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Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #50
[ Riley Patterson | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Brutus  @Havenborn  

Once past the sonic showers the warm haze of dampness hit Riley's body all over as they entered the baths area. She closed her eyes as the humidity in the room was a whole lot higher then throughout the ship and she couldn't help but being reminded of a rainy day in a forest. Minus all the trees of course... She glanced over to Faye who was right besides her to see how she enjoyed the place and she could tell in a second that she very much enjoyed the place.

Patterson was blissfully unaware of all the stray thoughts Faye was receiving and she stood close against her, hips brushing against one another as she moistened her lips with her tongue and looked back at Daniel.The looking quickly became staring as she took him in from head to toe. That sight never got old really... Her eyes moving over the muscular build of his arms and torso, slipping down south further before she saw that particular trait that she really adored. He suggested to make himself sparse so Faye and Riley could have some time for their own and Riley looked at Faye who quickly played into it.

Faye's touch felt like enjoyable electric jolts over the parts of her body. The way she dragged her fingers over her hips made Riley shiver as she traced her own hand over Faye's back, running from the middle of her back down just above the swell of her rear. Once there she trailed her hand back up along the shape of her spine. Her head slowly coming to rest against her shoulder as she could feel her nipples slowly hardening by both the moisture of the room as the anticipation of what she and Faye could do here. The thoughts of the nurse becoming rampant as she listened to what Faye had to say otherwise.

They turned to an empty tub and Riley smiled as she didn't shoo Daniel away and seemingly wanted to know the man better. On what level though, was to be seen as Faye addressed her as her lover, asking for her thoughts. Riley straightened her head now as she smiled at Faye and she nodded slowly "I fully agree with my girl here..." she answered softly as she reached her hand out to Daniel "There's no need to go Daniel. Just join us..." she said softly before she looked back at Faye and ran her nose against her cheek, followed up by a kiss against her jawline.

In thought she thanked Faye for not sending him away, questioning her if she had anything else in mind for the pilot. After breaking away from kissing Faye's jaw, she looked at Daniel. Waiting for him to take her hand before she'd slowly guide him in closer. She broke away from Faye slightly, her hand slowly reaching down to cup her paramour's rear as she kissed Daniel's chest and looked into his eyes hungrily before she pulled both of them along with her into the warm water.

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #51
[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan

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There was something about swimming, the sensation of sliding through the water, that always seemed to set Lillee at ease. While her Vulcan siblings tended to be uncomfortable in the water, certainly more so than the humans, the Romulans had evolved over the millennia to fully appreciate the simple joy of swimming. Romulus had beautiful oceans, lakes and rivers, as too did Lillee's own homeworld, where she had spent many an afternoon stripping off and diving into the lake near the town during the summer. After endless hours in the classrooms or in the workshops, it was wonderfully liberating to simply swim with her friends, splashing and racing playfully.

This was a different context, of course. Lillee swam with a graceful, powerful breaststroke, sometimes switching to a more leisurely backstroke or a more aggressive butterfly stroke, revelling in the sensation of the water as she struck through it. The water was different to a lake or river, and it was even different to the pools on larger Romulan warbirds, which were typically scented depending on the day. This water was pure and sterilised, with only the pleasant scents of Lillee's surrounding crewmates there to distract her as she swam, her stylised swimsuit aiding her movement through the water. She kept at it for a good while, losing herself in the pleasurable exercise, soon losing count of how many lengths of the pool she'd swam, not able to hear anything distinct beyond the splashing of the water.

However, she was far from alone in the pool as, slowly but surely, more people filed into the Baths. After a couple of close encounters with nude bathers, one of which nearly ended in Lillee faceplanting directly into a rather large phallus, she decided that it was time to take a break. She aimed for the small bar that was set up near the pool's edge, and, with the water dripping off her skin and night-black swimsuit, she pulled herself up over the lip with comfortable agility. Standing up, Lillee sighed as she swept her damp blonder hair behind her back, feeling the inevitable chill upon her skin at getting out of the water.

"Rihannsu hen'om cocktail, ch'Havran blend," she said to the bar's small replicator, and soon enough, a violet-coloured cocktail fizzed into existence. Lillee smiled pleasantly at the other person at the bar, a particularly handsome human in a bathrobe, before looking out at the now-busy Baths. Natalie Stark, the shy (yet curvaceous) human, seemed happy enough in the warm bath. Then Lillee spotted a trio of people on the other side of the Baths, and she laughed at their naked intimacy, surprised to see it on a Federation ship. Oh, it was so lovely to see people having fun after recent events, without worrying about rank or etiquette. The man and woman were being led by their paramour to the water, and Lillee smirked, knowing full well what would happen there. Perhaps they would find a private corner for some privacy...or perhaps not. She'd hardly be surprised, given what kind of ship the Theurgy was.

"This place seems popular," she said playfully to the scantily-clad man beside her at the bar, wringing out some of the water from her long blonde hair. The fluffy white bathrobe concealed the more private areas, but he was clearly in peak physical shape, a veritable feast for the eyes. Oh...his eyes. They were intense, potent. Clearly not some dumb security jock then. There was intelligence there, a fierce intelligence.

"I am Lillee," she said politely to the man, bowing her head before sipping her cocktail with relish. "You are alone here?"

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #52
[ Thomas Ravon | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Griff

Having replicated himself a mai tai himself from the bartender, Ravon overlooked the activities in the baths. Stark was drawn in by the women at the pool and Thomas snickered as he just sipped from his drink while relaxing in the humid atmosphere. A lot was going on as Thomas emptied his first drink and traded it in for a glass of whiskey instead. He had seen Havenborn and Garcia enter the baths and he had nodded back at Daniel as he seemed to be in the lovely company of two women. One he didn't recognize, the other known to him as the current diplomatic officer aboard the ship.

Somewhere after that and now, Thomas had been daydreaming as he stared out into the distance in front of him. His muscles fully relaxed as for once due to the nice temperature inside and his mind not overthinking about things for once. As so he had no clue that the Romulan woman had joined him and had ordered a drink herself. It was only when she spoke up about the place being popular that he snapped out of it and blinked a few times before smiling friendly at her and nodding "Can't really be blamed... It's a great spot." he answered and he let his eyes run over the swim suit covered Romulan as she sipped from her own cocktail.

"Well, welcome to the baths Lillee. I'm Thomas." he introduced himself back to her a he bowed his head slightly as well before he nipped from his drink "I was here with someone but she's gone for a swim I imagine." he answered as he looked for Henshaw "What about you? Alone yourself?" he asked her as he turned himself more towards her.

The woman talking to him surely had a certain flair about her, his eyes following the moist blonde hair as she relished in her drink and his eyes sought out hers as he couldn't help but smile amused. Her body seemed in top shape at least and he couldn't help but appreciate the shape of it.

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

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[ LT Daniel Havenborn | Public Baths, Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ]  Attn: @Brutus, @Nolan + Others in the Baths

Hearing Faye’s comment about him being ever the officer and gentleman Daniel could only smirk ad nod as he watched her trace her hands over Riley and he brought his gaze lower if only for the briefest of moments.  He had grown up with co-ed nudity back home during his military schooling, although his instructors had strict rules on what was allowed in the bathroom and there had been some students who had broken those rules but he never had.  The punishment for breaking those rules far outweighed the risk as far as he was concerned but he pushed the thought of his childhood out of his mind as he focused again on Riley and Faye thinking some more about what he’d like to do with both of them as it seemed that Faye was onboard with him staying.  However he would respect Riley’s wishes if she asked him to leave.

He didn’t have to wait long to hear Riley’s answer as she confirmed that she wanted him to stay as well and reached out her hand towards him as she kissed the other woman’s jawline.  Daniel smiled as took hold of Riley’s hand and placed his free hand on Faye’s hip as Riley slowly guided them both into the warm water together.  “Well I guess that’s settled then, do you have something special in mind Riley?”  He asked as he brought Riley’s hand up and kissed it before lowering it again.
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Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #54
[ Riley Patterson | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Brutus  @Havenborn

"Something special?" Riley asked Daniel as she snickered at the fact he chivalrously kissed her hand. Her mind wandered to the times they had shared together, how their first union had gone on the holodeck and how he had teased her on numerous other occasions including with his skillful hands. Patterson was fully aware of the fact that Faye would undoubtedly pick up on these thoughts and memories, possibly even feel some of the things that came quite vividly back to mind in Rileys head.

The warm water felt wondrous against her skin as her body relaxed in the water and she scooted closer to Faye for a second. She pulled Faye on her lap, enjoying the feel of her rear nestled against her lap as she nuzzled her face into her neck "I'm good with whatever you two have in mind... I'm just happy to be here with the both of you." she answered, passing up on the chance to suggest anything that either would think could be out of bounds. She had been close with the both of them, yet she was unsure how Daniel and Faye would mix together.

Riley did pull Daniel closer, to feel his presence close against hers, by doing so granting Faye or Daniel the opportunity to close the distance to the other. Riley kissed Faye's shoulder in the meantime, having missed her favorite diplomat during her shift. Her right hand slowly running along the prosthetic arm of Faye, seemingly checking it for anything that would be off on it, or she just enjoyed the feel of her skin against her digits.

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[Ens. Faye Lintah Elio-Danvers  | Public Baths | Deck 12| USS Theurgy 01]Attn: 
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There was a lot of physical contact to distract Fayes mind for a moment, and she allowed herself to revel in the purely tactile delights she was feeling. The kiss on her jaw, the breath on her skin, and the warmth of one of Riley's hands in hers. Then the contrast of Daniel's touch. This too was warm, but it was new, and unfamiliar to the Betazoid. A simply hand on the hip, but she welcomed and cherished this new sensation just as she basked in the delight that was Riley Patterson. Different - male compared to female, stranger compared to lover, but each exciting and embraced in their own way. Faye knew no other way to be.

Of course, when in close proximity to two individuals that were thinking very loudly about each other, and herself, and all the varied combinations thereof, it was impossible to remain distracted for too long from the mental aspects of what was going on. Unless she wanted to tamp down hard on her empathic and telepathic abilities. And she could, of course, and in doing so still enjoy the moment. But that would not be nearly as fun. Especially since she knew, explicitly, that she had permission to venture into Riley's thoughts. After all, the girl was thinking directly at Faye and asking little questions. The nurse had pegged onto that trick pretty quickly in their relationship.

Daniels thoughts weren't as open to her as Riley's, and out of respect she basically only picked up what he was broadcasting. Not her fault if she heard him, but she wasn't going to dive in and poke around. She did give him quite the smile however, as they walked into the warm water, eyes flashing for a brief moment over her shoulder. She picked up a few desires, as well as a sense of hesitation from the past. The Betazoid wondered if this section of the baths, this smaller, steam filled hot pool, would be private enough for him. Or for that matter, if the good Lieutenant would enjoy breaking some of those rules he sententiously observed when he was younger.

Faye watched as Riley sunk into the water and sat, then let her eyes drift over to Daniel for a moment. Very male, that one, hard in all the right places. Mostly she amended, though, given the thoughts she was reading from her paramour, the Ensign knew that the third member of their little group could rise to any occasion. She decided she'd like to see that, as she felt delicate hands encircle her waist and draw her in.

"Well hello," she murmured aloud as Riley settled the lithe diplomat down. She took her own time wiggling from side to side, adjusting herself in Riley's lap, rubbing up against the girl, before letting one of her legs casually drift open, just a bit. Her foot would end up against Daniel's shin, just resting there. She glanced at him, and feeling he didn't mind, left the touch there, lingering as she shut her eyes and let her head tilt back. She purred just a little bit, listening to what Riley told her flyboy, and then what the nurse felt. Desire from previous encounters, pleasant and heated memories. Longing for Faye herself. Curiosity at what would develop. A desire for her two partners to get along. And concern for Faye. Always that tender care, that the Betazoid craved, even when it occasionally exasperated her.

So she let Riley discreetly check her arm, allowing herself to feel the feedback for the touch. She raised her other arm up, out of the water and curled it around Riley's head, gently stroking her hair and pulling it and away from the ear that was furthers from Daniel. She kissed that ear, all while watching the pilot and murmured so only her lover would hear. "Think about what you'd like to see, and I'll make it happen."

Turning her gaze then to Havenborn, she shifted herself in Riley's lap to better look at him, almost sitting sideways. Faye drew the leg closest to him up, out of the water, then stretched it out across his lap, carefully and slow. If he had an issue he could very easily deflect her with a hand - or a thought - as she spoke. "I've been told that you know my Riley very well, Daniel." She almost said Lieutenant, cause she knew he'd like it, but she liked the rules of the place. No Rank and was feeling impish to boot. "She's told me quite a lot about you." Shown, really. Allowed me to experience, she didn't say aloud. "I'll confess that I've been curious about meeting you for some time now. She paints such a vivid picture of you." Her eyes were locked onto the Martian's now, and knowing that both of them were watching, she very slowly licked her lips.

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

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[ LT Daniel Havenborn | Public Baths, Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ]  Attn: @Brutus, @Nolan + Others in the Baths

Daniel smirked as Riley gave her answer, he was kind of hoping to see some of the other things that she was into but he supposed that would have to wait for a later date.  He watched as Riley pulled Faye onto her lap then a moment later she pulled him closer, he brought his hand to the back of Riley’s neck and slowly traced his fingers along it the edge of her collar.  He paid close attention to what Riley did to Faye however, committing it to memory to possibly use later.

Daniel kept both of his eyes switching from Riley to Faye and seeing Faye lean in to Riley he could only wonder what she had said.  It was obvious that she had whispered something to Faye that he wasn’t going to be privy to, but that was fine as he thought of ideas that he’d like to do with both beautiful women.  “There are a couple of things I’ve always wanted to try.”  He said aloud as his mind thought back to his talks with Krissy and how they had always wanted to invite someone to join them in bed but never got around to it.  Krissy had wanted to be put in the middle, Daniel in front of her and the second woman behind her with a strapon.

Although as Daniel was about to begin thinking about the second thing he felt Faye’s leg stretch across his lap and he stopped and looked into her eyes as she started speaking and listened to what she had to say.  "I don't know if I'd say that, but I do know her fairly intimately."  He said with a smirk.  As she said that she had been curious to meet him he placed his hand on her leg slowly massaging her.  “She’s told me a little bit about you as well and I have to say seeing you in person is much better than seeing a manifest image.” Daniel said as he continued to maintain his gaze with her his mind now solely focused on wanting to actually wrap his arms around her and plant his lips on hers.  Kissing Riley was something that he enjoyed and he now wondered what kissing Faye would be like, would she kiss differently than Riley or would they be more of the same.  He maintained his massage of her leg, though he kept inching upwards towards her womanhood, which was something else he wanted to feel and see how it differed from Riley.
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Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

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[Ens. Faye Lintah Elio-Danvers  | Public Baths | Deck 12| USS Theurgy 01]Attn: @Nolan @Havenborn 
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She felt her breath catch ever so slightly as she got a peek into what Havenborn was broadcasting. Memories, of a woman she'd never seen, and had no real context for. Clearly, like Vivian Martin, and Havenborn himself, this girl was from the Resolve. Someone known, and someone lost. There was a pang of sympathy that was washed aside by the vivid memories, that mixed into fantasies about what might be done, with Riley. My Riley she thought, though not as possessively as the words might imply.

For a brief moment she took Daniels thoughts and shifted the picture. She could see Riley, pinned between them. Havenborn in front, or below  in this case, and Faye behind and above. Pressing her small chest to Riley's back, working her hips in time with the pilots. Spitting the nurse between them. Faye tasted the side of Riley's neck as she placed a sucking kiss to the skin, hearing Daniel moan as he bounced their shared lover between them...She found herself trembling just a little bit with desire in Riley's arms, a reaction she worked quickly to quell. At least for the moment.

There as, of course, the question of if the good nurse actually liked strap-ons. She'd never asked (though now she was very, very curious. She'd have to sort that out at some point in the near future. Not here in the baths of course. A quick look around told her that such an item was not readily on hand. And Faye had no desire to get up out of the warm water just then. Not as ran her fingers down, under the water, along Riley's thigh. No chance.

A quick glance back at Riley, and Faye smiled, wide, winking, before turning to Daniel again and letting her legs open just a bit more. An invitation of a sorts, and greedy as she was, she discreetly guided one of her nurses' hands down to her opposite thigh. See if she takes the hint she thought to herself. Aloud, she addressed the pilot next to them.

"I'm flattered to know I look better in person than my official manifest," she told him, with a coy smile. "I imagine that my state of dress helps." She knew she wasn't the most endowed woman on the ship, nor in the baths - the Chief of Operations had her beat, evenhandedly in that department, as did several other women near by - but she knew she looked good all the same.  Riley liked her, and she'd rarely had a man complain either. Especially once she got down to business.

Her grin grew a bit wider as she leaned forward in Riley's lap. This brought her face about an inch away from Daniels, as she murmured, very softly, "While I don't think we can play out everything running around in your head, Daniel, I can at least answer one question for you. " And then she closed that last little gasp - pressing her bum back against her lover as she leaned forward - and beat Daniel to the punch, kissing the flyboy herself, pressing those delicate lips to his, well aware that her paramour was watching.

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[ Ens. Ryuan Sel | Public Baths | Vector 1 | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] attn: @Brutus
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The world moved around them and Sel didn't care. She ignored as a few people left, stragglers who were there alone departed. She caught what looked like a J'Naii sneaking away and was mildly disappointed she didn't get a better look at whatever was in between that one's legs, but her primary focus was on Sarresh, was on his skin touching hers.

And yet she could feel a pang of a fear building inside her, growing as the new life within her body continued to grow. She had given herself completely to it. She had decided that she would carry their child and she would birth it when the time came, yet there was still the unspeakable fear that her life would be cut short, that at any time it would be over and when that happened it would not just be her who was cut down, it would be her child as well.

"I know," she breathed, her voice trembling ever so slightly. "I just..." She let out a breath and buried her face into his chest, holding onto him a little too tightly. "I just can't help but be a little... scared." She wouldn't have admitted fear to anyone else and the word was spoken at barely above a whisper. It was humiliating that of all things, this scared her. But she couldn't escape it. "Why did it have to be here? Why did I have to meet you here, why not somewhere else? Somewhere safe...

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #59
[ Riley Patterson | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Brutus   @Havenborn 

Riley simply watched the interaction between Daniel and Faye as they talked, wondering what the fair diplomat was picking up from the other party. Sometimes she envied the ability to hear what other people were thinking, the curious nature of Riley always wanting to know more and discover things she didn't know yet. She felt Faye's body tremble slightly for a moment, wondering if the water wasn't warm enough for her, Riley's hand ran over her back, stroking her skin lightly as she kissed her shoulder softly and rested her head against it.

In response though, she could feel the slender fingers of Faye run along her leg towards her thigh. he nurse's lips curling into a smile as she parted her legs just enough for Faye to venture further if she desired. The hand of Riley traveled down to Faye's rear, cupping her behind as she glanced over at Daniel, wondering what he would be doing to Faye, or thinking about what he'd do to her. The hand of the nurse was taken by Faye's free hand, being guided to her own thighs as Riley smirked and lead her hand up. Her thumb coming to rest against her paramour's sensitive clit. Her thumb began to roll against it, slowly, lazily, just enough to rile the diplomat up.

Faye decided to kick it up a notch as she addressed Daniel to his thoughts, she leaned forward as her body shifted in Riley's lap and the nurse leaned back a little as she let the girl settle in more comfortably between her legs. She looked up and saw Faye lean in to kiss Daniel on the lips. Riley's eyes widened and she bit down on her lip as she shifted her hand between Faye's legs. Pulling back yet sending it down her back, teasing her rear before approaching her womanhood from another side. She waited just long enough for Faye to get into the pilot's lips before she dragged a digit into the diplomat's core, pushing her finger deeper knuckle by knuckle. For the rest though, she remained silent.

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[ Lt (jg) Sarresh Morali | The Public Baths | Deck 12 | Vector 01 ] Attn: @Absinthe 
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The fears might have been washed aside for Sarresh - for the moment at least - but it was clear that for Sel, they were slowly bubbling up to the surface. Like a pot coming to a boil. A fitting analogy as the duo - trio - was currently curled up, nude, in a bath. The warmth kept him steady as the Bajoran woman in his arms laid out the darkness that was clawing up at her. He curled his arms around her, as if he could somehow shelter her and his child from the very things causing her fear.

"What would that be like, I wonder?" He asked her, not really expecting an answer. His mind tried to picture it and he couldn't. A small frown flowed over his face as he realized he couldn't imagine any other situation in which they would have met. Nothing with any real detail. Because his memory of his past was shadowed. Hidden and stripped away from him.  "it...I'm sure it would have been a far less stressful meeting but ....I'm not sure we could have met anywhere but here. Where else would a fierce warrior meet a frigid time traveler?"

Sarresh was trying to be humorous, to mask the sudden emptiness in his gut. The reminder, rearing its head again from the depths of his soul, that he was a man newly minted in so very many ways. He had no past that he could remember. No basis for 'what might have been'. Just a hollow point in his soul where the events that had shaped him were stored, locked forever away.

The counter to that was in his arms. And he pressed his lips to her forehead, just one kiss, at first. Then a second. A third. Following along the shaved portion of her scalp. Just trying to sooth and reassure.

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Reply #61
[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan

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Thomas' attention did not go unnoticed and Lillee's eyebrow rose high, Vulcan fashion, as her smile grew enigmatic. "Yes, quite alone," she said pleasantly, sipping her cerulean-coloured cocktail as she rather brazenly looked him over again, from his feet up his powerful legs to his bathrobe, even his muscular forearms and broad shoulders, hidden as they were in fluffy white cotton. Oh, sweet, sweet temptation. Perhaps it was because they were surrounded by so many nude bathers, all so wonderfully beautiful in their own ways, in their varied species and genders, but this man being covered up only piqued her curiosity. Lillee had come for some exercise and for a nice soak, but forbidden fruit (especially in such a delicious wrapping, and with such an intriguing mind behind those green eyes) was a potent distraction.

"Baths on Romulan warbirds are much like this," she commented softly, looking around her and Thomas to indicate her meaning. "I was so surprised to see a place like this on a  Federation starship. You humans are always so conservative with your bathing, after all, forever being so private with it. But for my kin, bathing is a social activity. To talk, to laugh, to play. This place does not have the lighting, the scents, the feel of candlelight upon the water that a bath on a warbird would have, but it is a lovely substitute."

Her eyes went to the three bathers, the two women and their male plaything in the warm bath who were enjoying each other's company in one of the warm baths. They were just in view of her and Thomas, as well as many of the others in the Baths, but did not seem to care a whit. "Take them, for instance. It is all well and good to have a private bath, but with friends, it is just so much sweeter. Especially on the eve of battle, or after its end. Such things make us a real crew."

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[ Thomas Ravon | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Griff 

The pilot could feel the eyes of the Romulan burn on his skin as she eyed him, yet he didn't mind the attention as he couldn't keep his eyes off the swim suit clad woman himself. He frowned as she started of Romulan warbirds and he straightened himself, his bathrobe sliding open slightly as it showed more skin, yet the tie around his waist held for now.

"Really? I've not been on any Romulan Warbirds myself to be honest..." he admitted as he smirked "Humans can indeed be rather... Private if it comes to nudity. Not all of them though..." he said with a smug grin "You could always ask the people in charge to have scents, or candles added to the area? I mean, I'm sure they'd be open for it." he encouraged her.

He followed her eyes to Daniel and the two women. He nodded slightly "True, bonding does makes us more cohesive in a way. Greater morale and the sorts, ideal before or after battle. Although after battle, one needs to vent all that pent up energy... Or at least, that's the case for me." He turned his gaze back to the blonde Romulan "Would you like to join me to soak in one of the other baths?" he suggested with a confident smile.

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[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan

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Pent up energy, hm? And with that oh-so-smug grin of his? Despite herself, Lillee felt her skin growing heated, her green blood flowing hotter, the faint whisper in her ear that all Romulans (and Vulcans, though they'd never admit it) knew well. The temptation to stop worrying overmuch, to stop overthinking, and simply live. Passion was such a fiery thing, a hot thing, that it rushed through a Rihannsu's veins with a fire that was not easily denied when it flowed.

"The other baths?" Lillee said in a quiet, sultry tone that nevertheless carried easily amidst the gentle conversation and sounds of water around them. Truthfully, after the hard exertion of her swim, a pleasant soak in a warm bath would be lovely, and the thought of hot water on her heated skin sounded like exactly what she needed. That she could do it with this Thomas fellow was a delicious added bonus. Her words were, after all, true: to bathe with others was a social act, something that she had missed in her long years outside the Empire.

Thus she finished her cocktail, relishing the taste, before setting her glass down upon the bar and moving a strand of her long blonde hair out of her eyes. It was a curse, really, of having such long hair, that it took forever to dry, dripping all over the place, but now, Lillee didn't seem to mind. She reached out to take Thomas' hand, smiling softly. His hands were strong, but so were hers.

"Come with me, then, Thomas," she said, as she lead the tall, muscled human towards the warm baths. A faint haze of steam and haze greeted them in the room, as well as a measure of privacy from everyone else save the three communal bathers in one of the other baths, but they were not Lillee's objective. Instead, she lead her date (oh, so that's what he is now...) to the steam room.

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[ Lt. Cmdr Leon Marquez & Lt. JG Alessia "Angel" Garcia | The Public Baths | Vector 1 | Deck 12 ]
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The two lovers who had found an excuse to slip into the steamroom and had since opened their bodies to one another, as far as swimwear and decency would permit as they exchanged heated breaths. For the span of a momentary intimate eternity, they reminisced aboud their past and when and how they could pick up where they left off in the XO's quarters that night aboard the USS Hornet. Both of them remembered. Their night. Out of all the times before or since, Angel relived that night in her dreams as she reinforced those intimate memories about a future she would have earned and honored while Leon would have sworn every fiber in his being to a future spent in her presence.

Their lips locked, their blissful paradise was only complimented by fond conversation of better times they shared and were doing a fond job of recreating as his tight lips locked on her smiling full ones that occasionally nibbled his ear or a blood vessel on his neck that she herself let him know in the most intimate of ways that she liked as her calloused but smooth hands let his toned but chieseled and, ai, Dios such... a strong and warm body! The steam was clearing her breathing as her tight but smooth thighs vice-gripped his legs as the apex of her legs willingly and privately-devotedly grinded against the waterproof fabric that itself had been the only thing from Angel and Striker fulfilling their promises and willingness to surrender to eachother. Neither of them had spoken this much Spanish without the need to break from it to clarify whatever they had to say and to both of them, it was just so naturally wonderful. As long as they could neither of them felt the superfluous need to undress the other, despite the privacy some may have spent small fortunes to acquire.

They were a perfect fit to complement each other: Alessia didn't drink, and Leon wasn't a philanderer, even when he had the likes of Vivian Martin or some of the female senior crew interested, the former Resolve XO had made a promise to return to one woman before her thirtieth birthday, and with blessing from her parents, the Mexican officer would have married the Spanish Pilot if only duty hadn't stepped in and prevented their reunion. As they exchanged sweet nothings, the theme of an old shared tale of the Norse God Odin forbidding a Warrior and a Valkyrie to complete their love. Leon recited the title of this tale as he joked that, Odin had either a sense of humor or a surge in compassion in letting the Striker and the Angel reunite. The Warrior and the Vaklyrie.


Still atop her wartime paramour, Alessia placed back her bikini top before taking a 'who dares enter' pose or attitude matched by the broad-shouldered man at her side, who still managed to overlap his ankle alongisde hers as an excuse to keep their inner legs on one another. When the reaction wound up bein unnecessary, Angel grabbed the nearest towel to hide her now-relieved upper torso.

"Oh! Lillee. Hi." Angel spoke out of sudden familiarity with the Conn Officer she'd grown fond of. Angel broke the ice of the uncomfortable moment, with her million-bar-of-latinum smile beaming as innocently as the tomboyish Latina could afford her as she and Leon were having just the most wonderful of moments. Never one to withhold from sharing with her friends, she innocently spoke for both of them. "Don't be shy, come in, just lock the door if it's just you two, c'mon."
Lt. Commander Leon "Striker" Marquez
Chief Tactical Officer, USS Theurgy
"No one left behind."

Ensign James "Jimmy" Mariner
Security Officer, USS Theurgy
"Showtime!"

Lieutenant (J.G.) Alessia "Angel" Garcia
Valravn Fighter Pilot, USS Theurgy
"You're not the only one with a gun,"

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[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan, @Triton

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If she was honest with herself, the last thing Lillee expected upon opening the steam room door was to see two people quite clearly caught in the act. Her first instinct was to close the door and leave the two lovers proceed uninterrupted, as they were quite clearly enjoying each other's company, but...

Alessia?

Still holding Thomas' hand through the doorway, Lillee quirked an amused grin at her friend as she straddled her paramour and Alessia hurried to cover her breasts with a towel. It was wonderfully sweet to see Alessia and Leon back together amidst the sweaty heat of the steam room. All the pining and regrets, all the erotic tension between the two old lovers...Lillee's grin at them was as honest as could be in how happy she was to see them now.

And it was about damn time, after all.

"Hi Alessia," she said back, moving to retreat back out, before Alessia invited them in. It was awfully tempting, Lillee realised, her free hand on the door frame. The steam room was private, blissfully hot, and offered the company of friends. Alessia obviously didn't mind, nor did Leon, whom she suspected didn't care in the slightest that Lillee and Thomas had interrupted them in an intimate moment. Nor, indeed, could Lillee blame him. By all the Elements, Alessia was gorgeous, fire made manifest and given flesh. Not, indeed, that Leon himself was lacking. The sweat glistened beautifully on his skin, and she suspected  that he was hard as a rock where Alessia's waist concealed his.

Oh, that was not helping. Lillee had been hot in more ways than one with Thomas' interest, the lure of powerful body concealed behind the white robe, the intelligence that burned in his green eyes.

Not. Helping.

Still, unable to resist, Lillee glanced back at Thomas, biting her lip. "What say you, Thomas?" she murmured under breath, so only he could hear, her hand still in his. They hadn't properly known each other before this, having only interacted on a professional basis, no first names...and there was no rank in the Baths. "A warm soak is lovely, it is true, but steam is so pleasant for relaxation, and I could use this after my swim. It is doubly enjoyable with friends, don't you think?"

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[ Thomas Ravon | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Griff

As she quietly repeated his words to switch locations, it hadn't escaped him in what kind of a tone the Romulan decided to say it. His eyes sparkled with mischief as he watched the blonde finish her drink and reached out to take his hand. "Gladly..." he answered with a low toned voice as he finished up on his drink and followed the tempting Romulan to wherever she'd want to lead him.

As they made their way to the steam room, Thomas looked around in the baths, glancing over Daniel and his female companionship as well as to the main pool that was filled with various women. His sights eventually returned to Lillee as his eyes watched at her swaying hips as she walked them to the steam room. The warmth and steam greeted them both and it was getting pretty warm underneath the bathrobe quite quickly.

As they entered the room though it became quite clear rather quickly that they weren't alone. Alessia present in a semi state of undress along with the man Thomas only had known from meetings as Marquez. A quick glance over the two indicated that they know each other or were at least getting to know each other more intimate. It made Thomas grin widely as Lillee greeted Alessia, pleasantries exchanged as Lillee was guiding herself and Thomas back to the door. Garcia however told them that the two of them could stay and as Lillee asked her partner if he was up for it, the pilot simply nodded "Sure, why not." he smiled as he reached for the door to lock it.

With the door locked, Thomas gave a nod to Marquez and Garcia as he gave Lillee's hand a soft squeeze before he placed his other hand on her hip. He guided her to the couple, choosing to sit on a bench in front of them. The bench itself would allow room for the Romulan and the human to sit next to one another. Thomas sat down first and glanced up to Lillee as he guided her to take a spot on his lap. It wasn't obligatory, yet more of a subtle guidance for her to follow up on or neglect entirely.

The temperature quickly becoming too much for Ravon as he began to push the bathrobe off, letting it pool around his waist. His bare torso being met by the humid steam and warmth as it worked wonders on his muscles. Well aware that he wore nothing underneath the whole robe, he assumed that being seated he'd be able to cover up most of him with the robe just pooled besides him. He smiled teasingly at Lillee as he cast his eyes to Garcia and Marquez for a moment "I didn't know you two had history." he spoke up to break the ice himself.

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[ Lt. Cmdr Leon Marquez & Lt. JG Alessia "Angel" Garcia | The Public Baths | Vector 1 | Deck 12 ]
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After Leon had the first drink he'd had all week that wasn't springwater or Andorian caffeine, he couldn't have felt more as if he'd had the fullest extent of both. Just exchanging heated breaths and making new intimate memories, Leon's perspiring upper torso grinded against a certain caramel-skinned body of an Aztec warrior-goddess. In his aquatic briefs, Leon supported Alessia's grip and nuzzle, mumbling sweet nothings in their native tongue until their interruption. As if to cover up, he just chuckled; the human body was nothing to be ashamed of, particularly not for either of them, but lest she get any wayward ideas, he held her hip and stroked her navel.

"Commander." Covered fully again, Alessia stood somewhat at attention for her SCO, just out of a dutiful reminder that she was a good little officer. Pilots shared co-ed showers but ever since moving into Leon's quarters, she the amount of shared occupants in her showers went from her and her squad to just her paramour. A move that lately got her jeered at by her peers, of which she always had a comeback of still leaving the showers cleaner than anyone else. All in good fun, though she had as much a professional reaction to the newcomers as much as a playful one. Even despite this renewed loyalty to her friend, Angel replied to the pleasantries. "CTO Leon Marquez, this is my SCO--"

"Tom Ravon." Leon nodded as he explained, hardly bothered by the interruption. In addition to have seen him before if not properly met ouside of officer meetings. "We were more or less the same year back in San Francisco, but we haven't met socially."  Still formal to the other LtCommander in the room, but in a neutral way of letting him know he wasn't into men> Still, he wasn't rude to him or his date. "Jolan Tru." He greeted the pretty-faced and well-bodied Romulan in the same breath with the proper accent and formal birdlike head bow.

"I didn't know you two had history." Ravon had remarked as he disrobed. Alessia's eyes reactively glanced for just a moment just to excite her uninhibited imagination now.

Really? I would've figured Rawley would've... ooh, Leon.... mmm... Her thoughts of underestimating Ghost's discretion were cut off. She just smiled and indifferently let herself be hugged as Leon rested himself on her shoulder with his chiseled but warm face against her neck, as if her light moan was an answer when she felt more of him feel her body, exposed or otherwise.

"Dominion War. Those were rough days." Leon answered dismissively after a breath, only to have his modesty only slightly undermined as he heard Alessia hum continuously, as if agreeing. It was probably arousal at the sight of her superior officer disrobing and the thought that somewhere Lillee may have been either jealous or thinking the same thing at the sight of Leon's strong but careful hands roaming Alessia's muscular navel as she arched her back, cooing something in spanish as she lazily closed her eyes for a half minute.

Leon didn't exactly expect Alessia to have let her wild side return since they split over three years before. Alessia's friend Lillee was definately a looker, maybe, but Marquez until now hadn't thought of romance or intimacy with anyone but the Angel in his arms; evidently, he touched a nerve as she giggled a brief reply.

"Rough nights too." Resting her muscular but firmly round butt against her man and sighed as his held her lower tummy before sentimentally adding with a half-smile as her eyes opened, "We had a future planned out but victory didn't mean a life after the war." Her hands guided his to her top and stopped short, turning around and raising her eyebrow and with her eyes, glanced down and nodded at him to have a seat, turning from Ravon to Leon to guide him into having a seat.

Normally not one to take an order from a junior officer, Leon had no reservations, considering where Alessia was holding to guide him for a moment. 'Mm...hmm" he hummed in approval. After letting go, she sat atop him and resumed warming his legs within the grip of hers after swaying into a seat for herself. "How about you, Lillee? Getting your Romul-on?" baring a cute grin through heated passion, the busty and soon-to-be-topless Angel joked, having heard from Romulan women back in the war that one advantage to marching beneath the raptors' wings was the exchange of pon farr for a more... open approach to sexuality; T'zantha would have loved Lillee.

Lt. Commander Leon "Striker" Marquez
Chief Tactical Officer, USS Theurgy
"No one left behind."

Ensign James "Jimmy" Mariner
Security Officer, USS Theurgy
"Showtime!"

Lieutenant (J.G.) Alessia "Angel" Garcia
Valravn Fighter Pilot, USS Theurgy
"You're not the only one with a gun,"

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[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan, @Triton

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The human, Thomas, was remarkably bold in how he kept hold of Lillee's hand as he sat down, inviting her wordlessly to sit in his lap. It was an offer with a mountain of subtext. She could just as easily decline and sit beside him, a more tame stance, slowing down their heat that their flirting had sparked. They could sit in the steam room a while Alessia and Leon had their fun, flirt some more with each other, then they could leave. They could meet again the next day, or the day after that,  to build upon their flirting. Such things were how relationships began, a gradual procession of steps in which Romulans and humans were little different, save for the more elaborate nature of Rihannsu courtship.

But Lillee had been starved of intimacy for nearly a year. She was hot, the steam and the potent human scents driving her thoughts wild. And, there was no denying it, she was powerfully aroused, both by her partner and by the others' naked affection for each other. Her breasts were sensitive, her heart was thudding, her blood was on fire...and so Lillee was impatient.

So she accepted Thomas' invitation, sitting in his lap, her buttocks perched atop his muscular thigh with surprising comfort. Half turned as she was, Lillee's right arm and shoulder pressed against Thomas' torso, their sweat intermingling on their warm skin. The fluffy robe that he had let fall was a pleasant feeling on Lillee's bare thigh (although the night-black swimsuit wasn't especially comfortable now), but there was a vulnerability for Thomas. The fallen bathrobe pooled at his waist, concealing his manhood, but if it became erect...well, not even the white cotton could conceal that.

Thus, as Thomas and the other pilots chatted, Lillee traced a slender hand along his abdomen. She traced his sculpted muscles, his belly button (but no further...that would be cheating, after all), then up further, to his pectorals, gliding her finger over his skin, relishing the sensation. She even played with his nipples, lightly teasing them, tweaking them, all while her eyes followed the conversation. Her hand merely kept moving, an innocent idle gesture hiding nefarious intent.

Then Alessia unleashed that terrible pun and Lillee couldn't resist laughing, the sound seeming oddly loud in the small steam room, acoustically insulated as it was against the rest of the baths.

"Alessia, sweetie, that is the worst pun for my species that I've ever heard," she laughed. Alessia had her back to Lillee and Thomas now, straddling her soon-to-be lover as she was, and Lillee's laugh faded into a happy grin that was as pointed as her ears as she beheld her friend. Oh, that fiery grin that Alessia flashed back over her shoulder...she was a happy woman, and Lillee realised that by all the fires of Eisn, it wasn't just Thomas and Leon's powerful, handsome bodies that were sparking her. It was Alessia, too, that she found herself attracted too. The woman wasn't just beautiful objectively. She was genuinely affecting Lillee's arousal with that Spanish flair of hers, that cheekiness.

This could get very complicated, very fast, or it could get very wonderful, very fast.

"However, if I follow the idiom correctly...yes, I most certainly intend to 'get my Romul-on', my friend. It has been a very long time, you know..." Lillee stopped talking, simply focusing on breathing before she glanced back at Thomas. Her partner-in-crime, as it were, her teammate, whose thoughts, she suspected, strongly mirrored hers. "They are truly enjoying each other, are they not?" she murmured, her brown eyes looking into his green. "It is wonderful to see. In fact..."

With that, Lillee stood up, stretching her arms up into the air with languid grace. The sweat glistened on her skin, making the tight black swimsuit rather uncomfortable, but she ignored it as she moved over to the two lovers. She grasped Alessia's shoulders from behind, smiling.

"The door is locked and you are among friends," she said softly. "You need not restrain your passions. Embrace them, should you desire to." Then she planted a delicate, chaste kiss on Alessia shoulder before returning to Thomas, still smiling that mysterious, engimatic smile that none but the Romulans had ever truly mastered.

"Thomas, my swimsuit is not ideal for appreciating the steam," she said before turning around, showing him her back. "There is a zip at the top, at my neck. Would you be so kind?"

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[ Thomas Ravon | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Griff @Triton

The human was all too glad to see the Romulan woman plant herself down in his lap. While the gesture had been subtle and inviting, it seemed like the woman took the offer with both hands and clearly stood open for a more close and physical contact besides the flirting exchange of words they had shared at the bar earlier on. Thomas his hands moved over her back and came to rest on her hip, just out of reach of whatever butt came to sight as he placed the other on the opposite side resting on her lap, his warm hands able to feel up the muscular yet soft skinned legs of the woman.

As he talked to Marquez and Alessia, Thomas couldn't help but feel the heated body of the Romulan against his skin. The way their sweat mixed as her hands were a different story all together. Was she teasing him purposely as she felt up his torso, running over his abs before returning up to his chest and tweaked at his nipples. When she did so the pilot stirred lightly underneath her, giving her a heated look as he managed to barely keep the conversation going at a regular tone. "Alessia, baths don't hold rank so please do call me Thom." he smiled as he gave a nod to Marquez.

The man beat him to it to mention that the two of them met before, be it briefly during their academy days. Not much more then sharing certain classes or crossing one another on campus at the Academy. As they talked about the Dominion war, Thoma couldn't help but chuckle lightly and nod in agreement "Rough days would be calling it short frankly..." he listened to the two of them as they simply seemed to be made for one another as Lillee proved to be quite a distraction "Sorry to hear that the Fleet tore you apart in a way... Glad on the other hand that you've found each other again here."

When Lillee laughed with Alessia's cheeky pun Thomas saw it fit to get a feel of the woman himself. His hand tracing along her leg, sliding down to her knee with just his fingertips before sliding back up over the soft skin. He stopped short just at her thighs, only to switch leg and conduct the same slow move. He didn't get much further though as Lillee's words caught his attention. She hadn't been intimate for quite a while? How in the stars was that even possible?! A dashing woman like herself?

The eyes of the blonde glanced over at Thomas as she asked him that they were truly enjoying one another, Thomas could only nod in agreement "That they are... Though I have to say that I'm quite enjoying my company as well." he whispered to the Romulan as he kept his eyes locked on hers. To say that he was truly enjoying Lillee's presence was rather obvious, underneath the Romulan pilot, the arousal of the fighter pilot had developed slowly. Not having reached a full erection though, the swell of his semi hardened member would undoubtedly be felt against the buttocks of the slender Romulan.

Just like that though Lillee raised herself off Thomas as she stretched herself which reminded him of the Terran species of cats when they'd wake up after a nap in the sun. He gazed at her form and watched the swimsuit sling onto her shapes in the humid room. His eyes followed her as she walked over to the couple in the room, telling Alessia and her lover that they had the privacy they required should things go further and that both Lillee as Thomas were friends in this regard. It brought a smirk on Thomas his face as he gave a nod and leaned back a little, watching Lillee kiss Alessia innocently (to a certain degree) on her shoulder before returning back to him with a smile that Thomas always considered to be a kind of wicked.

She informed Ravon of the inconvenience of the swimsuit in the steamroom and asked him to help her take it off. The pilot gave a nod and stood up with no objection or shame. While Lillee would probably not be able to see Marquez or Alessia might be able to. By standing up, Thomas left the bathrobe on the seat behind him, standing in his natural glory and with his semi erection on display. He wasn't ashamed about his body nor was he bothered by it for other people to see him naked. Having spent most of his career in coed locker rooms, nudity there became more of a way of life. Nothing more or less.

He walked up to Lillee and quickly enough found the zipper as he pulled it down slowly, hearing the audible sound of it as he lowered it all the way down. With the fabric splitting open and showing the nude back of the woman to him, Thomas moved his strong hand over her back, giving her a nice slow rub all the way up to her shoulders as he brought his lips next to her pointy ears "Shall I help you out of these miss t'Jellaieu?"

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[ Lt. Cmdr Leon Marquez & Lt. JG Alessia "Angel" Garcia | The Public Baths | Vector 1 | Deck 12 ]
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Even Leon had to chuckle at that old joke. When the Imperial Navy offered volunteers to observe Starfleet battle procedures during the Alliance, Ensign Mariner had been caught with a Romulan Uhlan in his quarters teaching her some visual reference material from a certain ancient book from Asia. Getting your Romul-on, Ensign? Have fun, just keep it in the Neutral Zone. Marquez idly ordered his protégé at the time, giving James Mariner 10 additional minutes to attend a routine security briefing; that particularly cute blue-eyed brunette Romulan's own senior officer came by just a minute later and summarily ordered her to continue her 'reconnaissance'.... for the rest of his life, Jimmy never took that word seriously again, given the nature of getting his own 'Romul-on' and having to at least partially giggle at that word to the inexplicable chagrin of other security officers.


Angel almost blurt out 'Aye, Sir' up until the moment and Leon gave her butt a light pinch, only enough to tickle, rather than to hurt, and she didn't mind granting the only man in the galaxy that privilege; as if he were giving her the order to stand at ease... or rather, whatever she was doing next in that wily mind of hers.

Alessia had been looking for a comfortable position in a most artistic manner, as if to slowly ease into one of her secret dances, she held her arms above her head as she rolled her hips around, for Leon to enjoy, but also to give Lillee some ideas for Tom, but her erotic routine was briefly interrupted by just the most subtle but identified skin contacts only another woman's lips could have offered. Alessia almost lost her composure at the surprise but didn't object. In point of fact, she cupped a hand and gave a targeted spank across the blonde's nearest cheek as most pilots did in the communal showers from time to time. She'd encouraged Tessa May Lance in particular to give it a chance more often for mutual morale. Alessia met eyes with Lillee and maintained a curious exchange of facial expressions.

Without stopping her movements, Angel snapped out of her aroused trance and regarded the Romulan woman with a surprised, wide-eyed and mouth-agape expression of sharp amusement as if telepathically telegraming Oh-no-you-didn't!.... Game on, Girl! The expression changed into a playful, 'challenge accepted' scowl. As if she was just challenged to a sprinting contest by a competitor who had just darted towards the last holodeck credit for the next month; her second expression was the same she would wear knowing she could outrun and win the ensuing race.

Leon warily made note of the blonde Romulan's proximity as she moved, out of habit and a sense of caution, especially if protecting Alessia was involved, no matter how, well, aroused, they -both- were.  Mind over body, even if Alessia was doing one of her favorite striptease routines, Leon was just cautious, but fortunately and as he'd hoped, she was in in the spirit of the reason he'd agreed to come down here... Alessia was just asking if not outright begging him to suck on her neck and massage her beneath that white bikini. And he'd do so once the illusive Romulan finished her maneuvers. Despite this, he kept a neutral regard even if he was in the most pleasurable state of mind as he could even remember, given their ship's adventures. If only Leon would have known Alessia would've been down here, she particularly loved having mistletoe in that wavy hair of hers.

The other woman was Tom's, and Leon was all too satisfied with his own company even as she made the slightest overture to the latin woman who was just beginning to peel off a bit of her garments before this, showing just the right amount of booty to him. Leon kept his eyes where they belonged, even when Alessia turned her back to him, letting him appreciate that butt of hers while experimenting with the strings holding her swimwear to her full, curvy body. If anything could give him any resistance to psionic effects, it was a memory like this.

Men. Why couldn't they ever handle women's garments without assistance? Or was it his intention to tie her bikini bottom to her top, to tie into something he'd gotten into while she was out? Unlikely, given how loyal he'd been to her-- and she really made inquiries, to be sure. She was just about to burst if she the steamy air of this chamber and her own arousal didn't let her just sate one exact need her flesh demanded. It was just the best substitute for even her, a so-called, girl gone wild, back in her junior academy years. Before her dramatic return to grace.

As a haze settled in her mind, she sat down atop her fleshy, warm and moist throne as Leon held onto her waist and she guided those calloused but curiously inquisitive fingers onto the now freed knots that she 'technically' still wore. Her pupils dilated as she grinned.

"Music?" They asked un unison as they both had the same idea, jinxing at each other.
Lt. Commander Leon "Striker" Marquez
Chief Tactical Officer, USS Theurgy
"No one left behind."

Ensign James "Jimmy" Mariner
Security Officer, USS Theurgy
"Showtime!"

Lieutenant (J.G.) Alessia "Angel" Garcia
Valravn Fighter Pilot, USS Theurgy
"You're not the only one with a gun,"

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

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[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan, @Triton

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The threshold, that invisible impalpable little line in the sand, had been crossed. They were all in now, all four of them, driven by passions deeper than thought, locked in that primal dance. Standing there, she felt Thomas hand on her back, sliding the zip down with such torturous slowness while Lillee locked eyes with Alessia. The human woman's bikini was loose now, and Lillee ached to see what was underneath in proper detail. Even so, she devoured the sight of Alessia and Leon as they were, she sitting in his lap, while Tom eased the swimsuit off her back. When Thomas' hands touched Lillee's bare back, expertly massaging her muscles, she couldn't resist a light gasp at the sensation.

It was all so hyper-real, as if every touch on Lillee's skin, every delicious sight of the others, seeing Alessia's artful gyrations atop her lover's groin, just wound up overstimulating Lillee yet more. She yearned to reach behind her to feel Thomas' body, knowing that he had to be naked now, but it took all her discipline to restrain herself just that little bit longer.

The feel of Thomas' breath on Lillee's ear, that whispered offer, made Lillee smile. It was then, at a tiny shift of her body, that she felt something press against her buttocks, which were still sinfully covered. Lillee's eyes flicked from Alessia to Leon, then back to Alessia, before she spoke.

"Please, Thomas, strip me bare," she murmured back to her partner, even as her eyes stayed locked on Alessia's. "I wish to feel the steam upon the skin. It is so very hot in this suit, and I desire relief from this heat..." Then Alessia and Leon made their offer of music, and Lillee's eyebrow raised, Vulcan-style, forming an odd counterpoint to her enigmatic grin. "But it is so silent here, save for you, and I wish to hear only you." There was no indication of who 'you' was, nor was Lillee of a mind to elaborate. "Do we truly need the aide of music to be happy? Silence...the sound of skin upon skin, flesh upon flesh, our voices in this place, the hiss of the steam...that is music of its own."

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[ Thomas Ravon | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Griff  @Triton 

Hearing the lightest of gasps escape from Lillee was enough to make the pilot smirk behind her as he eased his hands up to shoulders to relax the muscles that were undoubtedly stressed by the ship's mission. There was however the distracting eye candy called Alessia as she rhythmically moved in front of Lillee before they both ended up in a stare off which was amusing to watch. However Thom's eyes slid over the bare back of the Romulan, still finding the buttocks of the woman covered in the tight swimwear. He felt Lillee change stance ever so lightly and as a result his arousal grazed against her rear as he grinned even wider.

She spoke up right after that, to bare her so the steam could settle down on her skin and the pilot replied with a low tone "My pleasure...." his hands pushed under the fabric at her shoulders and reached down to her collar bones. His wrists and arms pushing the swimsuit over her shoulders and guiding it further down as his own hands slid down further. The warm, calloused though strong hands snaked their way over her breasts. Feeling them up slowly as the bathing suit was lowered. His thumbs deliberately ran slowly over the sensitive nipples of the Romulan before the left her breasts all together to push the swimsuit down over her stomach.

The warm moist air would've greeted the skin of t'Jellaieu with kind, sweat and steam mixing together as Ravon had effectively stripped the top half of the Romulan for all to see. He himself couldn't gaze upon the prize, yet he imagined Marquez and Garcia would have perfect front row seats to the show. He leaned in to drops his lips tenderly on Lillee's shoulders, trailing his lips over her skin to the back of her neck as he made sure the rest of his body didn't connect to hers (besides his hands and arms).

He pushed the swimsuit further down, hands now reaching past her navel and reaching the lower abdominal region before nearing a more heated part of Lillee's body. His hands sprawled open, fingers touching an as large as possible surface as he ran his hands over her inner thighs, index fingers and thumbs running over that sensitive spot that human would know as a clitoris as the rest of his hands avoided contact with her womanhood as best as they could. With a final push, he lowered he bathing suit, feeling some resistance as it really stuck to her rear and skin before it flopped down and pooled at her ankles. He had given the company in the room a brief moment to have a look at the Romulan's private area before he took the courtesy of covering her up with his hand, almost cupping her private area with one hand yet increasing the friction against her body by doing so. With her entirely naked, he closed the distance from behind as his aroused state, which had turned rather erect by now planted itself against her buttock, his warm body connecting against her back entirely as he traced his single free hand over her abdomen.

"I like the silence just fine..." Thomas replied, his mind still on point despite the pleasant distraction he had been working with "I think miss t'Jellaieu is right... We can make a music of our own..."

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

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[ Lt. Cmdr Leon Marquez & Lt. JG Alessia "Angel" Garcia | The Public Baths | Vector 1 | Deck 12 ]
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Angel was cooing something into her man's ear which didn't really last long as she kept her eyes on the tall blonde and that body she could hardly believe was allegedly such a gray one by reputation. Alessia found Lillee more and more reminiscent of her onetime roommate. More good memories, and those were squarely why she'd followed her late friend's example and kept her inner womanhood bare. Leon's fingers had since fallen off as his hands strategically began to claim her previously-bare...details. Marquez's own ministrations picked up that much more energy

Their fellow guests were right, and she wasn't about to defy orders from her boss, even here, nor... dayum, Lillee had a nice rack, but she'd probably cheekily attribute it to Romulan superiority so Angel just lost her control through lidded eyes as she allocated her hands to fixing her wavy black hair from a ponytail into something sexier. Her body (and her mind) was already making its own tunes; Gypsy Kings' 'Volare'. Still grinding as Leon held her as only he could, she was just about ready to get him out of those briefs.  Her soft but equally strong digits had been likewise tickling her own partner's bare necessities, something he appreciated in kind by sitting up and peeling off his swimwear.

He was way ahead of her the next time her now-bare (and quite cute) behind made contact with him, she planted a musically noted kiss on him. He had nothing to be ashamed of, if anything, he made it quite clear through his movements of getting comfortable in the room's corner, with his legs on the seat next to them and Alessia now atop him. Leon was content to let his athletic soccer-player body be a plaything in what he could see was some sort of competition. For just a moment, he opened one eye to at once see that the Romulan's bare sex was exposed as Alessia's full mouth traced around his lips and slurped just a noticeable hum at the end of a building series of pants, moans and mewls.

Alessia was still locked onto Lillee from head to tow (and everything between), no matter how she tried to hide it, she was daring her friend into matching her own stamina and to boot, taking a provocative nibble on where a Romulan man's eartip would be, and Leon chuckled growlingly as Alessia finally found a 'comfortable' position. If anything, she was privately boast that she could write a check with her mouth that she could cash with her ass to her Squad leader and some squadmates and found perverse pride in that as she began to engage in her maneuvers.

At last, it was Leon's turn to join in on the duet as his hands guided Alessia's thighs atop him as he cupped her jawline to match lips with his. Having experience with her as he did, it was only a matter of dividing this encounter in terms of rounds, though this first one had only the slightest twist to it with their arrivals, and also twists and the turns she pulled between her slow but rhythmic bounds to let her fellow pilots see why she'd asked previously to cohabitate elsewhere on the ship. The now-fully-naked and carefree Alessia broke her kiss around the eighth bound of a minute to raise an eyebrow and make a kissy-lips facial expression to Lillee before arching back down to Leon and maintain her smiling regard to the other occupants as the passion in the room was to heat up.

Lt. Commander Leon "Striker" Marquez
Chief Tactical Officer, USS Theurgy
"No one left behind."

Ensign James "Jimmy" Mariner
Security Officer, USS Theurgy
"Showtime!"

Lieutenant (J.G.) Alessia "Angel" Garcia
Valravn Fighter Pilot, USS Theurgy
"You're not the only one with a gun,"

Re: USS Theurgy: What if - The Public Baths

Reply #74
[PO3 Lillee t’Jellaieu] | Public Baths | Deck 12 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Nolan, @Triton

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As Thomas stripped Lillee down, she luxuriated in his touch. The press of his lips on her collarbone was powerfully erotic, sending tingles down her spine, and then he continued his work, slipping the night-black swimsuit down her torso. The briefest of touches over her erect nipples made Lillee purr in the back of her throat, and all the while, she watched Leon and Alessia move things on. She watched him sit up, and Alessia stand up, the latina woman's bikini falling to the floor to reveal her wonderfully formed breasts, soon followed by her other swimwear, revealing her bare womanhood. Lillee watched Leon, his throbbing erection straining against his tight swimwear, before he finally liberated it from its confines, and then Alessia returned to her perch atop her lover as he lay back down on the bench.

She answered Alessia's challenging look with a daring smile of her own as Thomas finally worked the swimsuit down to her ankles, and Lillee lightly stepped out of the wet fabric, picking it up with her toes and flinging it away. Watching Leon and Alessia, her breath short with sensual excitement, Lillee grinned devilishly as Alessia found her place and Leon guided her atop his shaft. The quiver of Alessia's spine at the entrance of his large member was telling, as was the speed with which she accepted his manhood, not even pausing their fevered kissing as she bent down to him. They clearly wanted each other with profound, unstoppable desire, and it wasn't long before Alessia began her first rhythmic movements, gliding him in and out of her. Lillee and Tom had a magnificent view of Alessia's rear as she moved up and down, the carnal dance finally starting.

Then Lillee felt her own partner draw closer, and she gasped anew at the feeling of his hard body pressed against her back, his own manhood making its size plain through its weight atop her buttocks. As his hand went down to cover Lillee's moist lower lips, she instinctively traced his arm with her own hand with a long, sensual touch, until her hand covered his atop her most intimate area. With a barely audible "Hmmm..." of satisfaction, Lillee noted that Thomas, just as much a gentleman as a lover than as a squadron leader, didn't touch her. Not yet. She admired his restraint. It was taking every ounce of Lillee's self-control to not reach back and explore his shaft, so hefty was it on her skin. If their roles had been reversed, she'd have lost control long ago.

Instead, still smiling devilishly as Leon and Alessia began that gradual acceleration of their congress, she pressed down on Thomas' hand, pushing it onto her wet womanhood. She moved his forefinger up and down each lip, even letting it make the briefest of entrances, before lifting his hand back out as she turned around. With a deliberate motion, gazing into the human's eyes the entire time, she drew his moist forefinger into her mouth, licking her vaginal juices from it luxuriously.

"You do seem so very aroused, Thomas," Lillee teased, licking his finger again before glancing down at his still-erect manhood. She'd been right; it was very impressive. Not the largest she had ever had, but certainly in the running for the top three. Unable to resist any longer, she reached down with her other hand, running her knuckles down its length before gripping it lightly. "I think we can do something about that."

And then, finally, she released his hand to cup around the back of his neck and bounced up on her tiptoes to kiss him. It was light at first, exploratory, but soon it grew passionate, a wild, hungry kiss that was nowhere enough to sate their desires. It was only during a pause for breath that Lillee looked back at their companions to see Alessia's teasing look back as she energetically bounced atop Leon, even making a 'kiss' motion with her lips. Laughing freely, Lillee merrily returned to kissing Thomas, finding that he tasted truly delicious.

 
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