Never Say Never (18+ Content)

Posted on 26 Feb 2015 @ 7:41am by Lieutenant JG Drusilla McCarthy & Command Master Chief Markum Quinn

1,317 words; about a 7 minute read

Mission: Episode 07 - Sojourn
Location: USS Galileo: Markum's Quarters & Sickbay
Timeline: MD45 1130hours

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Perched on the edge of Markum's bed, Dru tried to wipe the last of the sleep from here eyes as she tried to plait her sleep tossed hair at the same time. Around her was noises of shuffling and banging of drawers as her eyes watched Markum tooing and frowing to a case open on the bed. She calculated theyd less than six hours left and even then the man might be cutting it fine. "And your sure that you've cleared it for me to stay here while your gone? I can always just stay where I am until your back."

Markum looked at Dru and grinned. "Yes, you can stay." he replied. Markum moved to the edge of his bed and sat down next to Dru. He then put an arm around her back and waist. "Please, you can stay...for however long you want." Quinn stared into her blue eyes for a moment. "I want you to stay if you'd like. I like you here, and I like seeing you, here."

Tying a band around the end of the plait, Dru resting her head against his shoulder as her hand found his. "Itll just be weird with you not here...what if you come back from the war games to find I've rearranged your drawers and you can't find anything in its proper place?"

Quinn chuckled aloud as he kissed her cheek. "I'm sure it'll be fine, and I'm also sure my clothes will be safe." Markum held Dru's hand firmly in his own, while he then pulled Dru closer to him, so she was against his bare chest. "You should be be fine. Whatever you need."

Pulled against his chest, Dru couldn't stop a bubble of panic raise in her mind before she suppressed it back. This was Markum...she knew she'd no reason to be scared of him; it was stupid to think otherwise. As her body started to relax, the counsellor became very aware of the heat his chest radiated, scorching her even through the tshirt she still wore.

"Markum?" As her eyes found his, Dru leaned in to softly brush a tentative kiss across his lips before returning for a second deeper and more lingering kiss. As she tightened her hand in his, her breath caught in her chest as her free hand moved to cup his cheek, almost willing him not to break away.

Markum returned the kiss with equal passion. His blood boiled from her touch and he drowned out everything, except for Dru. He moved his hand to the base of the shirt from behind, and slowly slip up his hand against her soft, warm skin. He moved to kissing Dru's neck, nibbling occasionally.

As she felt his touch against her skin, Dru's breath caught in her chest as the center of her world in the moment became Markum; his scent, his touch, his feel. Feeling his lips trace their way against her neck, a soft moan passed her lips as she struggled with the need to grab Markum and kiss his lips again. She tried to force her body to relax when all she wanted was for him to take her there and then and own her body.

Instead, Dru moved her hands to his shoulders and down Markum's back, exploring the feel and heat of his skin as she tried to imprint ever scar and mark in her mind, trying to distract her mind from thoughts of lust and let love take over instead.

Markum pulled the T-shirt off of her and discarded it next to the bed, then laid her back. He bang kissing down her neck and to her chest. His hands were exploring Dru's body, touching, rubbing, exploring between her thighs, her breasts, inside and out of the counselor. Markum could only think of giving her pleasure.

Dru couldn't restrain herself as she buckled and moved under Markum, she touched what she could as her hands roamed his chest and back, tugging and trying to pull him back up. As she felt his fingers and lips touch her there, the counselor finally lost all control as she screamed his name and her hands held the back of his head. Her hips buckled over and over as she said his name again and again in a bed and a plea as her body spasmed under his control.

Markum stood up before her and removed what little he had left before climbing back atop of her. While kissing her deeply, as with a tad bit if a clumsy, yet successful effort, he managed to find his spot and slowly thrusted. He looked into those beautiful blue eyes, he continued the current pace and rhythm.

Pushing up once she felt his penetration, Dru's eyes locked with Markum's as she watched him, trying to show him what she felt as her hands reached down for his and their legs entwined. The feel of his roughened hands in hers, the rocking of her hips as she met him half way with each slow movement caused her eyes to glaze over as she felt nothing but her and him in the moment. Nothing and noone else existed in this moment.

Quinn was lost in the moment. The closeness of their bodies and the sensations of them engaged in one another was euphoric to the man. He slowly at first moved slowly, with slow, long motions, building slowly his speed. His mouth explored the young woman's body. His hands, holding firmly Dru's. He wasn't sure how long they were engage, and he didn't care, all he cared about was the moment, the connection and bond that the two were building in silent ecstasy.

All she could feel was Markum. His touch, his lips, his body, his heat....All that existed in that moment was Markum. Tightening her hands in his as her body lost control, Dru arched up as she buried him deep and locked her lips with his. Forcing the kiss deep and hard she couldn't control her body as it quivered and shook with the force of the passion he raised in her.

The increased force and passion from Dru became overwhelming, he held her hands tighter, and looked into her eyes as he released his seed. The sensation was overwhelming and his thrusts slowed to a stop. Sweat was dripping from the man, he was winded yet kissed Dru tenderly while holding her. "Wow." was all he could say.

Leaning back up into the kiss, Dru didn't want to think right now as she just immersed herself in the feelings and emotions Markum had raised in her. Smiling against his lips as she heard him speak; she closed her eyes and tightened her legs around his to hold him where he was.

Quinn layed against her, and kissed her softly on the cheek. No words were needed, he let their closeness do the speaking. It was a moment that no words could describe, and he wasn't going to try.

Dru rocked their bodies until they lay side by side, their limbs still entangled as she moved her head to rest in under Markum's chin. Her fingers moved to where his heartbeat knocked against the wall of his chest as she just felt the comfort of the rymathic motion. She still said nothing, scared of reality breaking in on their personal cocoon; not wanting to leave the security of the here and now. Closing her eyes, she just listened as her fingertips slowly stroked his skin, never straying from his beating heart.

The counsellor still wasn't sure how this had happened but she knew she didn't regret it. It was hard to regret something that felt so right.

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Lieutenant JG Drusilla McCarthy
Assistant Chief Counsellor
USS Galileo

Command Master Chief Markum Quinn
Chief of the Boat
USS Galileo

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