Now that We're Alone... (Part 2 of 2) [18+]

Posted on 01 Dec 2012 @ 12:07pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm

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Mission: Episode 02 - Resupply
Location: USS Galileo, Deck 2 - Dr. Panne's Quarters
Timeline: MD08, 2315 hours

Previously, on Now that We're Alone (Part 1)...

As Lirha caressed and kissed her, Maenad's breath quickened and her cheeks became flush and warm. Anticipation was starting to take hold of her, and when she was taken onto her back and Lirha got on top, she found the shadowed Orion to be quite seductive, more so now than ever. The last time she had been with a woman was during her master's degree, many years before. Somehow, this seemed more erotic than before. The captain's tattoos, which normally she found unappealing, only added to her excitement. The jewellery on the captain's arms and ears, too, she found them complimentary; typically Maenad saw jewellery as bourgeois excess. But not right now. As Lirha moved down her body with her lips, Maenad played with the captain's hair, though she laid flat on her back with her legs over the end, staring at the stars through the angled window above the bed. Eventually, she felt Lirha remove her leggings. Despite the pleasure, and the enticing mystery of what was to come, she still believed that what they were doing was wrong. It was her own deprival and the idea that this was inappropriate that prevented her from saying no; that she shouldn't have been doing this made her want to do it even more. She made a lengthy sigh through her nose and gnawed the insides of her lips.

And Now, the Conclusion...

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Lirha proceeded to remove the rest of Maenad's clothing including her skirt and shoes, then finally peeled the rest of her leggings off followed by her underwear. Lirha's heart beat rapidly in her chest with a combination of excitement and desire, made even more prevalent as she looked at Maenad's long and bare legs. The Orion scooted down in the bed, positioning herself in between the Human's legs, and proceeded to plant of series of tender kisses along the erogenous area inside of Maenad's thighs. With her own eyes now closed, she moved her mouth firmly against the crease in between her legs, and proceeded to indulge herself.

Twenty minutes later, the captain scooted back up Maenad's frame and pressed her green body warmly against the other woman's milky skin. She snaked an affectionate arm around her lover's neck and nestled her head against her cheek. She could feel Maenad's body still trembling slightly from her climax, and the skin on her chest was warm and flushed, covered in a light layer of sweat. "Mmm..." Lirha mumbled softly, "Did that feel good?"

Still breathing heavily, Maenad was now regaining control over her breathing, thinking that of all the lovers she had ever had, none had known her so well. Being relatively quiet considering, she finally let out an audible sigh. "My," she breathed, feeling somewhat embarrassed. She had no idea what she was supposed to do now, especially knowing that she could never give Lirha what she had given her. She imagined that Lirha, being the one who had seduced her, knew exactly what she wanted and how to get it. With a little direction, Maenad thought she might be able to. Maenad rolled over onto her chest and crossed her feet, propped up on one side by an elbow. "Tell me what to do," she whispered.

At first, Lirha wasn't quite sure what Maenad meant. She hadn't been very specific, and had been surprisingly quiet throughout the encounter so far. The captain had dismissed it as simply being part of her personality...her bedroom personality, at least, but something was different now, and as she looked at Maenad's face and body language, she realized that the science chief appeared to be volunteering for something, something that required direction. "What do you mean?" Lirha curiously asked, oblivious to the thoughts that were running through Maenad's mind.

Maybe she had been wrong. Maenad pulled the covers down and climbed under them; now that her body was cooling, her back was starting to get a chill. She indicated for Lirha to do the same and once she had, Maenad snuggled up against her, still on her side and holding herself up with an elbow. "To thank you," she finally replied. Beneath the covers, she lifted one of Lirha's legs with her foot and slipped the same leg beneath it. She raised it slowly, until her knee had formed a square and was nestled high up between Lirha's toned thighs. Still on her elbow, Maenad slipped her free arm beneath the blankets now too, slowly pressing the flat of her palm against Lirha's chest until it reached where she wanted it to. Then, as she started, she gently pressed her thighs together around Lirha's and pulled her closer. Maenad brought her leg further up Lirha's thigh now, until she couldn't raise it anymore, the base of her thigh and top of her knee nestled warmly against her. As she begun, Maenad then slipped her propping arm beneath Lirha and around her side into an embrace, until her hand had found her bottom. Meanwhile, she gently kissed her neck and shoulders, rubbing her nose against her humid green skin, though it looked dark under the starlight. She pressed her bare teeth against the round of her shoulders, occasionally giving a sensual bite as she worked. She hoped that she was pleasing Lirha; she was using Lirha's thigh for herself as she used her own, and her fingers, for Lirha.

Beneath the bed sheets, the captain soon found herself in Maenad's sensual embrace. Feeling a set of long legs entwined with her own, as well as a pair of hands now exploring her body, Lirha closed her eyes and let out a raspy breath. She could feel Maenad's lips tending to her skin and used the opportunity to arch her head back and push her chest forward, an open invitation for her to continue her pleasures. "...Mmm..." she mumbled, then gave in to her senses and let the world blur around her in ecstasy.

It seemed to take forever and no time at all, but eventually Maenad knew that she had discovered how to please Lirha. She gradually quickened her movements in response to Lirha's body until she finally reached her crest after an indeterminable length of time. As Lirha relaxed, Maenad released her clenching embrace and allowed herself to sink into the bed. Pleased that she was able to satisfy her, Maenad let out a gentle cracking sigh and blinked several times, listening to the Orion's breathing intimately close beside her. She realised that her mouth was dry and remembered the brandy that Lirha had brought with her. Liquor was never a good idea for a thirst quencher, but she thought about it nonetheless. She would wait a few minutes before she got up again, though, and for the moment Maenad just stared up at the stars through the window that arched over the bed.

Lirha rolled over on her side with a content and glazed look in her eyes. Maenad had turned out to be quite adept in bed, and the captain didn't have a single regret about the evening. At least, not at the current moment. Planting a kiss on the science officer's cheek, Lirha wondered what she was thinking as she gazed into the night sky. "What is on your mind?" she wondered out loud.

"I don't know," Maenad whispered back to her a moment later. She was still breathing deeply, her lungs still feeling like they weren't getting quite the right amount of air. Her mind wandered the way that it often did, thinking about things that had nothing to do with what anybody was talking about. "I don't recognise any of the constellations," she whispered, staring up without blinking. Several moments passed before she eventually rolled over to face Lirha, a smile on her parted lips. Then she threw back the covers on her side of the bed. "I'll be right back," she declared as she stood up and left the bedside.

She strode out of the bedroom into the living area and turned off the lamp, not failing to spot the brandy where she had left it on the counter. She stood in the shadows of the living room for several lengthy seconds, her body as still as and not all that dissimilar from a granite statue. Her mind was racing again, thinking about what she had done, what she had allowed to happen. Her head turned sharply over her shoulder, looking at the open doorway of her bedroom where the captain was waiting for her. The captain was in her bed. She turned her head back round as the full realisation of what had happened started trickling, then flooded, into her mind like a bursting dam. A wave of absolute terror began to envelop her; she had had sex with her captain after something like the third time she had ever seen her. Who the hell was she, what had she become? She looked down at her hands in horrified shame. The image of Don came back to her. She was now screaming hysterically within the confines of her skull; why had she allowed herself to be enticed by him, and then so shortly after she had allowed herself to be taken by Lirha. She wasn't ready for a relationship, she wasn't even ready for a friend, really. She wasn't ready for anything at all. She thought, absurdly, of Kiri alone in her quarters. Then she imagined Liyar judging her in his false stoicism, and Athlen too. And Kohl. The image of Commander Holliday, and even Lieutenant Parker and the nervous smile he had given her. She had a reputation to these people, even it was only just an image to some. Kiri looked up to her, she somehow knew it. Her eyes darted from the floor to the windows, the plants, the paintings, to her bare feet, to the walls again.

Now you've really done it she heard someone say. Good job. Well done.

"No," Maenad whispered harshly. She pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling water in the corners of her eyes. "What have I done?" she mouthed. Lirha was still waiting for her, it had only been maybe thirty seconds since she had left her room, but to Maenad it had seemed a lot longer. She went to the counter and unscrewed the lid of the brandy, poured herself a glass and downed the entire thing at once. She did it twice more before setting the glass down again, replaced the top. She looked down her naked body and clenched her jaw as she looked back up again. noticing that she was holding onto the counter for dear life. She returned to her bedroom and went into the bathroom. She turned on the light after she had closed the door, not wanting the light to hurt the captain's eyes. Maenad turned the water on and looked at herself in the mirror. Her lipstick had mostly smudged away, but they were still red from the pleasurable rush of blood to her face. Her cheeks were still rather flushed and her eyes were wet and a little red from a few ruptured vessels. Her hair was somehow still in place, though frayed in places and standing up in others, but in all it was fine. It somehow looked more black than usual, she thought. She looked exhausted too, but not in a bad way. Maenad cupped some freezing water in her hands and splashed her face several times before turning off the tap and towelling her face.

She gave herself one final look over, turned off the light and returned to bed. "Sorry about that," Maenad said as she returned to bed, climbing beneath the covers beside Lirha. "I just needed to clean up a bit," she was holding herself up on one elbow again, watching her captain laying next to her. She moved some loose hair off Lirha's face between her long and careful fingers, licking her lips as she did so while thinking that she somehow tasted blood.

When Maenad returned to bed, Lirha could smell the scent of brandy on her breath. Part of her was a bit upset that she hadn't been offered a drink of her own liquor, but another part of her simply dismissed it as being part of the French culture, a society that, from her studies, Lirha knew indulged themselves frequently with alcohol. Leaning forward, the captain kissed Maenad on the lips, then licked her own as she tasted the familiar flavor of her favorite drink. "You taste nice." she joked, then gave the Human a playful poke in between her ribs.

Maenad ran her tongue over her teeth with a weird smile. She climbed out of bed again, making her way quickly to the kitchen, and returned a few seconds later with the bottle of Saurian brandy and a glass for Lirha. "I'm sorry," she shook her head, feeling her eyes sagging from the three glasses she had downed. Maenad sat on the side of the bed so that she was against Lirha through the covers and poured her a glass, then set the bottle on her nightstand. Then, she raised her legs up off the floor, over the Orion, and climbed back to her side of the bed and got beneath the blankets. Staring up at the stars through the window as she laid on her back, Maenad gave a gentle sigh.

Lirha sat up and let the sheets fall down to her waist as she took the glass from Maenad. Taking a long sip, she shook her head in dismissal of the apology. "It's alright...I assumed you might want a drink before bed." she teased, then reached down and stroked Maenad's dark hair. "So do you have have any plans for the rest of shore leave?" she asked.

"No," she muttered back, darting her eyes from star to star. "Do you?"

"I have to stay with Galileo for a few more days, at least until most of the repairs are complete." she answered, "But after that I would like to take a trip to San Francisco for a couple days to see my family. I got a message from my sister two days ago and she is...well, not very happy on Earth." she added as she thought back to her conversation with Nesh two days ago.

"Hm," Maenad observed, her eyebrows levelling. She was still entranced with the stars, lost in contemplation and repressed chaotic thoughts. After a moment, she turned her head to look up at Lirha. "How old is she?" Maenad's voice was hushed like she was afraid of waking somebody up.

"Fifteen, almost sixteen." the captain answered. "Although I admit, she is very mature for her age. Much more so than her Terran counterparts." she added as her thoughts shifted to the mental images of Nesh and her quirky, stubborn personality.

"Fifteen," Maenad repeated slowly, as if she were remembering a time many thousands of years ago. It occurred to her that she had no idea how old Lirha was. "How long has it been since you've seen her?"

The captain let out a light laugh and took another swig of brandy from her glass. "Only two weeks." she admitted with a grin, "But we've always been close, so it feels a bit longer than that for some reason."

Maenad remained silent for several long seconds. It had been many months since she had last seen her parents and suddenly she felt a distant pine for them. She had always regretted not having a brother or sister. "Well, still, that will be nice," she said.

"I suppose so...she can be moody at times." Lirha replied, preferring to keep their details of their conversation to herself. The captain had her own reservations about her sister and her recent request to come aboard Galileo, but at the same time didn't want to dwell on it too much until she actually had the chance to speak to Nesh in person. "And what about yourself? Do you have siblings?" Lirha asked curiously.

"No," said Maenad, still whispering. She bit her tongue behind her lips. "Sometimes I wish that I had."

Lirha downed the rest of her glass and set it on the nightstand. "They are a blessing in disguise; one minute they are the most annoying person in the quadrant...the next, they're your closest friend." she said with a bit of levity to her voice. Letting out a deep sigh as she felt the liquor warm her insides, Lirha realized that she was exhausted. She carefully removed her earrings and necklace, and placed them on the stand next to her glass along with her communicator. Returning beneath the covers, she scooted closer to Maenad and then rolled on her side with her back facing the taller woman. She reached a green hand behind her and took Maenad's arm, wrapping it around her own waist. After a few long moments, Lirha's breathing slowed and she was fast asleep.

As the captain drifted into sleep, taking one of Maenad's arms with her, Maenad laid in the darkness wide-eyed for a long time. It was still fairly early, she thought it was no later than 2200, and so she wasn't all that tired. She was, if anything, a little scared about what the future would bring after she had succumbed to her carnal instincts. She was almost entirely convinced that Lirha's pheromones had had a hand in this, but there was no way for her to know for sure, and she thought that convincing herself of that would be an unfair denial of responsibility. And Lirha had told her that she had had no regrets, which might have been reassuring for her, but for Maenad... she had allowed the whole thing to happen, despite her inner judgements. What was strange to her was that she had enjoyed the entire thing; she liked being wanted. So what was the problem? Maenad wanted to cry, but kept herself from it. She kept her breaths controlled and easy, closed her eyes, and eventually fell asleep with an arm still around her captain.

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CAPT Lirha Saalm
Commanding Officer
USS Galileo

Lieutenant (JG) Maenad Panne
Chief Science Officer
USS Galileo

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