Stealing a kiss

Posted on Thursday 17 June 2021 @ 07:22 by Commander Save'ena (Sav) Tillatix & Lieutenant Marbim Rejal

Mission: A Cry from the Darkness
Location: Flight Deck
Timeline: MD7 1220 hour 23951012
1884 words - 3.8 OF Standard Post Measure

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Having left the Ready Room, Miles headed for the Mess Hall. Hailing the cook he asked, "Might you beam two of those bread puddings my fiance like so well down to the flight deck in about 15 minutes." The cook with an odd look on his face nodded, "Yes Sir." Note really noticing the looks he had been getting from others, Miles moved to the closest replicator and stated, "Computer, I need a dozen Cardassian Lilies in a vase please." A few seconds passed and then the replicator lit up as the vase and flowers appeared. Taking his prize, and humming to himself Miles moved to the nearest Turbolift.

This time Miles noticed when several crew members got concerned looks on their faces as he passed. That's when he remembered he hadn't changed uniforms, and the one he was in was covered in blood, dirt, and ripped in several places. Realizing that Sav could tell the blood wasn't his kept going to his destination. When the turbolift doors opened Miles almost took out two more crew members as he was thinking about Sav and not where he was walking. Miles nodded at the crew members, "Sorry, heads in the clouds." Both crew members nodded and in unison replied, "Yes Sir. No problem sir."

Once the Turbolift started taking him to Flight Deck, Miles thought about the first time he'd seen Sav, at the function before the Merlin left the Starbase and before Melody was made Captain. Once the doors opened to the Flight Deck, Miles tried to sniff the air, but all he could smell was burnt plastics, and the smell of welded metals. Looking around he saw Sav sitting in her office. Stealthily he took a longer path than needed, then walked into her office.

Miles stood for several moments looking at Sav, hunger in his eyes, finally he spoke, "Hey beautiful, keep yourself out of trouble while I was playing with merc's on the planet?" Miles set the vase down before the expected tackling hug from Sav.

Sav heard the steps into her office, her ears tracking the sounds. However, she hadn't initially woke up as she has had several other staff coming in and out, and knew they would wake her if needed. The smells wafting to her were smells that had been around due to the incursion.. that they were more fresh had not registered yet. It was the words that roused her, words in an inflection she had memorized intimately, her fiance.

Sav raised her head as she blinked the sleep from her eyes. The words matched who was before her. She at first had to overcome disbelief as he took him in. She sleepily said, "Miles..??" Then louder in an exclamation, "MILES!" She surged out of her chair and practically leapt into his arms. She churred out, "You're back, Miles, you're back." It was then she realized the blood smells that had heightened in the room was coming form his Uniform. She moved back a bit to look and sniff.... she sniffed again, whispered, "Not you..." and then melted back into his arms.

Miles held onto Sav tightly, taking in the smell of her, and how good she felt in his arms. "I heard you had some trouble up here, you weren't in any danger were you. I lost contact with the Merlin, and was worried about you. You tend to get into trouble when I'm not around."

About now is when the familiar sound of a transporter beam goes off, and Sav's office gains the smell of freshly made bread pudding...

Sav started to answer his questions when she was interrupted by the wonderful smell of her favorite bread pudding. She moved back her head to look up into Miles eyes. "You sly rascal... beguiling a lady with her favorite treat.. well one of her favorite treats. Tonight I'll take the other from you..." She laid her head back against his throat and chest as she continued. "I wasn't in any danger this time. When the alert went off, I went to my duty station at the Control Bridge. After the Marines and crew took back the ship, I went down to the flight deck to do repairs. However, with the virus really playing havoc with the main computer and ship systems, we are still doing repairs, and hence why you find me here."

Sav turned her head to nip at Miles jawline, scraping her front teeth over his jaw ridges. She churred gently, then giggled as her stomach growled out loudly into the office about them. She slowly pulled back from MIle's to grab his hand to lead him over to the briefing table, saying, "Me thinks, dear sir, that your timing is impeccable. Let's eat." At the table, she pulled out a chair for him this time, then said in a low voice, "Please, sit, I won't bite... much.."

Miles looked at Sav and grinned, "But I like it when you bite..." Once the realization of what he'd said hits, he blushes and reaches for his bowl of pudding, "This better be good, I've been living off marine rations since I left the ship."

Sav stayed beside/behind him as he grabbed his bread pudding bowl. She said in a low, erotic voice, "I know you do... *clicks teeth together*". Giving his ear a nip, she moved around to sit down and replied to his other statement. "Well, this is OUR recipe for bread pudding, so I HOPE is it better than the Marine Rations." She brought her bowl before her, grabbed a fork, then dug in. Plopping a large dollop into her mouth, she churred out with an "Ohhhhh... yeah.. tis good." It was at this time her stomach growled louder. She sheepishly giggled as she remarked, "Okay, okay, I have been neglecting you..." She winked at Miles, "And you too, even though you made it hard to not neglect you, being on a planet and all having fun camping, hiking, dodging wildlife, bad guys, et all..."

Miles' face turned stony at the mention of "bad guys." "I feel like they caught us with our pants down. I knew something was off about this whole mess, but, I never imagined anything like this." Pausing to take a bite and issue a "hmmmmm," Miles continued, "There was a klingon mercenary down there. I tried to talk to him, but he went with the other prisoners. I didn't see any signs of his house, which means he's an outcast. He was also using a disruptor. It's not a pleasant way to die. In fact the mercs were made up of many non-human species. Makes me wonder how many have a bone to grind with the Federation, or, took the job at the promise of Platinum. I should message Scarlet and have him see if any of the surviving mercs actually got paid. Maybe we can trace the funds." Realizing he had gotten gloomy, he moved over and kissed Sav soundly. Pulling back he grinned, "You had some sauce on your lip."

Sav churred gently as Miles mood went south as he talked a little about what happened. Before she could say anything, he surprised her with a splendid kiss. She returned it, then smiled up into his eyes as she huskily replied, "I just might have to spill some more." She suddenly surged forward to give him another quick brush across his lips, her whiskers stroking either side of his face. "Now, sit down so we can finish our dessert, or we may be giving flight ops a show that is against regs."

Miles laughed. It felt good. Sitting down Miles realized he'd devoured almost all of his pudding, not remembering half of it. Finishing his last bite, and with the spoon still in his mouth, Miles contorted himself as he popped and cracked several parts of his back and neck.

Sav finished her bread pudding, then looked thoughtfully at Miles. "You know, I would say try again with the Klingon Merc. Depending on what events occurred to make him houseless, you may be able to reach him and even give him a chance to join your house. If you could, he could tell you what he can depending upon his oaths and honor to the merc company. It may be some, may be none, but you could try." After taking a drink of her coffee, she continued, "On the funds, definitely ask Strat Ops to start tracing them. If we can find the path, maybe we can get a handle on other plots or mercenary activities. Sound good?"

Miles looked Sav up and down, "Sexy and smart, remind me again what you get out of this bargain, besides me ruining the cutlery?" Miles held up the now mangled spoon he'd been holding onto when he began stretching and popping his joints.

Sav churred in worry as she stood up and moved to be behind Miles. She reached out and began massaging his neck and back. While her strength was similar to a well toned Terran, her hands and feet were stronger due to the needs of being able to navigate the tree road. She used this to her advantage to help Miles work out the kinks. As she did, she churred, "A loving male who wants to love me even as I love him, baggage of the past in the past." She kissed him, then stated, "Now, Miles, on those with a bone to grind against the Federation... how many times in history has a few spoiled it for the many? Why does Media and those wanting to be hurt concentrate on the few who do the hurting, instead of the many who live, support, love, and help others? The few can ruin a rep, but only because those wanting the rep to be ruined concentrate on that. You can't change what they choose, but you can bring forth the good to outweigh the bad to help change the current state of mind. Baddies are always there... it is up to us to look for the good while bringing the bad to justice. Those who concentrate on the bad to create their agenda... are also the baddies. Mmm'kay?"

Miles leaned into Sav's ministrations and sighed. "Yes dear. Ok, before the crew starts taking bets on which one of us can kiss better, I'll be heading to our quarters. I need a real shower, and food that doesn't have the words "marine rations" attached to it. Love you." Miles hugged and nipped his fiance on her ear as he squeezed her tightly. Once Miles released her, his face looked more relaxed and calm. Turning Miles scowled at the techs standing around the flight deck, "Don't you grease monkeys have anything better to do than to watch us have a Commander's meeting, get back to whatever it is you guys do around here!" As Miles turned to leave his scowl turned to a grin as he waved at the "grease monkeys" on his way to the nearest turbolift.

OFF:

○●● Lieutenant Commander Marbim Rejal
Executive Officer
USS Merlin


●●● Save'ena Tillatix
Chief Flight Control Officer
USS Merlin