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Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ]

The emotional roller coaster that was today had taken it's toll on Dyan. In the morning, things were going up. The weird photonic pet specialist had her quirks, but the meeting was pleasant. Her mood went down again until about1400 hours. She had a meeting of the fists with her boss, that devolved into a bomb threat which turned into one hell of a shift. Up and then down again. Slowly though, the day devolved into an emotional tar pit. Right there at 1900 hours was her scheduled meeting with her people. That was...chaos. Repeated ups and downs and a steady stream of hatred all the while-- It left her tired, exhausted, and worst of all, vulnerable.

So she slipped into the tar pit. Her feelings were black, nasty, sticky, and won't come off easy in the shower. By the time she managed to get back to her quarters, she felt like someone tried to give her a swirlie in a toilet of emotional tar

And that is how she walked the halls, like the weight of all that tar slowed her and pushed down on her shoulders and tail. She spoke to nobody, because she was tired and stressed, and her mind was starting to slip into that dark place again.
She tried to do some extra work around security's offices after her diplomacy meeting, to keep her mind off things, but she could only do so much. Security was not a sloppy place, there was little to organize or clean. She spent a few hours in the gym, pushing her body to it's limits and hoping she could sweat tar out through her skin, but she ran into a wall eventually. Every body has it's limits. The showers didn't wash it all out either.

So she headed 'home', to her quarters. Hopefully she would find something happening there that would keep her entertained enough until she felt tired enough to sleep. (She hoped she'd get tired after working out, but when your mind races as loud as, and faster than NASCAR, it's hard to sleep.)

It only dawned on her when she saw her door in view that she had a roommate now. She woke up with a roommate this morning, and throughout the day she had completely forgotten. She hoped Eliska was there, on one hand, and on the other hand, she was a little worried the poor gal would take one look at Dyan and kick her out until she was suitably calmed. Regardless, it was her room, her bed. She opened her door without knocking and stepped in before checking the area for the roomie...

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

For Eliska Bremmer, the day had definitely run long.  Her first shift as part of Theurgy's security team had ended with her being on the receiving end of the Chief's scrutiny.  And then she had drawn an additional shift, being a bodyguard to the Captain under the Deputy's scrutiny, and told she was getting tagged for a shuttlecraft away mission.

She was a veteran of the Dominion War; she had been marooned in the ass-end of nowhere on the Resolve for three years.  She could handle pretty much everything.  However, the thought of being out of transporter range on an away mission did not sit very well with her.  In fact, it filled her with dread, because she remembered. 

Not that she'd shown a thing about it to the Andorian...

So, she had been cut loose for the night, before she returned back to the quarters she shared with what had to be the most interesting-looking woman she'd seen in a long time, if ever, she sought out something in particular, and turned out she had been in luck.  And then, seeing how she had come to empty quarters, she sought to relax.  Of course, there had been the requisite stripping and sonic shower, but that wasn't quite enough.  That, and she did want to repay Dyan in kind for the display she'd gotten the previous day. 

So, she availed herself to the invitation she'd received to help herself to anything her roommate may have.  A quick search revealed that there was a rather nice assortment of pretty things in her closet, and before long Eliska settled on a sari made of some sort of gauzy, soft silk and she wound it about her waist before stretching herself out on the couch, an unopened bottle of slivovitz and two glasses on the coffee table, and wearing absolutely nothing other than her borrowed length of fabric.

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ]

...and there she was, in all her glory. Dyan recognized the sari, it was one of her flashier, sexier things. Intentionally gauzy, see through, seductive in warm, vibrant colors. There were undergarments and a slip that went with it, somewhere. She couldn't be bothered to think about where, she was just thankful Eliska didn't think to look for them.

“Hello mama!” She laughed, happy to see something that isn't her own angst for once.  She's not even sure when she started to like women, maybe it's because something something trauma something something psychology. She never did pay attention to those classes. All she knew is that Eliska was conventionally very attractive, and was very convenient for keeping her mind off things. She could use her to keep herself busy tonight, maybe. Her eyes went over to the table, and she saw something just as exciting as Eliska;
“God, is that alcohol? Sign me up!” She beamed, and she seated herself right next to her roomie on the couch. Her boots came off, then her shirt. She just tossed them over the back of the couch.

“So do you normally dress like this or are you trying to impress me? Because I gotta say, color me impressed!” As she spoke, more clothes went off. Pants off and thrown over the back, socks off, she pulled her arms into her undershirt and undid her bra without removing the undershirt, stuffed the bra in her socks, and chucked that behind her too. She'd clean up later, now was time for relaxing. Now clad in just an undershirt and some underwear with a little bow on the front. She kicked her feet up on the table and sank into the couch. She never really used this thing, it was wonderfully comfortable.

“Is there an occasion or something? Some kinda formal I missed?” Her tail swished, smiling felt normal again. “I was too busy having a shit day to show up.”

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

The door hissing open brought Eliska out of the state of reverie she had fallen into, ruminating the details of her upcoming away mission as she had been, and then broke into a grin as a rather unusual greeting came her way.  Hello mama? That was definitely a new one so far as the Silesian Petty Officer was concerned.  Oh, she'd been catcalled before, had been granted all sorts of pet names and been referred to as 'gorgeous', 'beauty', even 'hot stuff' among a long list of similar ways, but that one was new all right. 

But one thing for certain, she did not mind how her roommate was looking at her.  But then again, she'd caught her eyes the previous night, how she'd been checking her out already.  Mind, fair was fair...

"That, my dear Dyan, is the finest replicated slivovice I could find in the database.  Plum brandy; mind you this isn't as strong or as good as the real stuff from back home, but it'll certainly do."

As the horned and tailed woman started to strip, Eliska proceeded to fill both glasses, and when she was asked about the reason for her current state of dress, she grinned.  "Well, you know how Starfleet is full of prudes; it's nice to be quartered up with someone who doesn't think being naked, or half-naked, is something to be ashamed about.  And besides, I get a real eyeful yesterday so it's only fair I return the favour, right?"

But then, she asked about the occasion, and mentioning she'd had a rough day.  Well, a drink or three, would help, and maybe spending some time together, too.  "Don't you remember?  Yesterday we'd agreed we'd chat, get to know each other better?  But given you've had a shit day, maybe we ought to make it better first, right?"

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ]

Finally she was free of clothes, and she could pick up her cup and sink into the couch ans relax.
“Sliverwick...” She repeated, poorly, while lifting up her glass. She'd had brandy, and she'd had plums, and she had enjoyed both very much. Surely, plum brandy wouldn't be that bad. As she tested the name on her lips, she took a sip and tested the drink in her mouth. It was burn-y, and would probably sterilize her insides. Thus, she found it to be good.

“That's pretty damn good!” She beamed. She had to wiggle in her seat a moment, so she was no longer sitting on her tail oddly. It now whipped about with full freedom.
 “Yeah, it's been a shit day, but I do remember yesterday.” In fact, she remember a lot about yesterday. She had said something about getting payback, after Eliska petted the scales up her spine and made her shiver. She hadn't actually planned out her revenge though. Not yet, anyways. She had a trouble making grin on her face as ideas bubbled up in her head.
“Aw, I'm gonna be so spoiled here real soon because of you!” Her tail wiggled between them, sometimes hitting Dyan's leg and sometimes Eliska's. She draped the tail across Eliska's lap, running across against her inner thigh through the thin dress. At first she thought this would be her revenge! This would make her shiver!

But she realized first, Dyan was taking the male role here. Although her previous male partners hadn't truly minded the tail touching, normally the tail wasn't a part of the party. She was used to having it ignored or maybe pulled if they were being rough. Dyan actually didn't know what to do here. Or, well, she probably could figure it out, but she wouldn't be as suave as she was used to. And that bothered her, a little.
Secondly, Eliska has no tail, and probably wasn't raised around people who did. This was flirting for Asurians, but might not be for Eliska. She might not have a damn clue what this sort of gesture meant. Maybe she thought Dyan's tail was having a stroke? Who knew.

“...Just so you know, this is sort of new to me.” She tried to sound cool still. If she didn't look like a badass, then what's the point of flirting with her roomie? "I'm mostly a sausage lover, but I don't mind trying new things."

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

"Slivovice," corrected Eliska with a smile.  "And be careful with it.  There's a reason off-worlders, and people from outside Eastern Europe back on Earth I'm told, call it 'slip-in-a-ditch'."  Indeed, the liquor was potent, even in its replicated form, and she'd heard people from outside Nova Kosice who'd tried the fiery drink, made from heritage plum trees that had made the trip from Earth and grown in soil that had been carefully reconditioned to match the properties of that back in the Old Country, compare it to Romulan Ale for its kick.  But to Bremmer, the generous gulp she'd taken from her glass was little more than a pleasant warmth sliding down her throat and settling in her stomach. 

Dyan's tail was an object of wonder for Eliska.  Sure, K'ren had one, but she'd been rather cagey about it, and she had no interest in going over its... implications with the Security PO. But that tail was different, almost had a mind of its own.  Especially as it came up and ever so carefully brushed the inside of her thigh through her borrowed sari.  And that did make her not just shiver a little, but she stretched and arched out her back in the process.  "Well, that's certainly nice," she purred in return.

And then came the admission.  It was rather endearing how Dyan was trying to sound tough and in control despite admitting she was unfamiliar with the way these things went.  Moving one arm to drape it over her neck, her fingers dangling just barely off of the Asurian's still-clothed breast, Eliska smiled.  "You know, I don't mind me the kiszka1 now and again either.  I'm equal opportunity like that, and who I play with depends entirely on how I feel, and if there's something about them I like enough to take them to bed over." 

Eliska turned on her hip so she'd better be able to face Dyan after she set down her glass.  As she did so, the fingertips of the hand over her shoulder just barely brushed at the top of her clothed breast, and she smiled.  "See, regardless of the plumbing, a new lover's just a new lover.  There's no rush in finding out what makes the other tick, what makes them lose their minds, what they don't much care for."  Her voice had dropped to a whisper as her free hand came about to gently bush at the white-haired woman's mane and neck.  "But with another woman?  I find a good place to start is what you enjoy doing to yourself, or have others do to you."

And then, she leaned forward and placed a short, gentle kiss on her roommate's lips.

1 Type of Polish blood sausage

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ]
Sweet lord, that Silver witch—slip in a ditch—that shit was good. She needed something strong enough to burn all the ugly feelings in her belly, and if the sensation down her throat was any indication, slivovice was exactly the cure she needed. If she could just drink enough to suffocate the doubts in the back of her mind without making Eliska think she had a drinking problem, or was absolutely nuts, then she'd be alright.

So far, Eliska didn't seem to think Dyan was a nutter. Despite all her worries about whether the exotic woman would enjoy a scaley tail or not, she liked it. It wasn't as big of a deal as she thought. She was still in the saddle here, mostly.

She regretted admitting her inexperience. Though, having her arm around her neck, over her breast like that, that was pretty nice. Admitting weakness wasn't fun, but now she was leaning into the other, getting face to face, feeling her fingers over her breast. If that's what a blow to the pride earned her, maybe beating up her ego wasn't so bad.

She never got the chance to ask what a kiszka was. She felt Eliska's lips on hers and forgot instantly. She braced herself for teeth and nails and bruises that would develop later, but they never came. Instead Eliska was gentle, sweet. Dyan didn't have to fight. She actually had to stop and think about that for a moment. It wasn't a new sensation, not really, but it felt new.

It was a short kiss, but she was smiling when it broke. She licked her lips, tasting plum brandy on them. Her tail flopped about across Eliska's thighs. This...might not be so bad. This might be an opportunity, actually. In her previous flings—don't think about them, don't think about him—she never really got the chance to stimulate her partners the way she stimulated herself.
“I think I can do that, but can you do it?” She grinned, and got herself another good swig of slivovice—Jeeeesus, that stings-- to drown out memories. As she drank, she purposely wrapped her tail around Eliska's thigh, curling up around her asscheek. Not as dexterous as her hands, but the scales were chilly and the fleshy underside was warm, and she could feel their skin connect.
“I mean, not every girl has a tail to play with.” She grinned, and just for good measure, set the cup back down so none of it spilt, and so she could free up her hands to try and get ahold of that silly sari. Pretty as it was, it was about time for it to go. Even if Eliska was iffy about the tail, which she didn't seem like it, Dyan had ideas that would probably brighten up both their shitty days, and all those ideas did not involve clothing.

If Eliska allowed it, then her hands would work the sari off, she was trying not to just tear it like she used to do. She wanted to save the dress, and more importantly, she really, really liked those shivers Eliska made her feel through her clothes. Her hands were not nearly so skilled as hers, too used to roughness and punching out faces, and far too eager to start the nighttime party.

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

Being with a woman was nothing new for Eliska.  Granted, this was the first time she had a tail, and the human had a definite impression that if she overstepped, the fight that would follow would be epic all right.  But it did seem that woman was up for all of it, even given she'd never been with another gal before.  And Eliska would make sure to show her a good time all right.

But, if anything, Dyan seemed to be in a bit of a hurry, and she was ruthlessly using her tail as if it were a hand in its own right, using it to cradle the human's backside, and intimating that there was no way she could truly pleasure her.  But that much was mostly in jest, the human had the distinct impression.  Because so far, it seems she was doing everything quite right... as was proven by the fact that Dyan reached for the sari without so much as asking and undid the simple knot that kept it tied at the hip.  When the gauzy fabric was cast off, Eliska's muscular thighs were openly displayed, and the carefully trimmed bush she maintained.  Being fully shaven didn't appeal to her; too much maintenance, as were more elaborate trims.  But keeping the hair length under control?  That was easy enough. 

"Easy there, tiger, we have the whole night," said Eliska with a smile.  Not that she minded being naked.  After all, she knew she looked good and didn't mind being looked at.  But on a first time?  Just rushing in headlong was a good way to not welcome repeat business all right.  However, he would slow her down a little bit, and with something only peripherally sexual.  With one hand, she tossed her braid over her shoulder so it dangled between her breasts, and then she made a move of her own. 

First, Eliska's hands fell away, and she reached for Dyan.  Slowly, her fingertips brushed at her sides over her shirt, and up the swells of her breasts before crossing over her nipples, and then up to her shoulders and down her arms until she got a hold of her wrists.  And then she guided her hands towards her... but did not lead to her own chest but to her thick tress instead.  "Now, since you're so intent in undressing me... make me as natural as can be, and undo my braid."

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet

Seeing her partner made bare in front of her felt like a victory. No wonder guys liked the sight so much. The next task was to... to unbraid her hair?
She'd never had sex that started out like that. Hell, even foreplay was usually quick, a second thought almost, and it never involved hair, unless she was getting her hair pulled. Eliska seemed to know what she was doing though. She didn't like not knowing what to do, but at least the other knew how to tell her what to do without making it seem like a put-down.

But every movement Eliska made seemed so deliberate. Even just the act of bringing her hands over to her hair was so casual, but exciting all at once. So she took the tie of of her hair and ran her fingers through it. She was focused on being gentle, trying to be deliberate like her. With her focus no longer on her tail, it flicked about where it was in the other's lap.

She had to reach around her head, bring herself closer to undo the higher parts of the braid, brushing her hair out with her fingers until she had her hair coming over her shoulders, resting over her breasts. It was a simple act, she'd undone hair before, but she didn't understand why this time, it was...enjoyable! Unexpectedly so too. There wasn't any action or anything yet, but somehow, that was nice. With her hands still in the other's hair, she spoke,

“This is...pretty rad, actually. You feel like sharing your wisdom?” Her tail plopped onto her thighs, but not on purpose. She had forgotten to mind her tail by now.

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow 

Truth be told, Eliska hardly needed her hair undone.  She could keep her braid up a few days at a time if she was so inclined.  But, right now, it felt like a good idea.  Dyan was in a hurry to get things moving, that much the colony girl could tell.  But there was joy in the anticipation, the build-up... and dislocating expectations was always a good way to keep someone interested when it came to a fun romp.

Rad?  What did rad mean?  So far as she was concerned, a 'rad' was a unit of measurement for unpleasantness related to the millisievert.  But something was telling her no one was talking about roetgens and radiation poisoning here.  Especially about the part regarding sharing her wisdom.  "No one is born knowing how to do this, believe it or not.  Just like with a dude, you have to learn a thing or three... and everyone you hook up with will teach you something.  Even virgins can teach you," she added with a smile.

Then, the human brought her hands to Dyan's waist, and she slipped her fingers under the hem of her shirt and circled to the small of her back and then back to her trim stomach, and she slowly, so, very slowly, started pulling her shirt up, baring millimeter after slow millimeter of her midriff until she came to the very bottom slopes of her breasts.  At this point, Eliska slipped her thumbs under the edge of the fabric, and barely, just barely, ran their tips along the undersides of Dyan's breasts, from the center of her chest outwards.

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ]

She chuckled, and snorted a little too at Eliska's comment. Even virgins? "That's...an interesting point of view." It's not the time to argue it though, she had much more to focus on. Specifically, Eliska's fingers across her skin. She was so gentle, teasing almost. If she weren't so sure her roomie had something to show her, she'd be impatient.

Her skin was cold against the air, and against Eliska's touch. Even colder were her scales, little bits of firm, smooth, flexible material that started growing out her skin in places. On her hips, the bones of her pelvis, on the line from her navel up to her breasts, they were as sparse and as small as freckles. Up her spine, down her tail, they were clustered closer together, easier to feel. The strongest cluster rested between her shoulder blades. They were not 'slimy', the way reptiles felt, but they didn't have the texture of the rest of her skin at all. Dyan shivered when she stroked with the grain, and would flinch if Eliska ever stroked against. Her tail whipped about with great interest, like a cat that had found something fantastic to play with. She felt her nipples poking out through her shirt, she felt throbbing in her core that needed to be satiated. This was a challenge though, and she wouldn't fail, so she tried to look casual.

"Easy with the scales, I just polished those. you mess 'em up, you fix them, got it?" She teased back and grinned, sort of hoping that Eliska would help her polish some time anyway. If not because being touched was sort of nice, then because she had such a hard time reaching the velsren sac cluster. Actually...that gave her an idea.
"In fact, if you don't mind, there's a spot right up at the top of my back I can never get to..." Yes, please a quick massage. This is the best idea she's had tonight--if Eliska will go through with it. She might, she seems to like the whole sex-without-having-sex thing.

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

Patience was a virtue.  That was something Eliska had learned as a child.  What she had also learned was that good things came to those who waited; and that could be especially true where it came to sex.  The scales the Human encountered this time, she hadn't noticed them the first time she'd met her roommate.  But that was different.  She'd seen being with scales before, but had never had much of a chance to... play with them.  Oh, certainly she'd crewed with some, but there was something about having fought them in the War that made them less than attractive as bedmates.  Even if Counselor Ejek had a hell of a bod on her.

"Polish your scales, eh?  We'll talk later," Eliska replied with a lopsided grin.  "As for that spot... we'll see."  It seemed that Dyan was indeed getting into the mood, and she was definitely willing to explore in some ways.  But there were things to take care of first.  For one, Eliska was naked and her hair unbound, but her roommate was still dressed.  "But first things first," she added with a smile.

It was hardly the first time she pulled a close-fitting shirt off of another woman's body, and hopefully it wouldn't be the last.  And Eliska had developed a number of techniques to do it. There were fairly chaste ways, some that were quite frank and explicit, and there were some in between.  And that was one of those intermediate means she'd decided to use.  Grasping the hem of Dyan's shirt, she started to pull it upwards with her thumbs extended inwards, and as she pulled the garment off of her roommate, Eliska let her thumbs brush across the whole of her breasts, flicking the nipples on the way past as she pulled the shirt off and dropped it onto the floor. 

"Much better now, isn't it?"

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet

This teasing thing was getting agitating. She was never a patient woman to begin with, so even little teases like her thumbs over the white skin of her breasts was enough to try her. They tumbled out her shirt. It wasn't cold in the room, even thought it looked like it.

“You act like you're afraid to try and touch them. They're not fragile.” She urged, cupping them with her hands like the sight will entice her some more. 'Much better' her tight ass—it'd be much better if Eliska would just touch her already.

But she was indulging Eliska. It was an act of politeness to do so, and also a challenge. All her previous conquests had been pretty straightforward. Fuck ass and take names. Eliska wasn't about either, it seemed. Instead of a fight, she was a puzzle.

So she turned herself about on the couch, showing Eliska her back, and wiggling her butt to free her tail from the cushions of the couch, and to be coy. The scales across her shoulder blades were not like Cardassian scales, tough and grey, but they were softer and white, the smaller ones nearly see-through. If she put her hands to it, she could feel the same sorts of muscles and bone that humanoids should have, and indeed the area looked otherwise normal. The surprise lay in the center of the knot of scales, right where they're the hardest and toughest (relatively speaking). There was a soft lump somewhere under the muscle. Not fluid-filled the way a cyst was, or tough and hard like a tumor, but a little firm, with some give.

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

"Oh, I know," the Human answered when it was mentioned Dyan's breasts would not break.  There was a sly smile on her face, for she knew she was driving the other woman insane with anticipation.  And, in fact, she was getting ready to do just that when she turned around to show her her back, and pointing to a spot in her back she needed massaged.  Well, that would be a start all right...

Eliska placed both her hands on Dyan's hips, and then she started to move them upwards along her back.  It was a very nice back all right, with smooth skin where it was not scales, and with fine muscles underneath.  The attachment  points between her musculature and her bones were a little different from a human's and the shape and spacing of the ribs and vertebrae was not quite the same either, but still it felt quite nice under her hands.  When she reached the indicated spot, she gently probed at it with her thumbs for a little while... but she decided to move things ahead some.  After all, Dyan did mention her breasts...

With one hand, the human brushed all of Dyan's hair over one shoulder, and that same hand came down to rest upon her thigh.  Meanwhile, the other went around her body to cup one of her breasts, and as her fingers curled about it to give it a squeeze, she leaned forward and started kissing her neck.

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet

Finally, she was starting to get handsy, and it was not a moment too soon either. She was starting to worry, maybe Eliska found her unattractive, maybe she expected her to make the first move. No, none of those anxieties were true, she didn't have anything to bother her right now. It was her and her roomie, just having a good time.

And boy, did she need that good time. Every time her thumbs worked over her back, she felt a wonderful wave of warmth spread from her core all the way out to her fingertips. Her Velsren sac was a favorite spot of hers, just some gentle manipulation to set it in motion and it was better than drugs and alcohol. It made her shiver; the air was colder, Eliska's hands warmer, the moment that much more intense. If she kept up much longer, she probably could've gotten wet from that alone. She was thankful she moved on when she did.

So when her hands found her breasts, she was elated. She rolled her hips a little, worked her body into Eliska's lap, like a little dance. Her hands went to meet Eliska's as if she was worried they'd just barely touch her nipples and then leave her wanting again. She wasn't much one for kisses--but right now, she felt Eliska's lips on her skin and she thought she could feel vibrations all throughout her body because of it.

She wasn't sure she liked the teasing much yet, she'd probably have to give it more thought--in the morning. Right now, no thinking allowed. Her tail flicked about, she actually had to reach back and grab it to keep it from hitting Eliska. She didn't have the concentration right now to stop it.
"Finally--you take forever." She sighed and leaned back into her body. It was warm and soft, the air was cold, she looked down at her body. She saw her nipples stand up on end, a light whispy pinkish color standing out against her otherwise porcelain skin. She'd probably have goose bumps if it was possible for her to have them. With her hand over Eliska's, but not gripping her tight, she tried to urge her hands to her nipples.

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

Given that Dyan had never been with a woman before by her own admission, Eliska found her to be a lot less tense than she'd expected.  Well, depending on how alcohol affected her the slivovice she'd already ingested might have had something to do with it.  But the way she was wriggling against her was quite nice.  Granted, the Asurian was still wearing her underwear, but it certainly did feel good to the human. 

After all, Dyan was quite fit, but definitely soft enough in the right places to make it really pleasant to be this close to her.  Warm, firm, soft skin and those scale... Eliska wasn't quite sure what to make of them just yet but they were certainly unique and decidedly exotic.  But the breasts that had drawn her eye so nicely the day before?  They felt damn good in the hand all right.  Not tiny, but not overly large either, just a size that filled her palm rather nicely.  And with her roommate's hand over her own, Eliska allowed herself to be guided towards one nipple, and she started to caress it with a single fingertip even as the hand that was still lower, upon her thigh, started to move, gently caressing the inner aspect of the shapely limb.

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet
Although she did hold some initial hesitation over being with another woman, it faded in about two seconds. Maybe not even that long, the asurian was not especially known for her long attention span anyways. Right now, Eliska offered her escape, and though it was an unorthodox one, beggars can't be choosers.

But she felt like begging. She never would, her pride was too great for her to beg, but her roommate's hands were so gentle and light and neither of them were inside her right now, so Dyan had to give the option a moment of consideration. Instead of touching her, Eliska had her fingers across her nipple, it was standing up and her flesh turned warm and hot and she thought she could feel the fingerprints on her thumb, she was so sensitive. Her other hand was on her thigh, and as she felt up higher, there were traces of scales on the insides of her thighs that vanished under her underpants. They were thin and her own body heat warmed the scales like her skin.

Her body felt flushed and hot still, her upper back tingled pleasantly, she spread her legs apart. She continued to move, her own hands leaving Eliska's to thumb at the hem of her underwear like she's thinking about pulling it off, but won't. Hah, that'll show Eliska, she can tease right back!

Before she even knew it though, she had her own underwear sliding over her white thighs. She had no hair to speak of down there—she had minimal body hair anyways—but rather, she had scales. They were smooth, like the rest, and polished well. Someone took pride in herself.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

More scales. 

That was another interesting discovery on Eliska's part as she felt between Dyan's thighs at first.  And nice, muscular legs she had, at that too.  And there was yet another sign the Asurian was starting to relax, for she too had started playing, placing the human's thumb at the waistband of her underwear, as if inviting her to pull them off... but that didn't last long, because the original tenant of these particular quarters fairly ripped them off herself. 

And with both women naked, now the fun could start in earnest. 

From fingertips caressing a nipple, Eliska's hand spread wide and came to fully cup the entire breast.  They were a nice size, a bit on the small side but definitely quite lovely, and they filled her hand really well.  And of course, she gave her a generous squeeze even as she pulled Dyan back so she could lean upon hers.  And, among other thing, feel Eliska's own breasts against her back, complete with her own stiffened nipples. 

As for the hand between her legs?  That one did not stay idle, but it did not just dive in.  Instead, with index and ring finger, she rubbed at the flesh on either side of her slit.  And the middle finger?  It slipped in, just barely up to the first knuckle, and she started to caress the soft, warm and moist walls inside her.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet
Dyan was already wet. A good back massage does that. She's lost many a pair of panties that way. Now as for the couch she's settled on, well, she'll fix that problem later. Maybe.

Right now there were more important things going on. She laid her hand on her other breast, thumbing at and even pinching her other nipple. She was completely unaware that her breasts were anything other than perfectly awesome. No one ever told her otherwise and walked out of her room on two legs.

Speaking of legs, she felt her own relax, then tighten just barely. She had been anticipating touch for so long that actually feeling it felt...great. Better than it usually would.

“Fuck, took you long enough.” She reached out behind her to feel Eliska behind her. She found her hair, it was thick and she felt the impulse to ball her hand up in a fist with it. She didn't though, that didn't seem to be the other's style, so she ran her hand through her hair in what she hoped was a gentle manner.

“Not as big as a cock, but shit, I'm not that picky.” She grinned, trying to put the image of fat, juicy dicks out of her mind for the moment. No, no thinking about feeling something pushing her walls apart, filling her up and she could feel all the veins across her lips, pushing into her hole, making her quiver...

Eliska could feel Dyan tighten around her as she thought about what she wanted. It was not difficult to play the Asurian, like an instrument. Though the asurian thought dirty, she had no clue how to ask for what she wanted when her partner clearly lacked a few important pieces. Still, she figured that if they had got this far, Dyan could trust her to make her cum at least a few times tonight. If all else failed, after all, she could always use her tail.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

"Size never really matters, sweetie, you'll see," replied Eliska as she breathed her response into the Asurian's ear.  She was warm and a perfect combination of soft and firm against the human's chest; her breast was just perfect under her hand, and it seemed Dyan wanted to get in on that action as well, taking in hand the firm globe Eliska was unable to get do by virtue of having only two hands. 

"Now just lay back, and relax," she added softly as she started to pump her middle finger somewhat more vigorously into Dyan.  Oh, she could feel her walls tightening some, and if it was even possible she seemed to be getting wetter.  Those were, to the Human, a good sign.  A sign that led her to somewhat change her method, and her ring finger joined her middle finger in plumbing her roommate's depths, while her forefinger curled in and started to stroke at the nub at the top of her slit.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet
Dyan could argue about size, but she got the feeling that her partner for the night wasn't turned on by size queening, or being annoying. She didn't feel much like arguing anyway, not with Eliska's fingers inside her and electricity up and down her spine. She was at least present enough to not demand more like she normally would.

As instructed, she laid back with her head on the other's shoulder, letting her fingers fall through Eliska's hair as she did so. She felt heat in her core, her muscles tensing up. Having her clit rubbed, gently fingered, she could hear her own wet noises, these were all relatively new things,. At least, it had been a very long time since she had been handled so nicely. She sighed and tried to control her breathing, so it wasn't so raggedy. She didn't want to sound desperate or anything. Her tail laid between her legs, twitching in unison with her walls around Eliska's fingers

In the right mindset and with the right touching, it wouldn't take much longer. The heat in her gut started to pour into the rest of her body, she felt her muscles tense up, her breathing sped up. If all continued, she would be well on her way to what she expected to be the first of many orgasms.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

It was always interesting to deal with a first-timer, Eliska thought.  Either their first time having sex, or their first time with a woman, there was always something fascinating for the Human when she was someone's first.  And given Dyan's reactions, she was thoroughly enjoying herself all right. 

The Human could feel how much wetter her partner was getting every second, and even with her efforts to keep her breathing even, there was no completely hiding the sort of pleased raggedness that came from an enjoyable experience along these lines.  Oh, she was getting close all right...

And there was something really, really hot about bringing someone to orgasm, Eliska herself was getting rather moist between her legs, and her nipples were erect and stiff, pressing into the Asurian's back.  And it was time to bring Dyan over the edge.  The hand upon her breast changed its ministrations and moved strictly to her nipple, caressing, flicking, pulling, all a little firmer than before, and the hand between her legs increased its tempo, and would keep doing so until she would finally orgasm.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet

It was not difficult to orgasm. Not that Dyan had ever had any trouble bringing herself there, but between both of Eliska's hands, she hardly had to urge herself along. When it happened, she felt the heat from before creep down to her legs, her muscles tensed as she tried not to clench her legs on the other's hand. She had hidden muscle that only just became apparent, her walls clamped down on Eliska's hand as if she were trying to trap her there until she was finished. Her head rolled back on her partner's shoulder, her hand reaching back to hold onto her. She squealed, even though she tried not to, as the waves poured over her. Her tail stuck straight up, quivering the whole while.

It lasted a few seconds only, but it felt much longer to the Asurian. When it was over, she wanted more. More orgasms, more to clench onto, deeper inside her. More. Problem is, how does she go about getting more? She can't just ride Eliska until neither of them can feel their legs, like she'd normally do. Come to think of it, she never did get her orgasm.
“I need some more.” She breathed out, another grin breaking out on her face. “How do we...?” The question was more like 'how do we fuck our brains out together', but that seemed like the wrong question to ask, so she left her words hanging.

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Eliska Bremmer | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @FollowTomorrow

"Mmmm, that was nice wasn't it?"  Eliska chuckled softly as she felt Dyan's muscles clenching around her fingers as her orgasm rushed through her.  And it would seem that it was a good one, if the Human was any judge of such things.  However, she was indeed a fair judge of such things.  She was no stranger to having sex with women, even though this was the first time she was having fun with an Asurian.  But so far, things seemed to be wired pretty much the same as they were for Humans, and that was plenty to start from. 

"As for how we just go nuts?  Sweetie, tonight we don't.  Tonight, you get to learn what it's like to have someone work you over, and you get to figure out your end of sleeping with a woman."  As she spoke, Eliska started running her hands up and down the night's lover's sides, the pads of her fingertips on the way up, the soft backs of her fingernails on the way down.  "Tonight, we just get to experiment for a while."

"And now, it's your turn."

Re: Day 02 [2100 hrs.] A Long, Hard Day

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[ Dyan Cardamone | Personal Quarters | USS Theurgy ] @CanadianVet

She has no idea what 'her' end of sleeping with a woman would be. In her experience, her end of sleeping with anybody involved some angry foreplay and equally angry riding. She got what she wanted first and left after that. A serial sex-n-run. It felt odd to be trying something so...intimate. It crossed some boundaries she wasn't comfortable with. She wasn't sure if she liked it yet.

Her fingers and her nails made her shiver, her tail flipping about. The ball was in her court, yet she really wasn't sure what to do. Her tail flicked side to side as she was touched, indicating she had to put some thought into this before she acted.

She turned herself around to face Eliska, looking down at her breasts and unsure if she could replicate the other's works. Her nails were sharper, so she took extra care in running her nails up Eliska's thighs, trying not to scrape her to ribbons. She cupped her hands around her breasts and found them pleasantly soft, squishy, and it was fun to watch them jiggle a little. As she thumbed her nipples, she thought that it was no wonder men liked breasts so much. They were pretty cool.

Meanwhile, she intentionally curled her tail under her own and Eliska's legs. Her tail pushed her own lips apart as she manipulated it to where she wanted it, and with her legs open it was very much like she was trying to show off what she was doing to herself. As the scaled appendage ran over Eliska's inner thighs, it was made wet with Dyan's fluids. Her tail pushed Eliska's lips apart, just like her own. She did not penetrate, but she ran her tail forward and back between the two of them, relying on the smooth yet bumpy texture to stimulate her. Dyan was smiling; she thought it was a pretty nice trick, personally.
 
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