USS Dark Fire (IC)

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Araiza figured it was best to not go into specifics just yet, especially with a man he had just met. Who knew what he’d be calling him in for at the worst possible times. “Weapon manufacturing.”

“Which poor bastard are you replacing, pretty face?” he asked, taking more of his drink. The glass had more ice than standard. Araiza had a preference for very cold drinks. He had enough heat during business hours.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Lt. Commander Tyrande Aegeri, Chief of Security.” Kitan replied. “Got dragged into space by one of those damned things.”

There was no point in trying to forget, so he didn’t bother switching to alcohol, no matter how much he wanted to.

“Sucks to be you fixing all the weapons on board.”​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

He let out a low whistle. “Big shoes to fill, then. They don’t make them like Aegeri anymore, that’s for sure.” He understood the urgency of replacement, but still, that quick?

Araiza disagreed. It sucked more to not have the time to closely inspect each assemble. The idea of something failing right under his nose was enough to ruin his appetite sometimes. “You could say that.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Yeah,” Kitan replied softly. “I’d better get going. I have people to check on. Enjoy your drink.”

Straightening up Kitan smoothed his uniform shirt out before leaving. “Maybe next time we’ll play cards.” He said, thinking about the desk in the desk.​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Araiza snorted. “Right.”

He watched the other male leave, waiting until he was out of earshot before polishing off his drink. Clearing his throat, he turned to the bartender. “They’re gonna eat that kid alive, aren’t they?”

Of course, he didn’t expect an actual answer. The bartender shrugged politely and took the lieutenant’s glass.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora

Her plan to have Xiana undress her worked well. Xiana had stated she want to be more relaxed. By having Xiana being in charge, in control, hopefully she was more comfortable with the pace of the love making. It was good approach for their first time. Xiana was also having a positive experience with Orion pheromones. In this case, with such a small amount, it should just increase her desire for this encounter. Too much and she could become addicted. This is how orion women control males on their planet.

As Xiana turned Hora around. The captain took a moment to drink in Xiana’s beautiful face. She was an attractive woman. Hora had been attracted to her the first time she saw her. But the attraction had increased as Xiana had stated there was to be no sex in their relationship. Forbidden fruit is the sweetest. Then, the doctor had challenged Hora… Pushed back at her orders and plans. That kind of defiance drove Hora wild. She wanted to sexually dominate the little white-haired human. She wanted to make her cum so many times she begged Hora to stop.

As they kissed passionately, Hora knew this what not the time for that kind of sex. She was going to be tender and careful as she brought the woman to climax.

Still kissing her passionately, Hora broke the kiss and pulling back a bit. Her large breasts swaying before Xiana. Hora was gasping for breath. “That was some kiss” She purred in pleasure. “But it is time for me to undress you”

Hora’s hands caress her hips and sides. Then she was kissing Xiana again. As her hands explode more of Xiana's body. Hora’s right hand did end up on Xiana's sex. Slowly rubbing her pleasurable spot.

Hora's other hand undid Xiana's blouse, pulling it off her as they kissed. The black pencil skirt was even easier to remove.

“Let me look at you” Hora moaned in excitement. Her eyes loved what she saw. Xiana had small, but perfect breasts, beautiful skin and a very firm body. Hora did notice a tattoo on her collarbone but said nothing. “MMMM, I think your beauty is controlling me. I desire you!”

Hora took this moment to push the dress down to the floor. She wore no underwear, and the slippers she had on she had stepped out of them. Beside her dark hair still painstakingly coiffed and her pearl necklace, she was otherwise naked.

“Shall we move to the bed?” Hora asked as she started in that direction.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Lt. Frye
Walking into the Weapons facility Kaylee set the box on the counter. “Got some stuff from security. Modulate them for dealing with the Borg. Maybe that will help get through enemy shielding.”

Propping herself on the edge of the table Kaylee looked at Araiza. “I heard about the outburst, are you ok?”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

“Stop talking,” Xiana answered firmly. Still in her undergarments, she motioned the captain to the simulated bed until the back of her calves met the mattress, causing her to fall back on the cushioned surface. The counselor looked down at her for a moment. She’d never been eager to be nude before others but wasn’t ashamed of her body either. Enough curving for a feminine silhouette and enough narcissism to make sure there was no oversight on any blemish, hair, or spot. The amount of time she spent on her appearance would appall people, but it was the only way she knew how to carry herself.

Lowering herself at Hora’s legs, she crawled onto the mattress and over the other woman’s body until her face reached the torso. She brought her body half against the Orion, half on the mattress, and pushed her hair out of her face before taking a nipple in her mouth, sucking with vigor. Her right hand found the other breast, massaging it and tugging, feeling its size over and over again.

With her left hand free, she trickled her fingers down Hora’s body until they landed in between her legs. She traced her slit up and down, a slower pace compared to her mouth. Soon, two of her fingers entered, exploring the other woman until they were pulled back and brought back in repeatedly. Xiana kept an agonizing rhythm, her hazy eyes looking up directly into the captain’s as her hands and mouth continued.

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Araiza was in the middle of recounting inventory, his third time that hour. He never felt like he could be too cautious. Thankful Kaylee had arrived after he had input the last of the amounts, he saved his document and turned to the lieutenant.

“I’ll give it a go tomorrow,” he answered, approaching the box with a lookover. Liar. He already knew he’d be up all night attempting to make progress.

The male raised an eyebrow as he picked up the box. “What outburst?” Araiza asked, huffing as he crossed the room to store the items away.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“If you don’t know which outburst I’m talking about then you’re having too many,” Kaylee responded. Looking over the shelves with a casual eye she noted the precision of the inventory, the cleanliness of the shelves.

He was good at the impersonal aspects of the job. Hell, he could rebuild a quantum torpedo. But dealing with ‘people’ was another story.​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

He grunted as he finished, rubbing his hands together to rid his skin of dust. “Chief, with all due respect, you can’t ask me to coddle people who were supposed to be the best of the best.”

“We don’t have time to walk officers through procedures they should know like the back of their hand,” Araiza added, returning to the table where Kaylee was. “If a bit of criticism leads to better defenses, then I’d render it successful.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I agree, constructive criticism is a well oiled tool. But berating someone – especially in front of their fellows is bad for moral.” She sighed. “Praise in public, criticize in private.”

“Mistakes happen especially with lack of sleep and short deadlines. Join a club, play a sports game in a holodeck. Just… Before yelling count to ten and exhale. Then talk to the offender.”

“Or I could assign you to see a Counselor.” She threatened.
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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Araiza begged to differ. If people didn’t want to have consequences, then they could easily do what they were supposed to.

He dragged his hand down his face. Maintaining a respectful tone, he continued. “My deadlines are met and my sleep is fine. I don’t need a new hobby or a shrink, I need officers that know what they’re doing.”

“I’m not letting more people die simply because I need to be a little more sensitive. They knew exactly what they signed up for.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“And people make mistakes. I’d rather you didn’t have an accident and get sucked out an airlock. So be nicer to the people around, and under you, before it gets that bad.”

“I could always assign you to a different department, so you could have a Bolian in charge...” She suggested, jokingly.

“Oh, and the aliens are using Plasma and hard light, they used to be called lasers, if you come up with anyways to alter the force fields to deal with that it would be great.”
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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

He resisted the urge to roll his eyes. “I’ve gotten this far, Chief. If it’s worked this far, then I hardly see any reason for any major changes.”

At the suggestion of being switched to another department, his face was not amused. He was in his forte. “So an underqualified person can take my spot? Didn’t you hear about Aegeri’s replacement? Add that mess of a bridge crew with more of these rookies and the Dark Fire will be history in a year.”

“I’ll see how I can reinforce them,” he promised. “We are running short on some supplies. I sent in a request earlier but I haven’t received confirmation or an update.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“I don’t need a major change, just.. stop yelling at anyone. Talk to them.” The Chief said.

“Send the request to me and I’ll get it pushed through. The crew was busy fabricating parts for the hull so we could go to warp.”

Standing up from the counter she looked at him. “I understand the stress. Just try.”

“You remind my of my son, he was a hot head as well.”​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

“Alright, but if we see a lower quality in work, it won’t be on me,” he answered, putting his palms off as to imply a lack of involvement. “I’ll send it over.”

Hearing Kaylee speak of a son was peculiar to Araiza. He knew her past whereabouts, but seeing someone younger than him had taken a while to get used to. He did ultimately respect her, though, even if it meant doing a double take here and there. “I wouldn’t say hot head. I think careful is a better term.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Well, Darius spent fifteen years in a penal colony and went through rehabilitation for assault, so he was a hot head. But he started out getting angry all the time.”

“I’d rather not see you go that route. You’re a good kid.” She almost said he should settle down and get married, but she’d seen his file. Granted she’d seen the file of everyone in engineering. Maybe his anger was misdirected rage over losing his wife?

Would he be offended by her calling him, kid?​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Okay, work shown. He didn’t want to make any claims on some man he didn’t know, yet he interpreted a difference. “Come on, Chief. You’ve seen my work. I’ve never hit someone nor would I.”

“You’re a leader. You’re in charge of all this. You know more than anyone that we’re supposed to be delivering the best,” Araiza replied, leaning over the surface casually. “I’m not compromising my position to suckerpunch someone, but I also can’t allow that quality. We just lost people yesterday. Isn’t that an incentive to try harder?”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora

Hora loved how Xiana was sucking her big breasts with vigor. The pleasure in her breasts went straight to her pussy. The massaging and tugging, it was pure joy. She moaning before Xiana found her pussy. Orion female body was designed for pleasure, with large concentrations of nerve endings throughout the external and internal regions of the vagina. The species did not possess a clitoris, but instead had a fleshy ridge above the vaginal opening which provided great pleasure on contact. The vaginal canal also featured ridges that would cause great stimulation during penetration for a male. Orion women also experienced overwhelming pleasure during childbirth, and very little pain, due to the elasticity of the vaginal canal.

As Xiana fingers found Hora pussy, the Orion took a sharp breath. Xiana knew she had found a good spot to pleasure the busty captain. She applied pressure, circling her fingers over the pleasure ridges. Hora moaned in pleasure as her eyes widen. Xiana did not need ask what felt good, she could read the captain face.

Hora opened her legs as wider as Xiana slipped her fingers inside the Orion’s soft, wet pussy lips.

She used her thumb teased around Hora’s pussy. Her fingers going in and out of Hora’s pussy had found plenty of juice. She smeared the juices over those green lips and ridges. Then, she eased her fingers back inside, but this time she didn't stop; she just pushed gently in as far as they would go, all the way in, right up to the knuckle.

Hora took a deep breath and groaned, pushing back against Xiana’s probing hand. She said nothing as the pleasure was too great. Her hands clutching the bed blankets. As Xiana continued to finger fuck her pussy.

“Go faster” Hora managed to gasp out. Her fingers started to fucking Hora faster. Xiana also added two more fingers, which made Hora go crazy. Hora was so aroused in less than a minute her toes curled and her pussy came. Contracting all around Xiana fingers as Hora gasped in pleasure.

“Oh fuck” Hora moaned.

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

The feeling of the captain contracting around her hand gave Xiana a mixture of satisfaction and inquisition. She was delighted at the chain of sounds the Orion was releasing in reaction, all the way up to her climax.

She didn’t know if it was the length of time she had been touching Hora or just her own arousal, but she wasn’t ready to let the session end with one sole orgasm. Xiana pulled her mouth away from the woman’s chest and pulled her hand out, brought it to her lips, and licked Hora’s juices off her skin, almost as if putting on a show.

When done, she slipped back down the captain’s body until she was face to face with her pussy. Xiana slid her hands under Hora’s thighs and moved her closer until her mouth met her entrance. She had lost the slow, delicate movements she had earlier. This time around, her tongue explored quickly, but attentively. She didn’t let any spot inside her go without being lapped. Moaning against her, the noise caused a vibration. By the sounds she was making, how she incorporated her whole mouth into eating the captain out, and how tightly she grabbed onto Hora’s legs, one might’ve thought she was enjoying the best meal of her life.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Inspire them to do better, encourage them.” Kaylee suggested. “The belittling needs to end.”

“Work with them. Show them where they went wrong. The team is good and competent. But I won’t let one angry apple destroy a crate.”

“And we’ve been losing people for a long time. But at least now we have an enemy to face and fight. And I need everyone to work together to devise weapons to stop them.”​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

It took great efforts to not let any facial expressions give away his disagreement, but he inferred his stubbornnesss would just guide them in circles. “Fine, I’ll try to be more leniant when they’re wasteful.”

On the topic of loss, he visibly grew more uncomfortable. Araiza stood up straight, mumbling an empty “Right” in response.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Maybe she should have him build torpedo’s? Alone. But she needed him to share his knowledge and skills. Maybe if she had him do instructional holograms while doing his job?

Ooh… what if she replaced his team with holographic clones of him? Could she justify the energy expenditure? Yes. Should she though? Not yet, he needed the socialization time more than a Klingon needed a good fight and blood wine.

“Thank you,” Kaylee said as she left his area. The door closing behind her.​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

He waited until he couldn’t hear any footsteps in the hallway before retrieving the very box the chief had brought him. He opened it and gave a quick lookover. Something could come out of it with a little overtime, he was sure.

“Dark Fire, power the room down as soon as I leave,” he called out, his arms full as he headed out the door on route to his Workshop.