a sigh to catch her breath. She stroked soothingly up the slightly trembling thighs, tugging gently. "Come down and join me, lover," she said gently with an unmistakeably pleased smile. She caught hold of her to help her down on top of her to hold warmly.

Sliding off of Siren's legs and chest with some help, Lirha adjusted herself into a more mutual cuddling position. Now laying on top of the red-head, she smiled back with content, glazed-over eyes and ran her green fingers up Siren's cheek and into her hair. "That was exciting," she giggled, then pressed her gold lips against Siren's and gave her a deep, passionate kiss.

Siren kissed her with warmth, stroking through her thick, soft hair with gentle hands to keep her close as her breath levelled out. "Certainly different. I might have to go to the gym to get myself in shape for some of those positions," she laughed softly, enjoying the closeness.

A green hand reached down and began to stroke Siren's hip and upper thigh. "You are not sore, are you?" Lirha asked with raised eyebrows. "Maybe you need a massage instead of a workout?" The commodore was certainly happy to reciprocate for the twenty minutes Siren has just spent keeping her propped up against her legs.

Siren laughed warmly, kissing her softly. "I'm sure I can keep up. Someone around here runs a tight ship with fit officers," she teased, stroking up over her body, feeling the contour. "I guess that book answers my question of whether all Orion really are sexed up, or if it was just you...." she kissed her with a playful smile against her lips.

"...And if it was just me? Would you still love me?" Lirha teased in return while wiggling her butt mischievously underneath Siren's hands. "You know, if you were curious...we could have performed an empirical experiment while we were on Rigel. From the looks you received walking down the streets, there were apparently many other interested Orion women who you could have played with for comparison."

Siren laughed warmly, colour reaching her cheeks as she slapped Lirha's backside playfully. "I did not get looks. They must have been looking at you. But you know I'd love you either way...."

"Perhaps they were looking at both of us," Lirha winked. Leaning her head down and tilting it slightly to the side, she began to kiss her again with slow and sensual motions from her own tongue. Her dark hair spilled down over her shoulders and around the sides of Siren's head, giving them a private venue in which they could make out.

Siren sighed against the golden lips with satisfaction, stroking up over her cheek to feel the soft skin as she closed her eyes, just losing herself in the warmth and intimacy of the moment.

After a couple minutes of intense kissing, Lirha pulled back and took a deep breath while continuing to stare lustfully into Siren's blue eyes. A burning question was now in the Orion's head, and although she had managed to suppress it in the past, she strangely felt now was as good a time as ever to ask.

"Siren...I love you very much," she began in a soft and gentle voice. Her emerald hand reach out and she grazed the tips of her fingers up and down the red-head's cheek. "Will you marry me?"

Siren's breath caught in her throat at the question and she searched her eyes for a long moment, almost to try and tell if she had heard her right. She pushed herself up to sit, watching her with surprise, her heart thumping in her chest. "Say again...?"

Lirha laid on her side and propped her head up in her hand to observe Siren with a slightly amused expression. Though she wasn't usually a shy or nervous person, there was some anxiety pulsing through her veins but she did her best to not let it show. "Marriage. Me and you. Wife?" she repeated with an inviting smile spread across her gold lips. "I want to get married."

"I thought that's what you said..." Siren laughed breathlessly, shaking her head as she leant to her. She searched her eyes, touching her cheek, believing that she meant it by her look. "But Lirha, I didn't think you believed in monogamy...." she wasn't sure if she was right in it, but it had always been her assumption of the sensual woman.

"Well...you could be my first wife?" Lirha did her best to keep a straight face, but it lasted for the entirety of five seconds before the edges of her eyes crinkled with a growing and teasing grin.

Siren hit her arm with a laugh before grabbing the pillow to bash her with. "First wife? First wife! Planning on a hareem, huh!"

With every beat of the pillow, Lirha let out more giggles and grins until she could feel her ribs getting sore from suppressed laughter. Finally, with a well-timed extension of her hand, she caught Siren's wrist and held it and the pillow down to the bed while she slithered on top of her girlfriend and ambushed her with a wet and tender kiss.

"I have never seen you jealous before," she whispered with a big smile before pausing to catch her breath and looking down at her. "So...will you be Siren Saalm? My one and only wife?" she again proposed while locking her eyes deeply with Siren's.

Siren caught her breath as she studied her eyes, her lips parted as she stilled. It was surreal, and sort of scary too....she didn't know what family was, she'd never had one. People didn't get married where she was from either. What did she know about marriage and living with just one person? What did she know about family? That's what it meant afterall. She suddenly laughed, shaking her head with shining eyes. "Why the hell not..."

"So is that a yes?" Lirha wasn't quite sure how to interpret Siren's reply, but she seemed open to the idea which greatly pleased the Orion.

Siren chuckled softly, nodding as she leant up to kiss her, her finger tapping her jaw. "Yes....although, if I'm going to be Siren Saalm, are you going to be Lirha Hex?" she teased.

Lirha happily sighed and rested the side of her head down against the top of Siren's chest. She could hear her healthy heart fluttering with rythmatic beats, and the commodore wrapped her arms around her torso and held her tight. "My mother would disown me if I did," she whispered with a light chuckle.

"Does that make you the man then?" Siren teased, but with a fond smile as she stroked her fingers through the long, thick dark hair.

"It is Orion custom to have the husband take the wife's family name. So....I think you are 'the man'?" Lirha looked back up at her and planted a kiss on her chin. "A very curvy and attractive one, nonetheless," she grinned.

Siren laughed warmly at that, shaking her head. "You know, I never knew that. To be honest, I don't know all that much about being married at all," she said softly, but seriously, almost a warning.

Shaking her head to dismiss any concerns Siren might have, she tried to explain as simply as she could. "It really is not much different than dating someone....we already live together...that is the hardest part. Just think of it as being more," she paused to think of the right word, "official." And with that, she suddenly sat up and remembered one of the most important Orion marriage traditions and blushed, her green cheeks turning dark with mild embarrassment at having forgotten to present Siren with a time-honored gift. "I'm sorry, I almost forgot..." she mumbled before climbing over Siren and getting up off the bed to wander over to her closet. Inside, she quickly located her personal lock box and tapped her access code into the small LCARS panel, then reached inside once it opened and retrieved a small shiny object. Lirha then closed the safe returned to the bed and held out her offering.

"This is the Saalm family crest," she explained while showing Siren the gold necklace and intricate, elaborate gold-pressed latinum pendant attached to it. "It has been in the family for almost ten generations....my mother gave it to me when I turned 16, to give to the person who I decided to marry," she explained, then unclipped the delicate chain and waited for Siren to sit up so she could put it around her neck.

Siren watched with awe, holding her breath for a moment. She sat up for her, pulling her long, dark red hair out of the way for her. "It sounds precious," she smiled, reaching to touch the chain, feeling it, feeling both more secure with something so valuable to make it official, but also a touch worried she might not live up to it. "It's beautiful....but I have nothing I can give you in return."

Lirha clipped the necklace in place around Siren's neck then leaned back to admire how it looked on her. She smiled with satisfaction at how well the color matched with her milky skin and fiery hair. "Oh do not worry about that," she waved her hand to dismiss the idea of reciprocating. "You are marrying into my family and it is Orion tradition for me to offer the gifts. A bride price, of sorts," she explained, then paused to give her a thoughtful look. "But...if you insist, you can always give me massages," she winked.

Siren laughed warmly, leaning forward to kiss her quickly, almost as if to seal the deal. "Forever in your debt and possession..." she teased against her lips.

[OFF]

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CDRE Lirha Saalm
Mission Advisor
USS Galileo

PO2 Siren Hex
Intelligence
USS Galileo
[PNPC - Blake]

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