USS Dark Fire (IC)

[milkmaiden38]

Hora

Hora widened her legs more and pressed her hips at Xianas face so she could taste her sweet cunt. Xiana’s tongue attacked her cunt with quick tongue motions and licks, a deep moan reverberated through Hora’s body. Xiana actions were driven by lust. Her beautiful face buried into Hora’s pussy.

The captain was enjoying it all, placing her hands on Xiana’s head and riding her face. Xiana’s eagerly licked at hora’s juicy love tunnel. As minutes passed, Hora could feel herself get closer to orgasm under Xiana’s tongue. Wanting to extend her pleasure, she pulled her hips away from Xiana’s face. Preventing her own orgasm.

Xiana trying to reach her pussy, but Orions are much stronger than humans. Hora pushed Xiana onto her back and then swung her leg over her head. Suddenly the two women were now in a 69 position with Hora on top.

Hora lowered her pussy back to Xiana’s loving mouth. As she also pulled off Xiana’s panties. Hora spread Xiana legs, and drove in to the doctor’s exposed, sensitive pussy. Hora had expert oral skills! Xiana swollen pussy lips were licked and sucked as Hora’s tongue darted over her overly excited clit. Hora’s licks were long strokes that drove Xiana crazy with passion. Her hot juices were flowing so strongly that they were all over Hora’s face … dripping from her green chin!

Xiana’s mouth had returned to Hora’s pussy while this was happening. It only took a short while, until Hora gasped and came on her face. Xiana loved feeling Hora’s orgasming pussy squeeze and quiver all over her tongue and lips.

Xiana continued to suck and lick her, which just prolonged Hora’s orgasm.

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

It was only a few more moments until Xiana reached her own climax. She pressed her head back onto the mattress as she cursef in pleasure. She was sure her hair was a mess, her clothes were wrinkled, and her face was drenched and red, but as she peaked, she couldn’t make herself care.

All too soon, the delight began to die down. The orgasm, while incredibly powerful, acted as a switch to Xiana. With her chest moving quickly, she caught her breath and slowly withdrew from the Orion. She waited until her legs, shaky as they were, were more stable to get on her feet.

“Well…” she breathed, composing herself and starting to gather her clothing. She wasn’t even tempted to find a mirror. Instead, she dressed herself, leaving her panties in case the captain felt like keeping a souvenir. Fully dressed, she combed her hair through her fingers and turned to Hora.

“I’m not quite one for talking after that,” Frankly, she wasn’t one for sex up until that moment either, but that was information just for her. “But I did enjoy it. I should get going, though. It’s late and I have an early start tomorrow.”

True to her word that she didn’t intend any romance, she politely nodded to the captain and left the room, tiredly heading back to her quarters, half in a rush and half wanting to avoid anyone noticing the droplets running down her legs.

 

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Hora

As Xiana departed the holodeck and the doors closed, Hora put her hands behind her head and laid back on the bed. “Humans… can’t live with them… can’t kill them!” She joked.

She had wanted to discuss with the Doctor about what had changed her mind. Why was she under so much stress? Did the sex relieve the stress? A little more feedback on the sex would have been nice, besides “I did enjoy it.” What did she like? Was she satisfied? What about the pheromones?

As Hora thought, laying naked on the bed. She decided to get some sunlight “Computer… enhance UV light to Orion standard. I want to collect some photosynthesis energy.” The light in the holodeck turned a slightly bluer color as the UV light increased. She needed to be naked and above the sheets on the bed to get a good dose. So this was a good time to photosynthesize.

“What did I learn about the good doctor?” Hora asked out loud. Her pussy twitched at the thought of the Doctor. “She has a good tongue” Hora joked. Clearly, the woman was direct, and had courage. She cut short the casual dinner, to speak her mind. She had the courage to tell off her captain. She had the courage to change her mind about having sex.

She also wanted to be in control. She had been the main force in their love making. She was also a risk taker. She had been offered safer sex options… via simulations and her choice was with real people. She wanted to try the pheromones.

What about those tattoos? What about the scar across her lower back? Hora wondered.

“I hope she trusts me a bit more…” Hora said out loud. “I think I trust and respect her more” Hora added for herself.

“Computer… generate a handsome male servant, to bring me some ale… and some of the that BBQ brisket. It smells good” Hora ordered the holodeck computer.

1 hour later

Captain Hora walked onto the bridge in her Victorian western outfit. She waved off the Officer of the Deck and walked over to Commander Reeves

“Howdy Partner! What's the word on gitting the herd to maximum warp? When're we reaching the wormhole… and who should I rustle up for breakfast? Doc Marlowe and y'all are a sure thing”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870526.1500

“Are you feeling alright Captain,” Cmdr. Reeves asked raising an eyebrow in surprise over the captain’s language. “It’s English, but it’s.. not. What’s a herd? Rustling? Is the universal Translator broken?”

“Dark Fire, run a diagnostic on the translator matrix.”

“The Translator matrix is operating at peak efficiency, Commander.” Dark Fire replied as it’s holo image appeared. “The Captain was using a holo suite set for 1800’s America, old west.”

“I see,” Reeves replied. He didn’t see but he’d accept the explanation.

“We should be able to bring the transwarp drive online within another hour and the journey to the Warm hole is approximately seven days, if it’s where we’ve calculated it to be”

"And the individuals at the Captain's breakfast is at the Captain's discretion."​

 

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Hora

“I thought you’d like this outfit better than my night gown and pink fuzzy slippers” Hora commented with a giggly voice as she did a little twirl.

“For breakfast, you, Dr Marlowe, our new security officer First Lieutenant Jovovich, Lt Sol, our chief engineer Lt Frye, your wife. After breakfast, have the senior staff assemble for a briefing on the wormhole.” Hora ordered in a normal voice with a big smile on her face. “I’m going to my quarters to change into my uniform”

Hora walked off the bridge. The commander could not miss that the Captain was in a good mood. Her skin also looked a deeper green color than normal.

Pic of First Lieutenant Jovovich
https://forum.literotica.com/threads/uss-dark-fire-ooc.1611930/#post-98990989

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870526.1515

After the Captain left the bridge, the Helmsman looked at Reeves. “Do you think..”

“There will be no conjecture or supposition about the reason behind the Captain apparent good mood.” Reeves interrupted as his gaze scanned across the faces of the crew. “Have I made myself clear?”

A dozen heads nodded silently as he went back to watching the tactical holo-display of the ship. “Darkfire, inform the selected people that they will be attending the breakfast and the meeting tomorrow.”

“Compliance, Commander Reeves.”

****

Sitting in his new Office the SecChief wondered if bets had started on how long he’d last.

***

Looking over the reading Kaylee considered scheduling Araiza a counseling session. It would have to be with Xiana if she did, but then Alfredo would be pissed at her…

***

Turning from the duty roster board K’alena smiled and looked at her staff and then rotated the board to show the latest betting pool….​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

The next morning, with dark circles under her eyes, Xiana quietly found the location of the propositioned breakfast. She had but a blink of sleep, made more evident by the looseness of her ponytail and the mismatched buttoning of her top’s collar.

After a few hours of tossing and turning in her bed, she had figured getting ahead of the day would be the best attempt at tiring herself out. She had sent messages to the fallen’s families or closest comrades, expressing her task and her intent to let them honor their loved ones as they wished. She had come up with a new set of queries for the parasite. She had finished her pending paperwork, cleaned Scuti’s enclosure, did some research, and even squeezed in an early-morning run. Yet, no sleep. She’d request melatonin for the evening to come or, as a last resort, for K’alena to hit her in the head straight into unconsciousness.

“The lights in these hallways are abysmal,” she lamented as she encountered the others. For the occasion, she had retrieved a pair of glasses, used solely for when her vision was tired. The lenses made her already buggy eyes look even larger. “I appreciate the invitation, but is there any particular reason for this breakfast?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0700

Looking over at the others as he walked through the doors Commander Reeves replied. “No, it’s the Captain prerogative to invite individuals to have breakfast with them, on any ship or base. Most people find it an honor.”

“To much to drink, Doctor?” K’alena asked as she stood up when Reeves entered the room.

Taking a seat beside her husband L’Sa glanced at the doctor, as Kaylee and the New SecChief walked in.

Looking extremely uncomfortable Kalen took a seat across from Kaylee.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

“Oh, then, how kind of the Captain,” she replied. She had to admit that she was nervous about the aftermath of the previous night’s whereabouts. She just barely felt as if she was earning the respect of her colleagues. What if it was thrown out the window the moment it got out?

Was her appearance that brutal? Xiana felt her stomach sink. She shook her head at K’alena’s comment. “I wish.” At least then she’d have an explanation.

Noticing a new face, she approached the new head of security. “I don’t believe we’ve met. I’m Dr. Marlowe. Psychiatry.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0700

“First Lieutenant Kalen Jovovich, Chief of Security.” Kalen said, holding out his hand. “Lt Cmdr. Aegeri’s replacement.”

Looking around the room he wondered how long before the Captain showed up. It was a good thing he’d gotten the message last night or he’d have eaten a lot earlier this morning. As it was he was getting a bit hungry. Not enough for his stomach to make noise, but enough for him to notice it.

Was the Doctor going to head shrink him over the death of the Commander? Or being the one to replace him? Did he need a head shrink?​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Xiana nodded in understanding and shook his hand. “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m certain you’ll do a wonderful job. Welcome to the team.”

Ending with a polite smile, Xiana found a seat beside K’alena. She resisted the urge to lay her head on the table’s surface. Instead, she removed her glasses and wiped them clean with the bottom of her top. She directed her attention to everyone in the room. “Was there a menu established for the breakfast? Or will it be personally catered, like in the last meeting?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0700

“I don’t know what the Captain has planned,” Reeves said. “I guess we’ll just have to wait.”

Shaking the Doctor’s hand as well Kaylee smiled. “I hope we get a menu, the chef is really good at french toast with fruit and whipped cream.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

“Fruit sounds absolutely lovely. I would give anything for a fresh pomegranate, just cut in half and a spoon,” she replied. She was thankful for the meals provided on the ship, but she did miss the authenticity of some items every now and again.

Xiana slid her glasses back on, blinking a few times to readjust her vision. She considered bringing up the ceremonies she was orchestrating, but decided it was too dull of a topic so early in the morning. She’d likely have to reiterate it during their meeting anyway. Still, having casual talk with her coworkers, with the exception of K’alena, still felt odd.

“So…” she began, attempting to get a conversation rolling. “Anything exciting happening with anyone? I personally exceeded my running time today and I’m quite proud.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0700

“I’m still looking for a drinking partner,” K’alena said looking at Reeves with a challenge in her voice.

“As I’ve said in the past, I don’t drink.” He replied smoothly as he sipped orange juice. “And I advise everyone to say no that offer.”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

“Even if you did, Commander, I doubt you’d be able to outdrink K’alena,” Xiana piped in. In recalling the last time she had drank with the Klingon, she was still shocked she was able to appear in stable condition the next day. She didn’t know if to respect or fear that tolerance.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0700

Raising an eyebrow L’Sa asked, “Have you attempted such an event, Doctor?”

Sipping her own juice watched the Doctor and K’alena for any hints of such an event.

“I hope not, you’ll end up with alcohol poisoning.” Reeves informed the Doctor.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Xiana held in the urge to cringe. Idiot. Of course, the two were correct, but an omission wouldn’t harm anymore. She mentally prayed K’alena would take the hint.

“There is a jug of water over there calling my name,” she spoke quickly with a cheeky grin. As she got out of her seat to serve herself, she continued. “I’ve been meaning to ask, how long have you all been on board?”

 

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Breakfast

Lt Sol was the next to arrive. The big, hulking dinosaur in a star fleet uniform almost got his tail caught in the closing doors. Standing over 6’7” tall. He was the biggest person in the room. His massive canine teeth hung over his lip and jaw. Was he smiling or hungry? It was hard to tell.

The only chair that was open was next to Xiana. He squeezed into the chair. Then he looked over to Xiana and gave her a little warning growl. Basically, get near my plate and I’ll eat your arm off.

A look of disapproval was given by Commander Reeves.

“My jaw could tear her arm off and snap her fore-arm in two” Lt Sol stated, his sharp teeth glinting back at the commander.

What Lt Sol did not know, was Captain Hora had come into the mess, as he was talking.

Captain Hora placed her two hands on the shoulders of Lt Sol.

“Lieutenant,” Hora began, “You will learn that strength is not measured by the size of your claws or the force of your bite, but by the unity of your crew and the strength of your resolve.”

“Yes, Captain” Lt Sol replied with respect

“Welcome to breakfast. Today everyone can order their favorite foods. The chef will prepare them.” Hora explained as she walked around to the other end of the table and sat down.

“I shall be having a fruit bowl from earth, buttery croissant, and coffee” Hora told everyone. “Also while everyone is ordering, please tell us a little about yourself. Lt Sol… you first”

Lt Sol ordered “Thermal-Seared Begguk & Lulma, make sure the Begguk is raw”

“My name is Lt Zosh Sol, I’m a croco-lamia species from a Dyson Sphere. I grew up on the sphere. I joined star fleet with a desire, aspiration, to become a commanding officer” Lt Sol stated as he glanced over to Captain Hora at the last part.

“You missed the best part, tell us about your girlfriend?” Hora interrupted

“I’m trying to date a warmblood, a Twi’lek. Her name is Lt Loka Bumma. She is nice to me” Lt Sol said in a shy kind of way. This was as soft and vulnerable as he could get. Lt Sol tail was going back and forth like a metronome. He was clearly nervous.

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Under decent rest, Xiana would’ve certainly been more frightened. Instead, it was annoyance that reflected on her face at Lt. Sol’s statement. Any inclination towards a polite greeting was gone. “If you could reserve the observations until after breakfast, it would be greatly appreciated. Your hostility is spoiling my appetite.”

Comfortably back in her seat, her heavy eyes didn’t leave her glass of water. Whether she was zoning out or zeroing into the liquid was anyone’s guess. It was an informal event, correct? How many bubbles could she count before she had to come back to reality? She autonomously nodded every few sentences in at least some type of attempt to make it seem like she was listening.

She needed a pick me up, or that gruesome beverage she had served the commander days prior. Requesting some tea with the highest amounts of caffeine available and a bowl of oatmeal, Xiana squeezed her eyes shut to increase their moisture and considered her own possible answers for when her turn came.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870527.0705

“Spicy Plomeek Broth and orange juice with a cinnamon roll, please.” Doctor L’Sa said before looking over at the Counselor. “I’ve been aboard the Dark Fire for three years, two months, and seven days.”

“I came been aboard the Dark Fire for just under three years, Doctor.” Commander Reeves said as he ordered Maple Cinnamon Oatmeal with cinnamon Toast and a double Raktajino.

Major K’alena ordered Gagh – alive. And Rokeg Blood Pie. And a Raktajino of course, with Targ Milk. Then she responded to the Doctor’s question with, “I’ve been stationed aboard the Dark Fire for a nineteen months. With not nearly enough battles.”

Hesitating the New SecChief ordered pancakes with maple syrup and a bowl of grapefruit. To drink he just had water. “I’ve been aboard the ship for nine months, Doctor. Before that I was at the Starfleet Military Training Center as I transitioned from the M.A.C.O. Corp into Security.”

“I’ve been aboard Dark Fire for just over eight months in this life, but I think it’s close to twenty-nine years in total.” Kaylee replied before ordering her French toast – just crispy, with raspberry sauce and Lida Fruit. And a warm cup of Klah which was similar in smell and look to a Vanilla Cinnamon Chai Tea.

(and yes all the alien foods are real from Alpha and Beta Memory Groups)
(Star Trek Wikipedia's)​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

The doors of the establishment opened mid-conversation, although only an angled head made itself visible. Araiza poked his head into the frame. “Good morning, excuse my interruption Captain, Commander, doctors, lieutenants. Hey Chief,” he greeted, giving Kaylee a head raise. His voice was shaky but warm.

The male’s body remained hidden behind the wall as he continued. “I’m sorry for showing up unannounced, but I’m having trouble locating some medical assistance. There’s been a small incident. Nothing critical. Could I borrow Dr. L’Sa for a moment?”

The small incident happened to be on Araiza’s right shoulder, where a large cut was soaking through makeshift bandages and his attire. He pressed his large hand tightly against the wound, careful not to show his superiors neither the injury nor his panic.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

“Of course,” L’Sa replied. “Although one normally borrows an item not a sentient individual.” She replied standing up and walking into the hallway. Her white Medical skin suit accentuating her form rather than truly concealing anything. Normally she wore a doctor coat over it as the skinsuit was also a thermal suit to keep her warm on the ship.

Once in the hallway she asked him to remove his hand from the injury so she could examine it. “You’ll need stitches and dermal regeneration. Would you prefer the Medical bay or a holodeck?” She asked. Since he hadn’t gone to medical and there were staff there always, he obviously didn’t want this to be on his record.​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

“I’ll never be able to get that human figurative language through to you, will I?” Araiza chuckled. He gave an excusing look to the crew and ducked fully into the hallway.

“Holodeck would be best, thanks,” he answered, immediately returning his hand once she was done observing the wound. He wasn’t too worried—he figured if he was still walking and talking, he wasn’t about to bleed out or anything. Still, he took deep breaths to get through the pain.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Going to the nearest holo-suite she called up a medical facility and directed Araiza to take off his shirt and sit on the table.

“Most likely you will not,” L’Sa told him as she used a medical tricorder to more fully analyze the injury.

“How did this occur?” she asked as Dark Fire generated the equipment she needed as she asked for it. Using a Hypospray she anesthetized the region of the wound. “That will help with the pain,” she told him. “Do you wish to be conscious as I suture the wound?”​

 

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◅ ALFREDO ARAIZA ▻​

Undoing his uniform’s buttons was the easy part; it was the removal of his undershirt that caused a quiet groan of pain. The white t-shirt was a lost cause at this point anyway. One wash and it’d go straight into his cleaning supplies.

Araiza hissed at the sensation of the spray, attempting to talk through it afterwards. “There were some steel residues that hadn’t been filed left hanging off a table. Caught the corner when picking something up,” he explained. He wasn’t technically lying, just leaving out how he had left his subordinates on their own for an hour to continue with his own project. Before looking for L’Sa, he had checked on them, assured all was under control, and left in a hurry.

“Conscious. I don’t wanna risk being groggy.”