The Evening continues

Posted on Sat May 16th, 2020 @ 12:22pm by Lieutenant Kah'lyn Chiara-Rivers & Lieutenant Commander Croesus

365 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Episode 106 – Stalemate
Location: Various
Timeline: MD3 evening

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Kah’lyn smiled as she propped her head up on her hand and looked at Croesus as she trailed her fingers across his chest. “You weren’t kidding when you said that fighting gets your testosterone going were you?!” She grinned as she rolled onto her back on the grass. “I’m not sure if I’ll be able to walk out of here after all the rough and tumble we just enjoyed!”

" Next time we can try level 3. This program had a twist I don't remember it having. I loved the cat fight at the end. Our time is almost up. Any regrets?" Croesus asked her.

Kah’lyn shook her head. “None at all.” She grinned as she sat up with a slight groan. “I have to admit, I didn’t realise Klingons even half Klingons were so...physical when it came to love making! Not that I’m complaining.”

" Honey that's my human libido driving this. You haven't seen me Klingon yet. You are half Romulan, what's that like? I was told they are all sneaky, you are not sneaky, much?" Croesus joked.

Kah’lyn smiled. “Ohh I’m sneaky! When I want to be.” She picked up her clothes and started dressing. “To be honest I know nothing of my Romulan father, I know nothing about Romulans at all except for what Starfleet knows. All I know is that people hate Romulans and I’ve found that out for myself enough times.” She hung her head. “All I’ve ever wanted is to belong somewhere.”

" You belong on the 400 and with me. There is a small Romulan colony not far from Starbase 23 that is Federation friendly. I could take you there. Many years ago, in another job title I did some recon there. We can go next week?" Croesus offered.

Kah’lyn paused and looked at Croesus. “I...I’d like that. Thank you.”

" Now did you say you wanted some Klingon loving? " he said grabbing and twisting her into a greco style wrestling position.

Kah’lyn was taken by surprise. “Do your worst, or should I say best!” She grinned a wry grin. “Make me yours.”

Fading to grey......

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