USS Dark Fire (IC)

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

She certainly didn’t want to hurt the other woman to see the results in action, so she allowed her hand to be guiding, hoping the doctor didn’t notice her cheeks redden or her chest raise and fall in an increasing rhythm.

“Maybe, um, maybe we should move to the other exercises,” Xiana suggested. Was it getting warmer? Those candles would be the death of her.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1620

L’Sa:​

“Very well,” L’Sa replied, straightening up, which caused the fabric of her crop top too form twin peaks at the points of her hard nipples. Pon Farr was coming soon, she realized. And the Human woman was very attractive. Did humans women enjoy sex the same as Vulcan women?

Slowly she moved through the first kata and then stepped behind the doctor and guided her body, hands, and legs through the move.

And then the second and third, her fingertips light as she touched to guide her through the positions. Thankfully not over much, as more physical contact with allow her to start perceiving the other woman’s emotions. And humans had a hard time controlling their emotions.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

With the new activity, Xiana was finding concentrating easier. What was wrong with her, having suggestive thoughts of her friend? She focused on replicating the movements. She was, after all, there to learn

“Am I moving okay?” she asked, looking over her shoulder for affirmation. While Xiana was good on a track and with her hands, her core would occasionally feel too loose. She was thin, but could benefit from additional muscles in the area.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1625

L’Sa:

“You will get better in time. This is your first lesson after all. But yes, you are doing fine.” Humans needed more positive response than a Vulcan, but she’d already gone through this with Jordan.

Although her training sessions with him had had more physical contact than the Doctor would desire. Much more.. intimate.. contact.

Resting her hands on the woman’s hips she shifted her position as the flood of emotions ripped through her. Only Vulcan willpower kept her hands steady and from breaking human bone. Kneeling she moved her hands and slid the right foot several centimeters out before standing again, her eyes drawn to the woman’s neck.

Biologically humans and Vulcan's were identical, excepting the green blood and chromosomal configuration. Did they like being kissed and licked on the neck as well? Breathing slowly she reset her emotional conflict and stepped in front to position the doctors hands in the correct end placement.

“Move through the Kata again, and remember, you should end in this position. Or as close as you can get on the first day.”

Had the Human ever had sex with a Vulcan, or another female? She had, on earth as an experiment of sorts. It alleviated Pon Farr even if it did not quench Blood Fire.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Visuals helped her. Xiana nodded and replicated her movements without hurry, wanting to be as accurate as she possibly could. She had good balance, thankfully, and she hoped with enough practice it would lead to muscle memory. How long had it taken L’Sa? Vulcan dexterity must’ve been helpful.

Returning to the first position, she looked at the doctor. “Did I do good?”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1630

L’Sa:​

“You are doing adequately for a first time,” L’Sa replied. “May I ‘pick your brain’.”

“Flatten your hand, like a board. Stiffen the muscles in it, your wrist, and forearm. When you strike it must be as hard as steel, in order to properly incapacitate the opponent.”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

She began to incorporate the physical suggestions until she had a realization she found amusing.

“Leshu’sa’atix” Xiana began with a small smile, standing straight, “I never thought I’d see you use a human euphamism so naturally. You must be secretly growing fonder of humans.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1630

L’Sa:​

“Jordan has been teaching me your vocabulary patterns for over a decade.” L’Sa replied. “And your vocabulary is very good. Though it’s not pronounced how a Human would pronounce it. Leshu means Bearer, ’sa’atix is Freedom. In human it would properly translate as the Bearer of Freedom. In a proper name an additional hyphen is added in the written and an ‘ah’ sound in the spoken.”

“When spoken together the meaning is inverse, hence Bearer of Freedom becomes Freedom Bearer.”

“And the Human scent is less harsh than a Gorn, Klingon, or Andorian.” She added, looking at the Doctor curiously.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

She should’ve expected a correction, but she had no complaints. It was pleasant to learn.

She gave her a horrified look at the mention of a scent, paling. “Oh dear,” Xiana mumbled, instantly looking down at her own body. Did she smell bad? She made sure to shower and deodorize prior to. Maybe her perfume worsened with sweat or the smell of candles? “Is it me? I’m sorry.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1635

L’Sa:

“Your scent is more pleasant than many. Female Vulcan’s have a reduced Strength and Stamina, but we compensate with heightened visual and olfactory acuity. Females are the better marksmen in the Vulcan Military.”

“You should not worry yourself, a Human would not detect any scent, nor would most Vulcan’s female or otherwise. It is only or close proximity which allows me to smell you. It’s like… ah yes an Earth dessert. Pumpkin pie.”

“As for the pronunciation you did most well, I have thirty years of experience speaking your language and ten of that was mate bonded to Jordan.”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

She smelled like… pumpkin pie? What a peculiar skill of the Vulcans. Being someone so concerned with her presentation, she didn’t hate the description.

Xiana reached and gathered all her hair in one hand, pulling it over her left shoulder. “My perfume does have hints of honey. With you not being the only Vulcan I’ll ever meet… would you tell me if the scents clash?” she asked, exposing her neck.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1635

L’Sa:​

Stepping closer, her C-cups almost brushing the other woman’s she leaned in and inhaled slowly through her nose. “No… they do not. The contrast is most… pleasant.”

Jordan often kissed and bit her neck from this position. And in the Blood Fever of Pan Farr she often bit him extremely hard in the same places. But he never objected. But his were much more gentle, always eliciting a moan from her. Did Human women respond the same way? She knew she hadn’t been the first female he’d been with, had he learned it with other women?

She needed to back away but she didn’t really want to.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Xiana couldn’t tell if the room was pulsing or it was her heartbeat making her ears ring. She almost couldn’t believe what she was saying. She turned her head to face the other woman, her lips a mere inches away from L’Ss’s. Her eyelids hovered lazily as she glanced at the other’s mouth, then back up to her eyes, quiet.

“I’m glad it’s pleasant,” she said, her voice lowered, completely still, “I like pleasing people.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1640

L’Sa:​

Reaching out L’Sa right hand touched the Doctor’s stomach, the fingers just barely touching her skin. “You never answered my question,” she finally replied, her eyes locking on the Doctors’.

“May I pick your Brain?” She asked again, softly. Before she licked her lips. Why was her mouth so dry?​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

As soon as she was about to say yes, Xiana’s common sense decided to make an appearance. She took the doctor’s wrist and slowly removed it from her body, taking a step back.

“I’m sorry, I just. I can’t do this,” she said rapidly, pushing hair out of her face when the lust in her chest became shame. She couldn’t look the other woman in her eyes. What the hell had she been thinking?

“You’re going through your Pon Farr and I’m sure that has your arousal going rogue which is likely why you’re so open to this,” she said quickly, “and if we do this you’ll regret it and we won’t be friends anymore and I’ll be alone.”

Her stammering was messing with her breathing. “And I could never do that to Jordan. I have to go.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1645

L’Sa:​

“A human shares logic when logic should not be shared.” L’Sa replied stepping back as well. “My Pon Farr is some time yet. And you have more practice. Meditation is what is needed.”

“And I have never been not open to… this.” She added calmly. Perhaps the Doctor didn’t like non-Human’s. “Stay and meditate, you need to learn how, as well as the names of the kata’s.”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

“I can’t stay,” Xiana insisted, frowning. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but she knew it would just be sex. If she didn’t value the other, it would be okay. How would the following day go? And the next?

“If I stay, and you let me, I’ll want to kiss you. I’ll want to feel your body until I know it all. I’ll want to devour you and look you in the eyes until you’re coming undone against my fingers,” she heaved, “and that’s just an awful thing to want to do to a friend’s wife.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1645

L’Sa:​

“As you wish, but he already knows I have thought about you.” She replied, finally lower her hand to her side.

“But as you said, it may be my Pon Farr approaching, though normally it does not begin to affect me until much closer to the time.”

Reaching up she watched the other woman, as she placed her fingers delicately on her face, much like Jordan had that first night. And then she allowed Xiana to feel the edge of her emotions. A torrent of wants and needs, she could feel ever hair on her own skin, she could smell the toothpaste Xiana had used in the morning. She could see the dilatation of a pupil. Hear the thrumming heartbeat in Xiana’s chest and her own.

And there was another emotion, further away but there. Always there. Part of her but separate. Memories slid through the pathways, hints of memories of Vulcan passion. Both in battle and bed.

Memories of passion. And a glimmer of just why Vulcan’s maintained there emotions. L’Sa was strong enough to bend a bulkhead, if need be, and gentle enough to caress a cheek.

Without even looking the scent of a candle blowing out drifted to her nose. The center one based on the air current in the room. And then her fingertips separated from Xiana’s temple and it was like learning to breathe again, but less than a second had transpired.

Reaching she pulled her cut off shirt over her head. "Your choice..."​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Xiana had never thought herself to be much of an extrovert. She always did her best to be composed, appear her best, do the best. Right at that moment, as she felt the overwhelming sensations granted by the woman before her, followed by the churns of a conflicted stomach, she knew not what to do or say. She knew of consequences as she did of surrendering. She knew of candor as she did of choice. Most of all, she knew what she wanted.

As soon as L’Sa lowered arms to her sides, Xiana slowly stepped forward. She raised both of her hands and took the woman’s face with delicacy. She inspected every part of her face, as if she were trying to memorize it. Her body against the other’s, she closed the gap between them, taking L’Sa’s lips in hers. Not in a rush, not in intensity, but with care and calmness.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1650

L’Sa:​

Returning the kiss L’Sa felt Jordan in the back of her head, he wasn’t watching or anything, busy with his duties. But he knew what was happening, even if he didn’t know the details. It was like two people in the house next door were doing this,

... with a window open.

Stepping into Xiana’s embrace was a slow and deliberate motion, her hands sliding into the other woman’s hair. Her fingers touch pleasure points she hadn’t told Xiana about. That was the nice ting about being a xenobiologist. She knew a great many things about human’s pleasure centers.

Moaning softly, she felt Xiana’s colder body against her own, like a cold room with a warm blanket as the snow fell.

“Bedroom?” she sighed as the kiss broke. “Or here?”​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

Every touch seemed all too short no matter how many times L’Sa repeated it. It wasn’t enough. With someone as intoxicating as her, she wondered if it would ever be enough. She dragged out each movement of the kiss, in sync with the other’s lips and eventual mouth. She caressed her tongue with her own and let her hands wander throughout the Vulcan’s body.

Catching her breath as their embrace broke, Xiana began to remove her prends with deliberation. It wasn’t long before her own breasts were free, her once hidden legs soon following, leaving a thin pair of panties on. What she lacked in upper body muscle she made up with shapely legs and a memorable set of hips. “Bedroom,” she nodded, extending her hand to the doctor.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Hora
Hora headed back to the bridge, her conversation with Second Lieutenant Araiza still lingering in her thoughts. She mentally replayed their exchange, scrutinizing her responses and the way she had framed her arguments. She was confident she had countered his accusations with solid reasoning, yet his frustration and anger remained. He firmly believed that officers of his rank were bearing the brunt of systemic inequities. When she presented statistical evidence that Dark Fire’s captains and senior leaders faced even harsher circumstances, his reaction was combative.

Facts, she knew, rarely had the power to shift deep-seated feelings. Araiza carried a heavy chip on his shoulder when it came to senior leadership, and despite her best efforts, she had failed to pierce that barrier with logic alone.

As she stepped onto the bridge, the Officer of the Deck, Lieutenant Harris, approached with a concise report. “Captain, sensors show no contacts, and the minefield deployment is 94% complete.”

Satisfying smile crossed her face. “Good,” she said with excitement.

“Also, Commander Reese wishes to discuss the Astrometrics data from the probe,” he added.

Hora nodded. “Thanks for the heads-up.”

Even as she acknowledged the update, her focus had already shifted. She was scrolling through personnel files, searching for a suitable replacement for Second Lieutenant Araiza. The conversation had illuminated a truth—he wasn’t the right fit. Now, she needed someone who was.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1610

Reeves:
Walking back to the bridge Reeves reviewed the regulations surrounding an Officer wishing to separate from Starfleet and he couldn’t find anything helpful for the Lt. As the files should he wasn’t even close to the end of his service requirement.

And while he was at it he reviewed the grounds for removing a Captain from their position. And that was even more difficult as the Regulations were very specific and direct.

To wit: The Executive Officer may relieve the Commanding Officer of a ship or vessel ONLY when he or she can prove that the Captain is medically or mentally unfit for duty, is deliberately hazarding his or her ship and crew or is engaged in operations or deliberations aimed at espionage or treason.

And since none of those conditions existed he couldn’t do anything without committing Mutiny. Which was treason and an execution offense.

Stepping onto the bridge he nodded to the Deck Officer and walked over to the Captain. “I had an impromptu meeting with Mr. Araiza. He asked me to meet him in his work area. I’m assuming it was after you spoke with him as he was extremely agitated, even for a human.”

“I may have started resolving the matter concerning him. He’ll be on emergency medical leave for the next seven days. I’ll have Lieutenant Skye assign someone to his duty station during the specified time, unless you have someone in mind.”

“I’ll have full reports on everything on your desk by morning.” He started to turn away before pausing and turning back. “Also Captain, what’s the contingency plan of a non-hostile coming through the worm hole without a deactivation code for the mine field? Will they be destroyed accidentally? That would be a hostile action against a non-enemy and a breach of the Articles of the Federation to wit:

Interstellar Law: United Federation of Planets: Starfleet Command: Volume 35, Issue 2 Paragraph 2022, pages 315 through 335:

The article examines when the prohibition of the use of force allows Member Races to use force against neutral ships outside territorial space. It presents the argument that the prohibition of the use of force forbids certain practices that have been permitted under traditional Interstellar law. This affects the legality of blockades and visit and search operations against neutral ships outside territorial space. The prohibition of the use of force prohibits operations that do not discriminate between ships that contribute to the enemy war effort and those that do not. Therefore, visit and search operations can only be based on specific suspicions against individual ships. Blockades, which are by definition indiscriminate, cannot be enforced outside territorial space. This view is supported by the logic and structure of the prohibition of the use of force as well as the available Member Race practice and opinio juris.”

“As such any active minefield that doesn’t discriminate would be a violation of Starfleet and United Federation of Planets Law and would constitute Treason.”

“As such we’d need to ensure that the mines do not ‘active’ and destroy a non Silver Parasite ship.”

Sighing he looked at her. “I had to get help from the ship to find the specific statute covering this situation. And I’d really not be required to have you removed from the Captain’s seat.”

“As this is not Federation controlled space, it’s outside our territorial space. So we need to get those mines tuned to the specific frequency of the enemy shields, or the metal they use. Possibly leave a shuttle with crew here to active the mine field if a hostile ship comes through the wormhole.”

“Unless you have an alternative and preferably better solution?” He hated playing Devil’s advocate, but it was his job, and Duty, to protect the Captain from harm, even if they were doing it to themselves.

Stardate 29870605.1650

L’Sa:
Laying on the bed, their naked bodies entwined L’Sa lightly stroked Xiana’s back. Jordan enjoyed it as she was touching multiple pleasure nerves in the motion, so she calculated Xiana would enjoy it as well.

“I hope that I was acceptable in my actions. It has been some time since I’ve been with another woman.” She said softly. Closing her eyes she focused on the background noise that was Jordan and determined that he was in Engineering based on his mood and what he was thinking about.

Reopening her eyes she looked at Xiana’s naked body. Human’s and Vulcan’s were so very similar in form. Vulcan’s had more nerve endings but Humans were far more... expressive... in their feelings, both physical and emotional.​

 

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◅ XIANA MARLOWE ▻​

In her experience—the brevity of it anyway—Xiana had expected to bolt out of the quarters the moment it was over. The idea of fake pleasantries and small talk sounded foreign. As she relaxed under the other woman’s touch, spent and with her face glowing, she was doing just fine.

Too fine. Her cheek resting on a pillow, she eyed a nearby wall, her overthinking returning to its scheduled program. “On the contrary, I think you were marvelous,” she answered tenderly. Her breathing calm, she sat up, instinctively combing her fingers through her hair to tidy her appearance.

“I’ll be okay either way,” she started, looking down to the doctor, “but did this mean anything to you? I don’t regret it by any means. I just... I don’t want to ruin anything or mess with anything, especially now that you’re expanding your family.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Stardate 29870605.1655

L’Sa:

“Yes. My species does not engage in ‘random hookups’ if Jordan has explained that meaning sufficiently. I have previously experimented with interactions with other females, but not while pair bonded with Jordan, though he and I have discussed such a circumstance in case it ever happened.”

“He and I also spoke at great length about sexuality and group relationships including Poly-amorous relationships. We have both agreed that attempting to add a male to our dynamic would be hazardous as two males would naturally attempt to dominate each other unless one was submissive by nature, and Vulcan females cannot abide weak males. We always seek out strong partners, it is our natural instinct.”

“You are also the only female we have encountered that we both find attracted, though Lieutenant Skye was considered for a while she would be unacceptable due to her rank and position in the hierarchy of the ship. Though she has expressed interest in both myself and the Commander. As a Trill she is omnisexual by nature as she has been both male and female at times in her lives.”

“The Captain has also expressed aggressive tendencies towards Jordan, but neither he or I find her overly amorous nature or appearance to be acceptable. He and I seek to add one to our union, not half the ship.”

Was she making a joke at the Captain’s expense, or was she serious about how many the Captain had slept with?

“While not unheard-of Poly-amorous are rare amongst Vulcans occurring once every two or three generations as the complexities of the Vulcan pair Bonding are increased with multiple mates. And Vulcan males tend to kill each other during Blood Fever.”

“Both of us find you to be smart, enjoyable in communication, and physically attractive.” Pausing for a moment before she spoke again L’Sa considered her words. “If however, are you asking if I’m in love with you the answer is, no. Vulcan’s are by necessity slower to feel that emotion, though for those that we do feel that way we are protective and territorial. It must be reciprocal and grown like a flower. But it would be possible for me and Jordan to grow in that fashion.”​