Star Trek: Theurgy

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] Attn: @Stegro88

As Isel Nix strolled down one of the many hedge-lined pathways that snaked through the grounds at Starfleet Academy, she couldn’t help but smile. The Vulpinian basked in the warmth of the San Francisco sun as she made her way along, feeling the sun’s warmth on her bare shoulders and face. It was late summer, and Isel wore only a tank top and a long flowing skirt as she made her way to meet some friends. The first semester of the year had started at the Academy just a week before, and Isel still couldn’t believe she was in her second year.

It seemed just yesterday that she had arrived at Starfleet Academy, having been enrolled in the Academy by Starfleet Intelligence following a change in her name and identity. She had been thrust into her new life with little time to realize what was going on, and had little choice but to hit the ground running. She had adapted to her new life quickly, getting to know her roommate, a xenophobic human who had initially been horrified at the prospect of having a shapeshifting alien as a roommate, and getting used to attending classes rather than underground deals and weapons exchanges. To say the jump from her old life to her new life had been a big one would have been quite the epic understatement, but she had managed.

Isel’s thoughts were pulled back to the present as she approached a large green space. The space was predominantly made up of a flat, green field of grass, though the area was periodically punctuated by tall, regal tree who’s broad limbs cast shadows in the bright summer sun. Many of those shadows were occupied by Cadets, who lounged in the shade in pairs or small groups to stay out of the sun’s heat. Isel’s eyes scanned the various groups of Cadets lounging in the trees’ shade, the Vulpinian reaching up to shade her eyes with her hand, when she heard her name being called by someone behind her.

Turning, Isel saw her friends standing in the sun-soaked field, the nearest one being a dark-skinned Human girl. As Isel watched, the girl swept her wild, curly black hair out of her eyes and held up a small orange disc for Isel to see, spinning the disc on the tip of her finger.

”Hey Isel! Up for some frisbee?”

Bitch, you know I love chasing that fucking frisbee… Isel thought to herself as an eager grin spread across her features.

”You know it!” Isel called as she went trotting over to the group of second year Cadets. ”Honestly, Allison. When have I ever said no to frisbee?”

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20 minutes later…

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[ Cadet Isel Nix | FRISBEE!!! | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ]

Isel’s heart pounded and the wind was in his face as she streaked across the grass, the green scent of the undergrowth filling her nose as she ran. Ahead of her she could see the her quarry as it soared on it’s course, always seeming to glide along just out of reach, trying to keep away from her. Trying to escape.

But she was gaining on the orange frisbee.

Her eyes strained as she focused even harder on the frisbee, her legs pumping to try and bring it within her reach. He senses were all alive, all focussed solely on getting the frisbee. She saw nothing else.

She certainly didn’t see that the frisbee had soared over the hedge and beyond the grass, or that it now travelled over the path that ran along the boarder of the field. Nor did she see that it was currently passing directly above a uniform-clad Cadet, who’s brown hair swung as she swivelled her head to face the body that was currently barreling towards her at top speed.

Isel let out a yelp as she realized at the last moment that she was on a collision course, though it was too late for her to react. She had just launched herself over the hedge, the leafy, rose-covered barrier barely registering in her mind as she pursued the frisbee. Now she had only a moment to think as she soared through the air, about to collide with the brunette.

Allison, you asshole… Isel thought bitterly as she closed the gap between herself and the brunette, her limbs flailing helplessly as she flew ever closer. I said not over the fucking path!

She could hear the laughter behind her as her small impacted the brunette’s taller frame, the force of the strike being enough to bear them both to the ground.

My friends are assholes… Isel concluded as she tried to extract herself from the tangle of limbs, finding herself between the Human brunette’s long shapely legs. As Isel realized where she had ended up, she added to the mental note. But I may owe them one this time…

Isel turned her attention to the brunette’s face, finding herself looking into a pair of enchanting hazel eyes. The woman’s scent filled her nose, enticing her senses and causing a seductive grin to cross her features.

Or at least it would have, if she was in a form in which she could grin. As it was, her jaws simply parted, letting her tongue loll out the left side as she panted from the exertion of running. Her tail wagged in pleasure at the position she found herself in. Mischief ever on her mind, she decided to have a little fun with the Human. Isel squirmed her way forward a tiny bit, tail wagging all the while, until her snout was touching the Human’s cheek. Isel sniffed the Human’s face, the woman’s enchanting aroma assaulting her senses once again as she did, before licking her cheek several times.

Then she shifted forms, changing from the form of a wolf to her Vulcine form, where she looked almost Human aside from having pointed ears, pronounced canines and a white furry tail. From the Human’s perspective, the white wolf-like dog that had accidentally jumped on her while vaulting over the fence would have shifted form, it’s fur receding and it’s face changing shape until it looked almost like a human female’s. Now her heterochromatic eyes peered at the brunette’s hazel eyes from a woman’s face, her pale cheeks framed by long white hair. Isel smiled at the Human, the sly smile given a somewhat intimidating appearance thanks to the prominent canines.

”You smell really good!” Isel said with a giggle, well aware of the fact that she was stark naked and that people were looking. Isel giggled again as she realized that, while she was known for throwing herself at people, she had never actually thrown herself at someone before, not in the literal sense at least. The thought caused Isel to start laughing, even as she still smiled at the Human who's legs were currently positioned on either side of her hips.

”So... what’s your name?”

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Cadet Donna Petterson. Cadet Petterson. It had an odd ring to it. But she would get used to it. She had to. It was who she was now. No more undercover assignments or crazy adventures. Well, relatively speaking anyway. Starfleet wasn’t exactly known for being a boring occupation. But her old life was over. Dead. And she was here now, to choose a new one.

Here being San Francisco at the main Starfleet Academy Annex. Donna, despite her previous life, wore the uniform and rank of a Cadet. It was the best way to cement her new life. Who would believe that she would go back to school for 4 years. Well, 3 years. They had swindled some credit for prior learning onto her enrolment and so she was joining those students who were currently in their second year.

Which explained the reason she was walking along one of the paths that led through the campus. The semester had started the week before but her transport had been delayed and so she had only arrived that morning. She was on her way to the administration building to report her arrival and had decided that the scenic route was preferred. She was a week late already, so another hour wouldn’t matter really.

She had noticed the cadet playing fetch with her dog, none of her skills had diminished despite her change in career and had disregarded it as such. Which went a long way to explaining her complete surprise when said dog bounded over the hedge that lined the edge of the path. 

There was nothing she could do as the canine soared through the air. There was no time to dodge or duck. All she managed to do before impact was turn her body enough that she was hit square in the chest instead of the side. As they tumbled to the ground, their limbs became tangled and they finished up with Donna flat on her back with the dog sitting between her legs. Looking at the canine, Donna almost thought that the dog was staring back at her with its mismatched eyes of blue and green.

Just as Donna was about to try and shoo the dog back a little so that she could stand, the dog, its tail wagging a mile a minute, shuffled forward until its nose was pressed up against Donna’s cheek. Just as she thought it was going to back away again, the dog licked her cheek several times. And then one of the most amazing things Donna had ever seen happened. The dog, changed forms.

“It’s not a dog,” Donna said to herself as she watched the transformation from about as close as you could get. “It's a Vulpix. No, that’s not right. A Vul-...Vulpi-...Vulpinian. That’s it. It, or rather, she, is a Vulpinian,” Donna concluded as her eyes scanned the nude form that was now positioned between her legs. Donna had never been so grateful that she had chosen to wear pants that day.

She was beautiful. Donna had never had an aversion to either gender and had, both willingly and for the sake of a mission, used her body to please both sexes. But very few of them could compare to the woman before her. There was just something about her that mesmerised Donna; making her forget that all of this was happening in the middle of Starfleet Academy.

“You smell really good!” the Vulpinian giggled. Something unseen caused her to giggle again and Donna had to force herself to keep her eyes level when she did. “So... what’s your name?”

Donna, couldn’t help it. After everything that had just happened. The crash, the tangle, being sniffed and then licked to discovered the canine in question in all of this was in fact a beautiful Vulpinian female. Donna laughed as he looked up at the sky. Managing to control herself finally, Donna returned her attention to the naked girl that was still positioned between her legs.

“I’m Donna. Donna Petterson,” Donna introduced herself. “And who might you be? And do you usually jump on random girls?”

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | San Francisco | Earth | 2376 ] Attn: @Stegro88
[Show/Hide]Isel watched as the Human who’s legs she was currently still between, and who she was currently still pinning to the ground, laughed. The Human cast her gaze up at the sky as she did so, leaving Isel a moment to study her. She had hazel eyes that looked out from a face with high cheekbones, and which was framed by brown hair. Her laugh had a melodic quality to it, ringing in Isel’s ears like music. She was, quite simply, one of the most beautiful creatures the Vulpinian had ever seen.

”I’m Donna. Donna Petterson,” the woman said by way of introduction, returning her gaze to Isel. ”And who might you be? And do you usually jump on random girls?”

The question caused another broad grin to spread itself across Isel’s features as her tail wagged slightly. ”I’m Isel Nix.” The Vulpinian replied, staring into the Human’s eyes. ”And… well… no. I can’t say I’ve literally pounced on anyone before. Not like this anyway…” Isel’s cheeks flushed slightly at the admission, ”Though I’d be lying if I said I was sorry for jumping on this particular girl…” She added with a hint of mischief in her eyes. Only then did the Vulpinian seem to notice that people were looking at them, the colour which had risen in her cheeks darkening as she glanced around to see that a few cadets had stopped to stare. ”Ah…we’ve got an audience…” Murmured the diminutive woman as she returned her gaze to the Human. She gave Donna a rather sly wink before her visage changed once again, shifting to take on a canine aspect once more, though slightly different than before. Her body maintained an almost humanoid appearance, albeit a furry one, as she shifted, her heterochromatic eyes remained locked on the Human’s as she changed.

Only once the change was complete did the Vulpinian push herself up and away from the Human, ending in a kneeling position in front of Donna, still staring at Donna’s face from her new vantage, seeing the Human’s lovely visage from a new perspective. Namely, looking along the Human’s body, her view framed by Donna’s legs, which were still bent at the knees and slightly spread in the same position they had been when Isel had been wedged between them. After a moment Isel rose to her feet and extended a hand to help Donna up, watching the Human to try and gauge her reaction to the Vulpinian’s new form.

As she stood with her hand extended towards the other woman, she took advantage of her position to admire Donna’s physique, making no effort to hide the fact as her eyes trailed over Donna’s supine form.

”C’mon, I’ll help you up! It’s the least I can do after knocking you down. Sorry about that, when I chase the firsbee, I sorta get in the zone...” Isel told the other woman, ”Don’t worry, I don’t bite. Well… not often, anyway.” She added, her canine ears drooping out to the sides ever so slightly, giving her a slightly guilty expression as she waited for the other woman to take the furry, clawed hand which was extended towards her.

Lt. JG Donna ‘Chance’ Petterson | Starfleet Academy | San Francisco | Earth ] 
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“I’m Isel Nix,” the Vulpinian said and Donna found herself simply admiring the tone of her voice. She heard that Isel said about pouncing but didn’t register it at the time as lost she was in just hearing Isel speak. And she could not understand why. "Ah...we've got an audience..." Isel murmured, causing Donna to look around and see dozens of other cadets staring at them, or perhaps, more correctly, the naked Vulpinian female in her lap. She returned her gaze to the woman in question just in time to catch a wink from her before she started to shift again.

“I don’t think they are looking at me,” Donna said but was unsure is Isel could hear her while changing forms. When she had finished morphing, Donna now had, what she could only describe as a werefox, in between her legs. And she was beautiful. She looked almost exactly like she had as a canine, except now she was humanoid. But the one thing that had not changed was those mismatched eyes that were locked on her own. 

“Wow,” Donna found herself whispering. She had seen a lot of things in her time, but she had never met a Vulpinian. Her eyes followed Isel’s as the female stood up and gazed back down at her, shamelessly looking her over before extending a clawed hand out to her.

"C'mon, I'll help you up! It's the least I can do after knocking you down. Sorry about that, when I chase the frisbee, I sorta get in the zone..." Isel told Donna, "Don't worry, I don't bite. Well... not often, anyway."

“Thank you,” Donna responded, grasping onto the outstretched arm and standing as she was pulled upright. Dusting herself off and smoothing out her uniform, Donna realised that she was actually taller than Isel, by at least 6 inches. “I was on my way to Administration when you pounced on me,” Donna shared as she stood there. It wouldn’t till later that she would realise that she had shared that so casually. “Should I ask what would cause you to bite me?” Donna asked, although a part of her could already guess what the answer would be.

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] @Stegro88

As Isel helped the Human called Donna to her feet, Isel found she had to angle her head upwards to look the Human in the eyes. Donna was at least 30cm taller than the diminutive Vulpinian, though that was hardly unusual since Isel only stood 152cm tall. Isel didn’t need to be tall to see that the Human would be beautiful from any angle. The woman’s brown hair framed a gorgeous face, with high cheekbones and stunning hazel eyes. Isel still had the Human’s scent in her nose, and her head still felt vaguely like it was swimming.

As the taller woman reached her feet, she thanked Isel and informed her than she’d been on her way to the Admin building when Isel had pounced on her. The all-too-accurate description made Isel laugh and give the Human an apologetic look. Then she asked what might cause Isel to bite her. The question caused Isel to colour slightly, the shorter woman able to feel the heat rising in her cheeks.

”Oh, uh…” Isel mumbled, glancing around while trying desperately to find a reason not to answer that last question. ”Well…” Just then Isel saw her friends come jogging up to the hedge, and also that Allison had brought her clothes.

”I thought you might need these!” Allison giggled as she tossed the bundle of clothing over the hedge. Isel caught the bundle and grinned at Allison, thinking that she owed Allison a beer for that frisbee toss that had brought her down on such a lovely creature. Maybe two beers.

Isel tossed her tank top over her shoulder for the moment, and stepped into the orange skirt. She shifted back to her Vulcine form and she pulled the long skirt up, her fur disappearing as she once again took on an almost Human appearance. Keeping her bare back to Donna, she glanced at the woman over her shoulder and looked at the Human woman with a coy expression. ”No peeking!” She said with a giggle and a sly wink before quickly taking the navy blue tank top off her shoulder and pulling it on over her head. Now fully dressed, slipped her feet into the pair of flip flops that she’d let fall to the ground, then turned to face Donna once more.

”Much better! I think everyone’s had enough of a show for now!” The Vulpinian giggled, grinning at Donna. ”Well, I think I’ve had enough frisbee for today! I could show you the way to the Admin building if you want!” She suggested as she smiled at the beautiful woman standing before her. As she waited for the Human's reply, she found herself desperately hoping that Donna would take her up on the offer.

Lt. JG Donna ‘Chance’ Petterson | Starfleet Academy | San Francisco | Earth ]
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Donna watched and waited as Isel hedged on what would cause the Vulpinian to bite her. She was saved from answering though by the arrival of another cadet bearing a handful of clothing.

“I thought you might need these,” the cadet giggled as she tossed the bundle over the hedge. Isel deftly caught the bundle and grinned a toothy grin back at the cadet before preparing to don her clothing. With her tank thrown over a shoulder, Donna watched as Isel stepped into her skirt.

“Commando, my kind of girl,” Donna thought before she realised it might be more of a convenience thing than a personal choice. “Having that tail might make it harder to wear regular clothing.” Further thought was forestalled by Isel changing forms again; returning to her almost human appearance as she pulled her skirt up to her hips.

“No peeking,” Isel said with a giggle and a wink as she looked over her shoulder at the human woman standing behind her.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” Donna found herself retorting without thinking. “Peeking implies sneaking a look. I’m not sneaking,” was the thought that occupied her mind as she ran her eyes over the vixen’s form as she watched her finish dressing. Her mind was still distracted when she realised that Isel had proposed showing her the way to the Admin building.

“Ah, that would be great thanks,” Donna answered, again without really considering the question. “What are you doing Donna? You memorised the layout of the grounds on your way to Earth. You don’t need a guide so why are you acting like a buffoon?” she chastised herself. “Its easy to get lost when everything looks the same,” Donna offered up as a lacklustre reason for accepting the Vulpinian’s aid. “So are you new here as well?”

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] @Stegro88

Isel smiled as the Human, Donna, had agreed to have Isel show her the way to the Admin building. The Vulpinian, now dressed, stepped forward and slipped her arm around Donna’s as she started guiding the woman along.

”Careful! The fox bites!” Called the girl who had brought Isel her clothes. Isel glanced back over her shoulder and feigned a biting motion, her teeth clicking together as she did so, before sticking her tongue out at Allison. She heard the other girl laughing as she turned her attention back to Donna. ”Don’t listen to her,” Isel said to Donna, giving the taller woman a smile, ”she’s just trying to give me shit. I didn’t even leave a mark that time…” Isel’s face coloured as she realized she’d just incriminated herself. ”Uhh… forget I said that…”

Smooth Isel…

Isel looked up at Donna, who’s arm she still held on to, and cocked her head slightly. ”Sorry, I never answered your question! I’m not new, no. I’m in my second year.” As they came to an intersection of paths Isel guided Donna to the right. ”Don’t worry you’ll get used to the campus in no time!”

Isel studied Donna for a moment, taking in the beauty of the angles of the woman’s face, her enchanting hazel eyes and the slight pout of her lips. She was probably an average height for a Human, though that didn’t change the fact that she was considerably taller than Isel. The Vulpinian let her eyes trail down over Donna’s neck, shoulders and torso. She made no attempt to hide her examination of the other woman, having never been particularly shy or covert about the way she showed interest in people. The thought dawned an Isel that Donna might have a clear view down the front of Isel’s shirt, given her height and current vantage point. The thought caused an impish glint to shine in the Vulpinian’s eyes and she stretched her shoulders back a bit and leaned against Donna’s arm, testing to see if the Human would take the bait and sneak a peek. ”So are you more nervous or excited to be joining Starfleet?” Isel asked, the curiosity in her tone coming from waiting to see if Donna took the bait as much as interest in her answer.

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“Am I nervous or excited to join Starfleet?” Donna wondered as she walked along with the Vulpinian leaning on her arm. Glancing over, she noticed that she could see directly down the woman’s shirt, past the mounds of her breasts to her navel. There was even the hint of a nipple on one side. And this cadet, Isel Nix, either didn’t care or was doing it deliberately. Adding it to how the Vulpinian had already acted around her, Donna decided that she was doing it deliberately. Even as she registered this, her mind continued to work on the question she had been asked. “Technically I joined Starfleet 9 years ago. But I can’t tell you that,” Donna thought to herself as they walked. 

“I suppose I am both and neither at the same time,” Donna replied calmly, as she looked down at Isel. She couldn’t help herself and peeked down the front of the woman’s shirt again. “This Isel Nix certainly had an impressive form to her,” Donna noted silently. “And that was before she changed it.”

“It’s different from what I was doing joining,” Donna said as she looked down and away; putting her training to use to put up a front that basically said ‘I don’t want to talk about it.’ “What about you? Are you excited or nervous?” Donna asked, turning the conversation back to the Vulpinian draped on her arm. “And do you usually flaunt your assets so openly?”

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] @Stegro88

Isel listened as Donna answered her question before the Human posed her own questions. Isel pursed her lips for a moment as she considered the question. ”Oh, I’m excited to be here! It’s way better than what I was doing before I joined Starfleet! Plus I get to meet a lot of new people. And try new foods!” Isel directed a broad grin up at Donna as she elaborated. ”I tried Suzie for the first time last year, and it was sooo good! Wait… that’s not right.” Isel’s face scrunched up as she puzzled over the word she was looking for. She peered up at Donna for help as she began to describe the food, hoping the Human could help. ”Little bite sized pieces of food. Rice. Fish. Seaweed. Shit, what’s it called?”

While Donna’s first question has made Isel pause to consider her answer, the Human’s second caused Isel throw her head back and laugh.

”I’ve been told that I’m quite… oh, what’s the word you Humans use? Liberal? Yeah, I think that’s it.” Isel grinned at Donna as she tried to come up with the word. ”I’ve been told I’m very liberal in the way I act. I’ve also been called “touchy feely” and "flirty". Some guy called me a whore once. Allison, the one who brought my clothes, keeps saying I throw myself at anything with a pulse.” Isel paused to chuckle before she continued, shaking her head before once again turning her attention to Donna. The Vulpinian tilted her head back to look at the Human woman with a toothy grin. ”Sorry, I’m kinda rambling, huh?” Isel giggled and narrowed her eyes at the Human. ”Anyway, I guess the answer to your question would be a yes? Though the fact that you commented on my flaunting means your were looking!” Isel stuck her tongue out at Donna and winked as they continued down the path.

”So are you enjoying the view, perv?” Isel giggled again as she teased Donna, the Human seeming to be more on the subdued side. Isel was curious to see how the Human reacted to her taunts. She suspected Donna wold look adorable if she blushed.

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“Hard not to look with everything you were showing off. That doesn’t make me a perv,” Donna corrected her companion casually as they walked. “But yes, I was enjoying the view. It’s a good one,” she answered without looking. “And that food with the rice and fish. It’s called sushi. Its originally from a place called Japan.”

Up ahead, Donna caught sight of her destination and a part of her actually felt disappointment that Isel and herself would be parting ways. The Vulpinian, despite her occasional rambling nature, intrigued Donna in a way that not many had.

“And she is definitely easy on the eyes,” Donna noted silently as her mind replayed the views she had had of the woman. One of the blessings of a near eidetic memory. “If I’m honest, I’m curious what else she is like. And not just in bed. That canine form looks like it could take down a ‘roo’ or deer pretty good.”

“Well, it seems we have managed to find the Administration building,” Donna said as she indicated the building ahead of them. “I guess this is where we part ways. I’d like to think I’ll see you again but the Academy is a big place with lots of cadets and classes so you can’t be sure.”

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] @Stegro88

Isel gave Donna a cheeky smile as Donna denied being a perv, the Vulpinian’s eyes shining with mischief. ”You can deny it all you want, Donna, but I can still hope!” She then snapped her fingers and grinned as Donna provided the correct name of the Japanese food. ”Sushi! That’s it! I can never remember what it’s called.” Isel laughed at her own foolishness, knowing full well that she’d forget the proper name within the hour.

Isel felt a pang of regret as the Admin building came into view and Donna mentioned parting way, the diminutive shapeshifter finding herself craving more time with the Human. As Donna mentioned the fact that the Academy was a big place and that they couldn’t be sure to meet again, the Vulpinian took hold of Donna’s arm, momentarily halting their progress as she turned an eager gaze on the Human. ”Oh, don’t you worry. I’ll make sure we meet again soon!” Isel peered up at Donna as she spoke, her eyes studying the Human’s face. ”If nothing else, I’ll need to ask you again what the food with the seaweed is called!” Isel chuckled, staring up into the Human’s hazel eyes.. ”And I’m not gonna lie. I find you intriguing, Donna Petterson.”

Isel gently ran a hand down Donna’s arm, allowing her eyes to run down over the Human’s uniform-clad form as she did. ”Who knows…” Isel said, her voice taking on a sultry tone as she looked up at Donna through long white lashes. ”maybe next time I won’t be the only one with a bit of skin on display!” A flirtatious grin had spread across her features as she spoke, and the hand that had been running down Donna’s arm found the warm skin of the Human’s hand, which it momentarily took hold of. With a sudden motion, the Vulpinian pushed herself up on her tiptoes, almost hopping as she strained to plant a light kiss on Donna’s left cheek. With a giggle and another sly wink, the Vulpinian released Donna’s hand and stepped back, walking slowly backwards. ”You still smell really good! She told the Human who had captured her interest, still walking backwards as she found it hard to pull her gaze away from the taller brunette. ”Bye, Donna! I’ll see you around!” And with those words, the Vulpinian turned on her heels and moved off, giving Donna one lat glance over her shoulder before being lost in the trickle of cadets who made their way along the many pathways of the Starfleet Academy campus.

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Donna never had a chance to reply before Isel had walked away, her tail swishing the air behind her. Her mind was still digesting everything the Vulpinian had said to her and her usual calm and focused demeanour has been thrown out the window ever since being tackled to the ground by the fox.

“If I’m honest with myself, I find you intriguing as well, Isel Nix,” Donna thought to herself as she watched said female walk away. “Although, I’m not sure I am going to go as far as you did with the displaying of skin. Not without a stiff drink or 4,” she considered, mesmerised by the movements of the tail before it disappeared into the crowd of the academy. “I wonder what sex is like when you have a tail.”

Shaking the thought away, Cadet Donna Petterson turned and walked into the admin building to report for duty.

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2 Weeks later

“Where is the bloody book?” Donna hissed out softly as she continued to scan the shelves. The librarian had assured her that they had a hard copy of the novel in question within the many shelves of the building and despite knowing that it would have been so much simpler to read it on a PADD, Donna wanted the age-old feeling of feeling the paper between her fingers.

“Aha,” Donna finally exclaimed when she located the book, titled ‘Guilty Pleasures’. It was an old book, the first in a series that sounded interesting to Donna. As she bent over to retrieve the book from the bottom shelf where it had been hiding, she felt a hand on her backside.

[ Cadet Isel Nix | Library | Starfleet Academy | 2376 ] @Stegro88

Isel had been sitting in the library with her friend Allison, struggling to listen as the Human girl tried in vain to explain the finer points of Fractal Calculus to her. The Vulpinian was struggling in the course, and while she was happy to take a mediocre mark in the subject, Alli had made it her personal crusade to try and enlighten Isel on the details of her favourite subject. Isel had long since stopped listening, and was not fighting to prevent her eyes from glossing over completely. Allison sighed as she watched Isel yawn lazily, realizing at last that the white haired shapeshifter had stopped listening. ”You haven’t heard a word I’ve said, have you?” Alli asked, narrowing her eyes at Isel as she spoke.

”Nope! Not a thing.” Isel informed her, grinning guiltily at her friend in a way that showed off her fangs. ”You lost me at “the cool thing about Fractal Calculus”.”

”Are you fucking serious! I said that twenty minutes ago!” Allison hissed, not wanting to make too much noise in the library lest she get scolded by the grouchy old bespectacled librarian who sat at a desk nearby.

”’Fraid so!” Isel confirmed in a bright, cheery voice as she spread her arms wide in an exorbitant stretch. ”I told you I don’t care about the course. If I barely pass it, I still pass.” Isel cast her gaze around the library distractedly, hoping to find something to occupy her mind should Allison insist on teaching her more about the snore-worthy subject. As she did so, her eyes caught sight of a familiar form heading off into the rows of shelves. Well there’s something I wouldn’t mind studying. Isel thought to herself as a distracted grin spread across her features. I really should take an opportunity to brush up on Xenobiology.

”Ok, you perverted little Vulp. Who are you looking at this time?” Allison asked, her tone taking on the unmistakable ring of exasperation. ”I know what you’re looking at when you get that look in your eyes.”

”I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Isel giggled as she pushed her chair away from the table and rose to her feet. ”I just remembered that I wanted to go look for a book. I think it’s over there.” Isel informed the Human, nodding to the aisle where she had seen the familiar form disappear. ”I’ll catch up with you later, Alli.”
”Tell whoever it is you’re after that I say “Hi!” Alli called after her, knowing full well what the Vulpinian was up to. The remark, spoken in a loud tone, earned her a grumpy-sounding “shh” form the Librarian.

Isel moved quietly to the end of the shelves, peering around the corner to see the lovely figure of one Donna Petterson studying the contents of the shelves in front of her. Isel watched with an almost predatory look in her eyes as Donna bent forward to reach for a book on the bottom shelf, presenting the Vulpinian with a rather enticing view of the Human’s shapely backside. Isel smiled to herself as she silently padded forward, moving up behind Donna as the Human pulled the book free of the shelf. Isel reached her left hand forward, the sight raising a burning desire within the diminutive Vulpinian and leaving her unable to resist herself, and cupped the shapely curve of Donna’s left cheek.

”Now there’s a delicious sight!” Isel said with a giggle as she let her left hand fall away while at the same time darting her right hand forward to slap the right cheek of Donna’s behind. The slap caused a resounding crack which could be heard by those nearby, prompting one cadet to poke their head around the end of the shelf to investigate the noise. ”Hi Donna!” Isel said in a cheery tone, stepping back in case the Human lashed out at her in retaliation. ”I told you we’d see each other again!”

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Donna resisted the urge to turn and punch whomever had decided to touch her without her permission. She also considered that someone out to kill her would stop to grope her first in the Academy library. She was glad she did so when she heard the enticing voice that belonged to the Vulpinian Isel Nix. The slap of her ass by said Vulpinian caused Donna to jerk upright from the unexpected jolt. He back still to Isel, Donna her the Vulpinian greet her in a tone, that while cheery, also seemed to have an undercurrent of mischief to it.

“You did,” Donna confirmed without turning to face the shorter woman. “Although technically I haven’t seen you yet so what is to stop me from walking away without looking?” Donna teased in an almost whisper. “I mean, you also said that you might not be the only one with some skin on display as well but here I am, fully dressed, so that would make you wrong twice?”

“Donna, what are you doing?” Donna chastised herself mentally. “You don’t know anything about this woman and yet here you stand practically flirting with her. Where is your self-control, even if she started it first?”

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Isel couldn’t help but giggle at Donna’s words, the Human seeming to be teasing her about the situation. The Vulpinian’s lips curled into a mischievous smile as Donna remained standing with her back facing her, allowing the fox’s mismatched eyes to continue enjoying the view of Donna’s shapely posterior.

”I can’t argue with anything that you’ve said, Donna,” Isel admitted quietly, taking a half-step forward as her smile grew broader and more impish, ”though there are some that would tell you that it’s dangerous to keep your back to me.” Isel reached out with her right hand and touched her fingers to Donna’s back, the touch light and soft between the Human woman’s shoulder blades.

”Besides…” Isel continued, her tone soft and playful as she slowly trailed the tips of her fingers down Donna’s back, moving from between her shoulder blades and down to her lower back, her fingers travelling in a wide, lazy arcs. ”if I recall correctly, you seemed to enjoy looking at me last time we met…” As she spoke those words, her hand had made it’s way down to Donna’s right hip. The smaller woman’s left hand moved to rest on Donna’s other hip. ”Though I’ll admit, I’m not complaining. The view from back here is rather nice!” Isel’s eyes took in the aforementioned view for another moment before she moved forward, pressing herself to Donna’s back and she gently gripped the Human woman’s hips.

Sure, she might be coming on a little strong, but anyone who knew the tiny Vulpinian knew that this was more or less the only way she knew how to be. Subtlety was not something Isel excelled in. Allison had said on more than one occasion that she doubted Isel knew the meaning on the word. Isel giggled as that thought ran through her mind. Her proximity to the other woman filled her nose with Donna’s scent, which caused her smile to take on an appreciative aspect. ”You still smell really good, by the way.”

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The sound of Isel’s giggle behind her was like music to her ears as Donna waited to see how the Vulpinian would react to her words. Would she be angry? Ambivalent? Enticed? When she heard her take a step towards her and begin to speak, Donna knew that whatever she was feeling towards the shorter woman, that Isel was also feeling the same way.

What followed was, the feeling was indescribable, when Isel’s hand touched her back through her clothes. It wasn’t that electrified feeling that some people claim to feel but it was unique and it filled her entire body with a strange warmth and comfort. Whatever else she knew, Donna knew this felt right.

When Isel finally pressed her entire lithe frame up against her taller body, Donna had to fight the impulse to sigh contentedly. Despite the layers of clothing separating the two of them, she could still feel the heat of the Vulpinian’s body against her own. What she couldn’t do, was supress the smile that appeared on her face at Isel’s mention of enjoying the view right before she pressed up against her.

"You still smell really good, by the way," Isel commented.

“Is that so?” Donna wondered idlily as she considered what to do next. Spotting her bag on the floor where she had left it while she searched for the book she now held, a wicked idea came to her.

Using Isel’s hands on her hips as support, Donna bent at the waist to retrieve her bag. This had the effect of keeping her lower body, especially her butt, pressed firmly against the Vulpinian’s body; or, in the case of her butt, pushed it against her even harder. 

Grasping her bag and straightening up, Donna resisted the urge to look back over her shoulder and bat her eyes. Instead she opted for something.... more teasing.

“And what do I smell like to you?”

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Isel chewed her lower lip as Donna moved, fighting to maintain some semblance of restraint as Donna’s upper body bent forward, causing the taller woman’s lower body to press back against the enthralled Vulpinian. Isel could have sworn Donna pressed back against her more than necessary. That suspicion, coupled with the delightful sensation, caused the little fox’s heart to race, her pronounced canines threatening to pierce her lip even as her hands gripped Donna’s hips even tighter.

”And what do I smell like to you?” Donna asked after having straightened to from her beguiling position, still without having looked back at the woman holding her hips. Distracted as she was, Isel took a moment to register the words. Isel’s already impish grin grew ever wider as the words seeped into her mind, already preoccupied as it was with thoughts which were anything but pure.

”What do you smell like?” Isel spoke in a voice barely above a whisper as she pressed herself against Donna’s back. The smaller woman snaked her left arm forward, encircling Donna’s waist while her right hand released its grip and moved to Donna’s hair, gently lifting the strands before letting them fall back into place. ”Like curiosity…” Isel began, lightly running her hand across Donna’s back, ”and spring rain. A hint of vanilla… with the spicy undertone of desire…” Isel breathed the last word in a lusty manner before suddenly pushing Donna’s shoulder, using the arm that encircled Donna’s waist to pull the Human around to finally face her. Once they were face to face, Isel pressed herself forward, forcing Donna back a step so that the Human was lightly pinned between the Vulpinian and the shelves. ”And like a fucking tease!” Isel giggled, her multicoloured eyes locking on Donna’s as she grinned up into those enchanting hazel eyes. "So are you going to kiss me already?" Isel asked, sounding as though she wouldn't take no for an answer, "Or are you planning on torturing me more first?"

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She had wondered what it would take to get a rise out of the Vulpinian. Turned out that teasing her did the trick as Donna was pulled around to face the shorter woman. And the face that was presented to her, though grinning, was filled with desire.

She had listened as Isel had described how she had smelt to her and stood still as she felt the woman’s hands roam about a little; curious as to where they might go. But they had remained innocent and only turned her round.

Once around, Isel had pressed forward to pin her against the shelves before calling her a tease. In Donna’s opinion, it was a pretty accurate assessment of what she had been trying to do.

"So are you going to kiss me already?" Isel asked, sounding as though she wouldn't take no for an answer, "Or are you planning on torturing me more first?"

“Who said I was going to kiss you?” Donna asked innocently in a quiet voice as she brought her free hand down to rest on the Vulpinian’s hip lightly, the tips of her fingers tapping at the very edge of the woman’s butt. Thinking for a moment, Donna leaned down slightly and placed a light kiss on Isel’s cheek before whispering in her ear.

“And is it torture if you are enjoying it though?”

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The Vulpinian’s eyes burned with barely contained desire as Donna spoke with feigned innocence. The Human continued to tease her, asking her why she thought Donna was going to kiss her. Donna’s hand on her hip made Isel’s heart race, the finger that tapped the edge of her butt leading Isel to believe that Donna was egging her on, toying with her. Isel had to admit that, if Donna’s aim was to taunt her and drive her on to further action, she was doing a damn good job of it.

Isel tensed with surprise and pent-up energy as Donna leaned down and placed a soft kiss on her cheek, the slight brush of the woman’s lips causing Isel to inhale sharply. She let the breath out as Donna whispered in her ear, the air escaping her in a ragged breath as Donna asked her taunting question. The question was a valid one. Isel was certainly enjoying herself, so was it really torture?

The Vulpinian leaned back to look into Donna’s face, meeting Donna’s hazel eyes with an expression of burning desire. ”Torture or not, don’t you dare stop.” Isel said, her voice coming out in a breathy whisper. She reached a hand up as she spoke, lightly brushing Donna’s cheek with her thumb before letting her fingers slide back and entwine themselves in the brunette’s hair. ”And nobody said you were going to kiss me,” Isel admitted, her tail swishing back and forth playfully, ”but you can’t blame a girl for hoping, can you?” Isel asked with a giggle, gazing up at Donna through her lashed as her other hand went to Donna’s stomach and gently pushed the other woman back against the shelves once again.

”So tell me, Donna Petterson,” Isel murmured, her eyes narrowing as she gazed up into Donna face with a coy expression, ”do you always goad and tease cute innocent little foxes?” Isel asked as she gently trailed her fingers up Donna’s front. The Vulpinian’s fingertips trailed over Donna’s toned stomach before travelling under the ample curve of Donna’s right breast, pressing the soft flesh lightly as it passed over the fabric that covered the inviting swell. The mischievous fingers then travelled  up to Donna’s collarbone, where they lightly trailed back over the shoulder until the hand cupped the back of the taller woman’s slender neck. Isel leaned forward and pressed herself against Donna, her breasts pressing against the Human’s as Isel pushed herself up on tiptoe to bring her face just centimeters from Donna’s. ”Or am I just a lucky little fox?” Isel’s eyes darted between Donna’s eyes and lips, the cheeky grin that spread across her features showing off her sharp canines. You’re not the only one who can play, you beautiful creature. Isel thought to herself as she waited to see how Donna would react to the advance, part of her hoping the Human would cave before she did.

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Donna had played this game before. And she had played it for much higher stakes than to see who would kiss who first. “But by the stars I have never had this much fun playing it before. Not even that time with Pardus is this fun. The look on the little vixen’s face is priceless. But for damn sure I’m not losing.”

She had stood there and not reacted as the Vulpinian had shameless groped her right there in the Academy library. Although not reacted might not be the best description. Not visually reacted would be a better description. Because the dampness in her panties and the erect nipples pushing at her bra told a different story.

“Who said anything about stopping, my innocent little fox?” Donna whispered as she brought her hands around to cup Isel’s buttocks. “Mmmm, nice and firm. Just the way I like them,” Donna described before removing her hands. “But are you an innocent fox or just a Kitsune in disguise I wonder?”

She wasn’t even sure if Isel knew that reference to Japanese mythology but she took a stab at it given her taste for sushi. Bringing her arms up over her head, knowing full well how that movement and position would display her chest, Donna grasped hold of the top shelf to support her arms as she gazed into the Vulpinian’s eyes.

“I wasn’t aware I was goading or teasing anyone, Isel,” Donna said innocently. “Why? Do you feel teased or goaded to do something?”

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To say the diminutive Vulpinian found Donna intriguing would not come close to describing the ravenous sense of want that filled Isel’s being. Donna may be playing innocent, but Isel knew just as well as Donna did that the Human was deliberately pushing her buttons. Isel would never have let things get this far if Donna had shown the slightest resistance to their little game, though if anything Donna was playing at it just as hard as Isel was. The fact that their little fencing match of sexual tension was taking place in such a potentially public forum only added to the excitement for the Vulpinian.

Isel’s grin turned almost predatory as Donna posed a question about the true nature of her innocence, making reference to a word Isel wasn’t familiar with. Not that Isel gave the mysterious word much thought as Donna first grabbed her ass and then reach up and grasped the top shelf, thrusting her chest against Isel’s. Isel began to think she might need to take this beyond suggestion and innuendo to get the Human to cave. The Vulpinian wouldn’t even try to pretend to be disappointed at the prospect.

”Why? Do you feel teased or goaded to do something?” Donna asked with an impressive imitation of innocence, gazing into Isel’s eyes as she spoke. Isel giggled,  knowing the Human was playing hard to get, knowing the Human was trying to drive her crazy with the feigned innocence and alluring stance. Isel also knew that restraint had never been something she was particularly good at, and that the Human was succeeding. Isel could feel the physical proof of her own arousal as it manifested itself, the moistness which rose between her legs making her want to beg for the Human woman’s touch. She was determined not to lose at this little game, however, and so Isel decided more drastic measures were in order. Pressing herself against the Human even harder, she brought her head alongside Donna’s and whispered into the woman’s ear.

”Donna, Donna…” The Vulpinian cooed, the fingers of her right hand remaining entwined in Donna’s hair as her left hand slid downwards once again to explore the body which was thrust against her. ”You may be right about me… perhaps I’m not as innocent as I implied…” As she spoke the words, Isel’s hand cupped Donna breast once more, her fingers feeling the Human woman’s hardened nipple as she lightly massaged the tender mound. ”but your body hardly seems to be objecting.” Her hand stayed just a moment, and began it’s decent once more, running over Donna’s toned abdomen once against before one thumb hooked in the waistband of Donna’s pants. The Vulpinian’s breathy words dripped with desire as she spoke again.

”Why play hard to get, Donna?” Isel whispered, the fingers laced through Donna’s hair tilting the Human’s head slightly as Isel nuzzled the soft skin on her neck. ”You didn’t exactly complain the first time we met…” Isel breathed into Donna’s ear before ever so lightly nipping the woman’s earlobe. ”Remember that, Donna? When you had me naked and on top of you?” Isel’s left hand twisted iself, it’s fingers tucking behind Donna’s waistband and slowly probing their way into Donna’s pants, remaining outside of the Human woman’s underwear as they slithered downward.

”Why Donna!” Isel said, leaning her head back to stare into those hazel eyes once more. ”It would appear you aren’t a cool and collected as you are pretending to be!” Isel giggled and pressed herself harder against the other woman as mismatched eyes bored into hazel. Isel’s explorations had hardly left the Vulpinian feeling calm either, and the smaller woman’s deep breathing continued to fill her nose with Donna’s scent, the slick proof she felt of the other woman’s desire only adding to her own.

”One kiss, Donna.” Isel breathed, the words barely audible as she stared into the eyes of the one she craved. ”One kiss, and I’m all yours.” Isel giggled as she delivered the offer. Even as she spoke, the index finger of her left hand gently caressing the sensitive area if was exploring. It may not have been playing fair, but Isel wasn't too concerned about that fact as she waited to see how the Human would react.

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Donna had to admit, she impressed at the brazenness of the Vulpinian. Right here, in the Starfleet Academy Library, one Isel Nix had her hand literally inside Donna’s uniform pants and was using her index finger to caress and rube her warm, damp centre over her panties. And she was doing it all while begging for Donna to kiss her.

“I’m not actually sure who is winning at this point,” Donna thought to herself as she enjoyed the sensations that Isel’s finger was creating. “And I don’t know if I want to find out either.”

“Who said anything about playing hard to get or objecting. Because, as you already know, my body is not objecting to what you’re doing to it,” Donna said, her voice dropping from her everyday tone down to a sultry one. “And I’d never complain about you being naked and on top of me. Or beneath me for that matter.”

Further speech was cut off by a beeping coming from Donna’s bag and upon reaching into it and pulling out the PADD within, Donna was reminded that she had a class starting in 10 minutes.

“Ah, saved by the bell,” Donna remarked calmly but with a hint of frustration. “Duty calls,” she said as she reached down and, somewhat reluctantly, removed Isel’s hand from within her pants; savouring the last caress as she did so. “I guess you’ll have to get that kiss later.”

Donna extricated herself from Isel’s grasp, enjoying the look on the Vulpinian’s face as she did so. She was about to walk away when a thought, a veritable lightbulb moment, occurred.

“But, I think you deserve a consolation prize. So,” she announced setting her bag on the floor. Reaching up under her uniform, Donna underdid the strapless bra she had chosen to wear that morning and pulled out off. “Here, this is yours,” she declared, setting the crimson garment over Isel’s right shoulder.

“Until next time,” Donna said before bending down to pick up her bag, knowing full well what the motion would do. Straightening up again, Donna winked at Isel before turning and walking away down the aisle.

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Donna continued to taunt her, speaking in a sultry tone as she claimed that’s she’d never complain at having Isel naked on top of her. Or beneath her. The comment made Isel’s hungry grin grow wider, the Vulpinian’s mind throwing together a mental image that almost made Isel’s eyes roll in anticipation and pleasure.

Then Donna’s stupid PADD had to chirp at them, reminding Donna or something and thoroughly ruining their little game. Donna seemed almost reluctant to end their little contest, though that reluctance didn’t stop the her from removing Isel’s hand from where it had wandered. Isel felt a pang of regret as she allowed Donna to pull her hand out of her pants, though the public setting they had played their little game in had meant that things couldn’t have gone much farther without getting into the realm of what these Humans would consider indecent. Not for the first time Isel found herself wishing Humans weren’t such prudes.

Isel watched Donna’s movements as the woman extricated herself from Isel, the Vulpinian doing nothing to help her. She enjoyed watching the way Donna’s body twisted and moved as the woman worked to free herself, with Isel’s eyes shining with a burning desire as she looked on. Isel’s attention was rather preoccupied with watching Donna’s hips as she took a step back, and so Isel almost missed Donna’s comment about a consolation prize. Isel glanced up at Donna with a confused look crossing her features, her eyes travelling upwards just in time to see Donna reach under the fabric of her uniform and fiddle with something. Her hands emerged with a crimson bra in tow.

”Here, this is yours.” Donna informed her, draping the garment over Isel’s right shoulder. The Vupinian barked a laugh at the woman’s brazen teasing, knowing that the cheeky Human would play the innocent girl if Isel said anything to draw attention to the fact that the Human was deliberately trying to drive her crazy. And succeeding. ”Until next time.” Donna said, bending to retrieve her bag. Isel took a moment to enjoy the view before Donna straightened up, the Vulpinian casting a gaze at the other woman through narrowed eyes.

”This game isn’t over, Donna!” Isel told her as Donna turned and began to move away. ”I’ll get that kiss!”

Isel crossed her arms and leaned back against the bookshelves, shaking her head as an intrigued, almost giddy smile took over, plastering itself across her features. ”Donna Petterson…” Isel muttered to herself, her eyes still fixed on the spot at the end of the row where Donna had disappeared. ”I’ll get you yet, you saucy minx.” Isel’s eyes broke away from where they had been staring, rolling to look down at the bright, crimson splash of colour in her periphery. Isel raised her right hand and removed the bra from her shoulder, holding it out and studying it with an amused and appreciative expression. Maybe if I just give in and beg next time, she’ll model the set for me…” That thought caused Isel’s imagination to kick in once more, picturing the alluring Human woman whom she found so enticing wearing the sexy garment that was currently draped over her hand.

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Isel was caught in a desperate battle, fighting with everything she had. Her eyes narrowed with focus as she concentrated, but her body was betraying her, fighting against her. Her jaw strained as she drew a deep breath in through her nose, though still she held on. Finally she broke, the battle lost as her jaws opened wide, allowing a long, loud, bored yawn to escape past her lips and into her date’s face. To his credit, or perhaps his detriment, the Bajoran man pretended not to notice. Maybe that was part of the problem. He was too polite. Too meek. Too…

Too fucking boring…

Isel had agreed to go on the date partly because she had been surprised that the timid Bajoran had managed to sum up the guts to ask her on it in the first place. He was certainly intelligent, and was easy on the eyes to boot. Isel had gone on dates with Bajorans before, and was starting to suspect she had a thing for the race’s cute little nose ridges, not to mention the ridges they hid elsewhere on their anatomy.

No, that wasn’t the problem. The problem was that Inar Joluk was polite, unimpulsive, unadventurous, and just plain boring. This was the third time Isel had yawned right in his face in the last ten minutes, and she was at the point where she barely felt bad about it anymore. Maybe if the science geek managed to figure out that he was boring her, he’d talk about something besides biochemistry or the bloody prophets. Isel had tried steering the conversation to something more interesting, and at one point more intimate, but the dense fellow had failed to take the hint. The Vulpinian had long since given up, and now sat at the bar in her skirt and tank top, fiddling with the hem of the sweater she wore as she kicked one leg and fidgeted atop her stool, having long since given up at pretending to listened to the dreary man.

To be fair, the guy had hardly stood a chance to begin with. It had been three weeks since her encounter with Donna in the library, but Isel still couldn’t get the lovely Ms. Petterson out of her head. The memory of the woman’s scent still made her head swim slightly, the fact that she still hadn’t managed to get a kiss from the Human’s full lips still leaving her feeling frustrated. Isel sighed and glanced around the bar for a moment as the boring Bajoran droned on, then turned her attention to the bartender and signalled for him to bring her another drink. The bartender cast a sympathetic glance at Isel as he placed the scotch & soda on the bar in front the Vulpinian, who nodded her thanks before raising the glass and taking a long sip, savouring the slight burn the drink had on it’s way down. She stared into the glass, absently wondering how she could shut the Bajoran up long enough to escape or if she was doomed to sit there until she eventually fell asleep on the bar counter. The oblivious bastard would probably just keep talking if she did.

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Five weeks had passed since her arrival at Starfleet Academy and Donna was just starting to feel like she was settled in. And even though she knew that she’d be here for the next few years, old habits from a dead life were hard to shake. One in particular being that she hadn’t really made friends with anyone. Not a single one. 

Sure, she had been polite and spoken to others when she was spoken too but she hadn’t really socialised. Instead she had spent her time watching others, reading or enjoying entertainment programs. And all of it spent alone.

Which was the reason that she had come out tonight to the campus bar. She couldn’t spend her entire time at the academy being antisocial. It wouldn’t be healthy and word would get around. Apparently, counsellors disliked students that were antisocial.

So, she had come to the bar, ordered a Bundaburg Rum and was now seated at a chair in the corner, watching everyone else drink and socialise. Or in the case of one female, drink and try not to fall asleep.

She hadn’t interacted with Isel Nix in the three weeks since their encounter in the Academy Library; though she had seen the Vulpinian multiple times from a distance during that period. A part of her wondered what would happen the next time they met, given how she had acted. Another part considered that keeping her distance was a safe tactic. Deriding herself for thinking in terms of tactics, Donna sipped her drink as she watched Isel grow increasingly bored with her Bajoran date; not that he noticed at all.

“Oh, for god’s sake, I can only watch this for so long,” Donna said to herself as she saw Isel nearly drift off for the fifth time. “No one should have to go through this.” Downing the last of her rum, Donna made her way to get a refill before heading towards the Vulpinian’s table. Approaching from behind Isel, Donna weighed her options on how to intervene before choosing one.

Stepping up to the table, Donna draped an arm over the woman’s shoulder while pressing her jacket covered breasts firmly into her side. Dropping her head down so that is rested on Isel’s shoulder, Donna fixed the Bajoran with a heavy look.

“Hello beautiful,” she greeted Isel in a sultry voice. “Is this the man that is supposed to entertain us tonight? He doesn’t look like he could entertain a mouse in a cheese-filled maze.”

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Isel’s nostrils filled with a familiar, enticing scent as she felt an arm snake across her shoulders just a moment before something soft and pleasant pressed against her side.

”Hello beautiful,”

The word were like music her Vulpinian ears, the sultry tone causing the white haired woman to perk up almost immediately, ”Is this the man that is supposed to entertain us tonight? He doesn’t look like he could entertain a mouse in a cheese-filled maze.”

Isel rolled her head to the side, resting her cheek against Donna’s arm and her eyes met the other woman’s. ”Hello yourself! Isel said, smiling for the first time in well over an hour. ”Are you kidding me? A Vulcan would seem like a stand-up comedian compared to this guy!” Isel glanced at her date, who had stopped talking and cocked his head to the side in a somewhat perplexed manner at Donna’s appearance. Isel knew she was being rude with her comment, but the guy had been boring her, talking her ear off and failing to register even the most blatant flirtations for hours. Their time together was about to come to an end, and Isel was well and truly done with trying to be nice.

Isel just wanted to get away.

The fact that is was Donna who was providing her with an out was certainly an added bonus. Isel’s lips curled into a more suggestive smile as her eyes narrowed at the Human woman. ”So what’s up, gorgeous?” Isel asked, mischief twinkling in her eyes, ”come to rescue me from my tower of boredom? That’s what rescuers to in your Human fairy tails, isn’t it?” Isel asked Donna, glancing at the confused Bajoran onlooker. Part of her was surprised he hadn’t just resumed talking despite Donna’s presence. ”I don’t think our monotone dragon will put up much of a fight.” Isel rolled her eyes as she spoke the words, then hopped down off her seat. ”If I recall correctly, we never got to finish out little game last time we saw each other.” Isel added with a wink before turning to…

Isel found she couldn’t remember the guy’s name. While the fact seemed like a fitting commentary for the evening she had been having, she couldn’t help but feel slightly bad about it though. ”Sorry, uh, guy,” Isel told him, giving him a less-than-half-hearted and only slightly apologetic smile, ”I’m sure whatever you were saying was super interesting. To someone. Somewhere.” Isel paused, wondering who in their right minds would find the man interesting, though she wasn’t too worried about it. ”I think I saw that Vulcan chick at the end of the bar checking you out!” Lie. ”I bet she would be interested!” Lie. ”You should go talk to her!” And never speak to me again. ”Get me out of here!” Those last words had been directed at Donna, Isel’s eyes wide with a silent plea for rescue.

Isel linked her arm though Donna’s and quickly moved away from the Bajoran, who’s mouth had opened as though he were about to speak. Hearing more droning words emanate from the man was quite possibly the last thing on Earth that Isel wanted at the moment. She might honestly rather face the Syndicate than listen to the man for another moment. After they had moved several meters away, Isel turned to face Donna and reached up, grabbing the other woman’s head between her hands and pulling Donna down into a kiss. The kiss was short, but fierce, and when Isel finally pulled away words rushed from her mouth. ”OhmyfuckDonnathankyouthankyouthankyou!” The words poured out of Isel in such a rush that it almost sounded like Isel was speaking some language that the UT didn’t pick up on. ”You have no idea how awful my night has been! I was seriously considering trying to drink myself into a coma!” Isel giggled as she made the confession, smiling up at the other woman, ”though he probably would’ve just kept talking at me despite the fact that I was unconscious.” The right side of Isel’s mouth curled up in a lop-sided grin. ”So what are you doing here? Are you on a date too? It can’t possibly be as bad as mine!” The Vulpinian’s mismatched eyes narrowed, studying Donna for a moment. ”Or were you following me? Is that it? Because that would be fantastic!” Isel giggle as she added that last part, taking a step forward to bring her closer to the Human woman.

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"You are surprisingly brutal, Isel Nix,” Donna had thought to herself as she had observed the Vulpinian verbally hand, draw and quarter her Bajoran drinking companion before linking arms with Donna and guiding her away from the man. After a short distance, Isel turned on her and planted her lips squarely on Donna’s, surprising the human with the strength behind the short-lived kiss. The word vomit that followed brought a smile to Donna as she listened to Isel first thank her, then question her on her presence at the bar. Donna didn’t even have to try to see the excitement that Isel was exuding at her presence.

“I like to drink, and this is a bar,” Donna pointed out, holding up her rum as evidence. “And no, I was not following you, nor was I on a date,” Donna explained, not even considering that she didn’t have to explain. “I just wanted a drink and after a bit decided that I couldn’t watch you be tortured any further.”

“And now I have no idea what to do,” Donna thought to herself as she took a sip of her drink to pass the moment.

“So if things had worked out with your Bajoran, what had you planned to do next?” Donna asked casually.

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[Show/Hide]As Donna raised her glass following her comment about liking to drink, Isel gave the woman a wondering glance. ”And what exactly are you drinking?” Without waiting for Donna answer, Isel raised a hand and dipped her finger in the presented glass, then moved the dripping finger to her mouth and sucked the alcohol off the digit. ”Mmm… tasty!” Isel murmured, her eyes remaining locked on Donna’s throughout her little tasting.

”So if things had worked out with your Bajoran, what had you planned to do next?” Donna asked in a casual tone. Isel wasn’t sure if Donna was simply feigning disinterest, but wasn’t about to be deterred regardless. She had the Human’s scent, and hadn’t been able to get Donna out of her head in the weeks following their last encounter. The experience was new to Isel, who usually lfitted form one lover to the next without much thought. Some would call her unsavoury names for her behaviour, but it was simply the nature of her people. The idea of being fixated on someone though, that was new to her. Usually if someone played her to get, she would move on to easier prey.

She found Donna bewitching and exhilarating, however, and so she continued the chase.

”Well, I had had a few things in mind…” Isel replied as she raised her own glass and took another sip. ”Bajorans have ridges on more than just their noses… I’m sure if you used your imagination, you’d come up with something.” The comment was followed by a sly wink over the rim of the glass, followed by another sip. ”Do you really want me to tell you? Or would you prefer we go somewhere more private so I can show you?” Isel’s eyes narrowed as she studied the other woman. ”I suppose if we were to do that, I would have to alter the plan a little bit.” Isel’s eyes travelled down Donna’s body, taking in the view. ”If my memory of the library serves me correctly, your anatomy is… delicious, but somewhat different that our boring Bajoran friend’s…” Isel’s eyes travelled back up to Donna’s hazel eyes, ”not that I’m complaining, of course! Besides…” The Vulpinian moved closer, placing her free hand on Donna’s hip, ”I believe we have a game to finish…”

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Isel was, exactly how Donna had imagined she would be like. She was unapologetic, brutal honest and very open about what she wanted and how she was going to get it. And that more than anything intrigued Donna. Perhaps it was because it was such a difference from how she herself had been forced to operate the past 5 years. Where lies and secrets were the stock in trade and honesty got you killed.

“It’s called rum. And it is made from sugarcane,” Donna explained before taking a sip to pass the time before she replied to Isel’s proposal. While she was not averse to a little bit of fun, was now the right time?

“Show or tell, both would probably be better performed at a quieter location. Which I’m sure would benefit your plan,” Donna pointed out with a smirk. “Although, I doubt the anatomy and biology labs would allow us so perhaps somewhere off campus. I know a spot if you don’t mind the water.”

“As to this game you think we are playing and need to finish,” Donna said innocently. “I do not know what you mean. So, you will have to explain it and the rules to me.”

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[Show/Hide]Isel grinned as Donna mentioned she knew a place they could go as long as she didn’t mind the water.

”Oh, I love the water! I’ll have to stay in this form, though. I’ve been told in my Natural form I get a… what was it?” Isel thought for a moment, ”Right, a “wet dog smell”.” Isel giggled and shook her head, then gave Donna a sideways smile. ”And as for our game, it’s cute that you’re playing innocent, but we both know exactly what I’m referring to!” Isel turned and stepped closer to Donna. Her eyes remained locked on Donna’s as she pressed herself against the Human, snaking her free hand around Donna’s waist. She stared into Donna’s eyes for a moment longer, taking a sip of her drink before she finally spoke. ”Besides, with all that posing and bending over in front of me you were doing in the library, I can’t help but think you know exactly what you’re doing, and the effect it will have on me.” Isel’s eyes remained on Donna’s as her face broke out into a broad smile. ”Not that I’m complaining, mind you. I certainly appreciate the view! But I’m not exactly fooled by your “little miss innocent” act, Donna Patterson.” Isel used her arm around Donna’s waist to pull the other woman to her, the Human’s proximity filling Isel’s nose with her scent once again. Isel reflected that, if she wasn’t careful, she might become addicted to the woman’s aroma. She would have to be careful.

”So where is this place?” Isel asked, stepping back finally and downing the rest of her drink. ”Is it far?” Isel’s eyes narrowed as a thought occurred to her. ”And if it involves water, am I right in guessing it involves swimming? Because I don’t have a swimsuit with me…” Isel’s grin returned, her eyes looking up at Donna through her lashed in an amused, slightly accusing expression. ”That wouldn’t be part of your plan, would it Donna? A bit of skinny dipping?” Isel reached up and ran her index finger along Donna’s jaw, ”You know, for someone who pretends to be innocent, you’ve got a dirty mind, Donna. I like it!” Isel placed her empty glass on a nearby table and turned to look at the other woman. ”Well, lead the way! The sooner we get there, the sooner I get to see you… uh… swim.”

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“It's a little ocean pool about 30 minutes' walk from here. No one will be there because its late,” Donna explained. “So, to answer your question, yes, it does involve swimming. And don’t worry, I don’t have a swimsuit with me either. So, if you did want to go swimming with me, we’ll be even.”

“I never said I was innocent, Isel,” Donna pointed out calmly as she downed the last of her rum. “I would have thought my actions in the library would have proven that to you. All I said was that I didn’t know we were playing a game and that I didn’t know the rules,” Donna noted slyly.

“Besides, you haven’t seen me naked yet, whereas I have both seen you naked and had you astride me at the same time,” Donna said, grinning from ear to ear. “I wouldn’t mind seeing that again and if it costs me being naked as well, so be it.”

“So, if you’ll just follow me, we can get out of here,” Donna directed, setting down her cup. “On the way you can tell me what you did with the bra I gave you.”

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[Show/Hide]A sly smile spread over Isel’s features as Donna mentioned that she didn’t know the rules to their little game. Then she commented on the fact that Isel hadn’t seen her naked yet, and that she wanted to know what Isel had done with her bra.

”Well Donna, you better hope you’re a quick learner then! Because I’m not going to explain the rules to you!” Isel said as she reached up and lightly stroked Donna’s cheek, ”It’s much more fun to have the advantage!” Isel winked at the other woman, her smile growing wider. ”And trust me, I’m more than aware that I haven’t seen you naked yet! You don’t need to rub it in!” Isel’s hand trailed down Donna’s neck and over her collarbone, ”Though I seem to remember my hands doing quite a bit of exploring the last time we met…” Isel’s eyes had been following her hand as it meandered it’s way downward, but now glanced back up to Donna’s eyes. ”We’ll see how long that lasts, though. Good things come to Foxes who wait!” Isel gave Donna a wink and let her hand fall away.

”And I’d love to follow you! The view is exquisite! Lead the way!” she added with a giggle, placing her empty glass on a nearby table and motioning for the tall, shapely Human to lead the way. ”And as for the bra… well… maybe we should go back to my quarters later and I’ll show you where I’ve hidden it! I might have to make you model it for me!”

Isel followed Donna, breathing in the fresh air as they stepped outside, her white hair stirring in the slight breeze that blew down the street. ”So you say it’ll take about 30 minutes to get there?” Isel asked, turning to face Donna. ”That’s a long time to wait…” Isel reached up again, turning Donna’s face towards her. She pushed herself up on tiptoes again, pulling Donna’s face to meet hers. Isel could taste the rum as their lips met briefly, and nipped Donna’s lower lip gently with her sharp canines before she pulled away, though not hard enough to draw blood. ”Ah, that should tide me over!” Isel giggled as she spoke, then let go of Donna and sidestepped to stand beside the Human. She linking her arm through Donna’s and cocked her hip out to nudge the taller woman. ”Lead on, my sexy knight in lacey armour!”

Isel couldn’t help but giggle again as they made their way off down the street, finding herself very glad that Donna had shown up and rescued her from the dreary date she had been on. Her night had begun to look much more interesting…

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“Not telling me the rules, why that’s positively unfair, Miss Nix,” Donna thought to herself as the Vulpinian’s hand began to descend from her neck. “And your hand certainly did a lot of exploring in the library.”

“I don’t need to rub it in Miss Nix. You’re the expert on rubbing around here as I recall,” Donna teased as she locked eyes with Isel. The look in the Vulpinian’s eyes was positively predatory. “Good things do come to those who wait but you are already impatient, and we haven’t even left yet.”

“Oh she is all revved up,” Donna noted after hearing Isel’s comment about her backside. “Maybe afterwards,” Donna said in response to the Vulpinian’s proposal to go back to her quarters. “But I want to go swimming right now.”

Isel sneaking the kiss was unexpected and Donna didn’t have time to react before her companion had broken the kiss and stepped away.

“Minx!” Donna accused Isel in reply to being called a sexy knight in lacey armour. “Besides, who said I was wearing lace?” Isel just giggled as the two of them began to walk down the street leaving the bar, and the academy, behind.

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“So, what do you think?” Donna asked as they stood at the top of the stairs overlooking the secluded pool.

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[Show/Hide]As they had approached the top of the stair which led down to the secluded spot and Isel’s eyes took in the scene, she couldn’t help but wonder exactly what Donna had planned. Private setting, secluded pool, moonlit night, and no swimsuits. Isel couldn’t help but give her tail an excited swish, the bushy white fur brushing against the back of Donna’s legs with the motion.

”My, my…” Isel said as her eyes played over their destination, her voice appreciative, ”this is quite a place!” Isel glanced up at the taller woman next to her with a sly expression, ”So, do you bring all the girls here?”

Isel stuck out her tongue at Donna following the cheeky comment, then went scampering down the stairs ahead of Donna. As she reached the bottom of the stairs she turned, hands gripping the metal railing that ran down along the stairs as she leaned backwards and grinned up at Donna. ”C’mon, Donna! Hurry up!” Isel teased, releasing her grip on the railing and taking a step backwards, ”I know good things come to those who wait, but I’ve been after you for months!” Another step backwards, another cheeky grin directed at the Human woman. ”Besides, I still want to know if you’re wearing any lace or not!” Isel shrugged out of her sweater to demonstrate exactly how she meant to find out, letting the garment fall to the ground. She took another couple of steps back, hands moving to take hold of the fabric of her tank top. ”you’re not going to leave me all naked and alone, are yo-oooup!”

The final word turned into a strange sort of surprised hoot as Isel’s foot had stepped back, finding that there was no more ground beneath it. Isel’s eyes flashed Donna a look of surprise as she pitched backward, then she had disappeared beneath the water. A moment later Isel’s head broke the surface again, the Vulpinian’s face wearing a guilty grin and she tossed her head in an attempt to remove the white hair that was plastered over her face. ”Whoops!” Isel giggled as she paddled over to the edge of the pool, ”thought I had more land. So much for my sexy striptease!” Isel pushed herself up on the edge of the pool and rolled back onto the ground. Pushing herself to her feet, she gave Donna a sly grin. ”So, you want to help me out of these wet clothes?” Isel laughed as she spoke, her white hair seeming to shine in the moonlight as her bright eyes twinkled.

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“What am I going to do with you Isel Nix?” Donna wondered as she watched Isel scamper down the stairs ahead of her. “Scratch that, I know exactly what I want to do with you.” A smile appearing on her face, Donna padded down the steps at a more casual pace as she watched the waves break over the outer edge of the pool, an idea forming in her mind. “Oh that will do nicely,” she considered as Isel’s voice called out, wondering if she was wearing lace or not.

Turning to look at her companion, Donna was just in time to watch as Isel’s sweater dropped to the ground. She considered warning the Vulpinian that she was getting pretty close to the water’s edge but held off, curious if the vixen was performing or not. The answer came moments later as Isel, preparing to remove her tank top, ran out of solid ground and pitched backward into the saltwater.

As Isel sputtered and shook her head to free her face of her wet hair, Donna reached the level of the pool, removing her jacket and shoes as she did so. As she gazed past Isel at the breaking waves, the Vulpinian giggled an apology before asking Donna if she wanted to help her out of the wet clothes she now wore.

“I think I’d prefer the striptease still,” Donna said as she walked around the pool towards the ocean, glancing between Isel and the ocean intermittently. She wanted to time this right. “But I think you might like some encouragement,” Donna proposed as she spotted what she wanted. “So here you go.”

Spinning so her back was to the ocean, Donna grasped the bottom edge of her top and as the wave broke against the edge of the pool, sending water spraying up and over her, Donna pulled her top over her head. She could only imagine what the view was like for Isel as she stood there topless, glad that her firm breasts didn’t always need the support of a bra. As water cascaded down over her, soaking her jeans, Donna stared at the Vulpinian.

“That answer you about whether I’m wearing lace or not, you vixen.”

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[Show/Hide]Isel had watched with curiosity as Donna made her way around the pool, dividing her gaze between Isel and the ocean. Unsure of what the Human was up to, Isel simply stood with arms crossed beneath her breasts and watched the woman’s progress. Donna turned and spoke, reaching up to grab the hem of her shirt. With one swift movement, Donna peeled her shirt upwards just at the moment a wave broke against the pool’s wall, sending a cascade of water washing over her. Isel couldn’t help but think that the display was impressive, raising an eyebrow as she looked on.

”My, my, quite the display!” Isel said as she slowly made her way around the pool. ”I must say,” Isel continued, her eyes remaining on Donna as she made her way to her, ”You seem much more adventurous than you did in the library…” Isel’s words trailed off as she drew up in front of the other woman, her eyes trailing along the curves of Donna’s bare torso. Isel crossed her arms again, cocked her hip out to the side and gave her tail a swish. ”So what now? Do I get the rest of the show?” Isel asked, her eyes raising to meet Donna’s with a hungry expression, ”Or is this a quid-pro-quo type of deal?” Isel reached up and too hold of her shirt once again, raising it slowly to expose her stomach, ”because if that’s the case..”

Isel peeled her shirt off, exposing more of her torso, as well as the black sports bra she wore beneath. She let her shift fall to the deck, then took a step forward to bring herself closer to Donna. She reached up and let her fingers entangle themselves in Donna’s dark brown hair, the strands sticking to her fingers after the thorough dousing she’d received from the wave. That done, Isel pulled Donna’s face to hers, kissing the human with a burning desire that had been slowly building since they’d first met. When at last Isel broke the kiss, she stepped back and smiled up at the Human with a coy grin. ”Your turn, Donna. I still want to see if there’s any lace hidden under those clothes…” Isel gave Donna a wink and then reached up, pulling the sports bra up over her head, "Though I suppose fair is fair."

The bra removed, she let it fall to the ground and gave Donna another glance, this one full of mischief. "Now, shall we..." Another wave broke then, showering both of them with seawater. Donna hadn't flinched when the wave had broken over her, but Isel jumped as the water rained down on her, her eyes bulging. "FUCK ME, THAT"S CHILLY!"

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OOC: Sorry for the long delay!

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Donna didn’t even try to hold in the laughter that filled the air at the Vulpinian’s reaction to water. She wasn’t sure if it was because Isel hadn’t noticed that the water of the pool was the same temperature when she had fallen in or because this time, that water was raining down on the vixen’s deliciously bare skin.

“Either way, the view is wonderful,” Donna noted to herself as she gazed unashamedly at the Vulpinian cadet; her eyes taking in the flawless tone of her body and her imagination supplying ideas of what to do with her. “All in good time.”

“It’s always chilly, Isel,” Donna pointed out. “Although I love the reaction it has caused,” Donna observed with a smirk as her eyes flicked down towards her companion’s upper torso. For her own part, Donna’s nipples were like a pair of rock-hard stones from the water, and the slight breeze was making sure they stayed that way. 

“As for if I am wearing lace under these jeans,” Donna said, hooking her thumbs into the upper hem of her remaining clothes and parading away from the fox. She made sure to move her ass enticingly as she walked, the wet jeans plastered to her body would do the rest, before turning around and walking back. Planting her own kiss on Isel’s lips, the rest of her body never touching her companion, Donna stepped back. 

“You’ll just have to find out for yourself,” she declared before turning around, bending at the waist and holding onto the post that supported the safety chain, stared back at the Vulpinian called Isel Nix over her shoulder. “Unless you don’t really want to.”

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[Show/Hide]Isel had made a show of glaring at the Human as her white hair hung heavy around her face, water still dripping from the ends and the tips of her pointed ears poking through. She only managed to maintain the façade for a moment before she, too, was laughing. As Donna spoke, teasing her that the water was always chilly, Isel grinned back.

”You’re just lucky I’m not in a furry form, otherwise I’d be shaking water all over you!” Isel shot back, sticking her tongue out at Donna for good measure. He tongue stacked out for a moment as Donna spoke, then began parading around in an alluring manner. What had begun as a tongue sticking out turned into Isel licking her lips as she admired the Human’s form, her eyes taking in Donna’s curves appreciatively. As Donna drew closer, she leaned down and planted a kiss on Isel’s lips, which Isel returned readily, feeling eager for more as Donna pulled away.

Donna spoke again, telling Isel she’d have to find out about the lace for herself, unless she didn’t want to. The final part of the statement caused Isel to direct and incredulous look up at Donna.

”Seriously?!?” Isel sputtered, her mismatched eyes going wide. ”I’ve been chasing you for months, and now you’re asking if I want to?” Isel put her hands on her hips, cocking them to one side as she stared up into the Human’s face.

”I thought Humans were supposed to be clever…” Isel began, reaching up and taking hold of Donna’s head, ”but if you need everything spelled out for you, I’m amazed you ever made space flight!” Isel pulled Donna’s face down to meet hers, pressing her lips to Donna’s hungrily. She deepened the kiss, snaking her tongue forward as she pressed her bare torso against Donna’s, savouring the feeling of the other woman’s skin against hers.

As the kiss lingered and deepened, Isel released the grip her right hand had on Donna’s face, sliding the hand lightly down Donna’s neck and over her collarbone. The hand made it way down Donna’s torso, gently caressing the pert breast with it’s hardened peak before continuing its decent. Isel slowly and lightly trailed her fingertips over Donna’s toned abdomen until they came to the waistband of Donna’s jeans. The Vulpinian’s left hand snaked around the back of Donna’s head, her fingers lacing their way into the Human’s hair and she pulled the Human harder to her, her kiss growing hungry. The fingers of her right hand explored the front of the jeans, finding the button and deftly unfastening it before making their way to the zipper and pushing it downward.

It was then that Isel broke the kiss, taking a step back and glancing down at the unfastened jeans before looking up at Donna through her eyelashes with an almost coy expression. ”Mmm… let’s find out, shall we?” Isel cooed, giving Donna a cheeky lop-sided grin before stepping closer, reaching out with both hands and slowly sliding her hands around to Donna's back. She slipped her hands down under the fabric of the jeans, hooking her thumbs on the waistband as she did so, and slid Donna’s jeans down over her hips, her hands cupping the curves of Donna's cheeks as she did so, feeling the thin film of fabric between her palms as Donna's shapely behind as they went.

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The look on Isel’s face after she broke their kiss and slid her hands into the rear of Donna’s jeans reminded the Human of the look a puppy had when it was having the time of its life playing. Of course, Donna didn’t voice this thought and thanked the stars above that Vulpinian’s were not telepathic. She was absolutely sure that it would ruin the moment.

As Isel slid her jeans lower, Donna shut her eyes and concentrated on the feelings being disrobed was causing. The woman’s hands on her arse cheeks, their strong grip before releasing to slide her jeans down her legs was intoxicating and Donna almost wished her legs never ended. Almost.

“Sorry,” Donna apologised, opening her eyes to look at Isel. “I guess you’ll have to wait for another time to see me in lace for you,” Donna teased, biting her bottom lip as if thinking about something. In truth, she had already decided what she wanted.

“But I have an idea to make it up to you, if you’d like,” Donna proposed, her look turning sly. “How fast do you think you can get the two of us out of what’s left of our wet clothes?”

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[Show/Hide]Isel grinned up at Donna as the Human asked the question. How long would it take her?

”Well…” Isel began, drawing the word out as her eyes played over Donna’s form. ”they may not be lace, but you look sexy in those...” Isel moved her hands as she spoke, placing them on Donna’s hips and slowly turning the woman around, admiring the full 360 degree view as Donna rotated. The black briefs the Human wore flattered her curves, and Isel’s eyes took in each one of those curves as the Human turned. Finally, the Vulpinian spoke again, allowing the fingers of her right hand to drift from Donna’s hip and along the waistband of the woman’s underwear. ”It’s almost a shame to take them off so soon…” Isel’s eyes drifted back down, taking un Donna’s ample chest and toned stomach before settling on the waistband, where she hooked her index and middle finger behind the fabric. ”But since you want it done quickly…” Isel’s eyes flicked back up to meet Donna’s as a look of impish delight crossed the Vulpinian’s features.

A moment later, those features had changed. Isel’s mismatched eyes still stared up at Donna, though her smile had changed, the mouth elongating and the teeth seeming to grow larger. Then her face erupted in thick white fur, her nose no longer a nose but a snout.

In mere moments, Isel Nix no longer looked like the tiny humanoid who had come with Donna to the pools, but rather like something out of a fantasy story, namely those involving lycanthropy. The Vulpinian’s mouth lolled open, her tongue rolling out the side and giving her a highly amused look as she watched Donna’s face. Then the fingers which had been looped behind the waistband of Donna’s undergarments, and which had transformed along with the rest of the Vulpinian, made a quick motion, accompanied byt eh sound of tearing fabric, and Donna was left without any coverings. Isel stepped back, reaching up to her own clothing and making quick work of the various garments she still wore, the fabric rending easily beneath her claws.

A moment later, the entire processed seemed to move in reverse, until a Donna found a petite humanoid with white hair and mismatched eyes standing before her, grinning like an idiot and every bit as naked as Donna herself was.

”Fast enough for you?” Isel asked, her voice dripping with feigned innocence and sweetness, as though nothing at all had happened which might have been out of the ordinary.

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"Well, that wasn’t quite what I was expecting as a response,” Donna admitted as she looked at the once again vulcine form of Isel Nix before her. She truly hadn’t considered that method of clothing removal when she had made her statement, thinking more along the lines of a swift tug to her ankles instead of ripping and tearing. “But whatever works for you.”

Taking a moment, Donna admired the wet, nude form of the Vulpinian before her. Isel, in Donna’s opinion, had the body of a gymnast. Compact, firm, tight and perky. All lovely traits that were on show as Donna slowly walked around the svelte form of her companion. With a quick slap on the firm backside adjacent to the tail, Donna dived into the pool. Enjoying the feel of the water, despite its temperature, Donna glided along beforesurfacing and returning to the edge of the pool near Isel.

“Come over here and sit on the edge of the pool,” Donna directed with a smile as she stood on the small step built into the wall. “I promise I won’t pull you in.”

“No,” thought Donna as she watched Isel and waited for her to make a decision. “It is going to be me doing the diving in.”

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[Show/Hide]Isel raised an eyebrow as Donna instructed her to come over and sit on the pool’s edge, quickly adding the promise that the Vulpinian wouldn’t end up in the water. For someone Isel had had to chase for such a long time, the Human was certainly behaving quite forward now, first stripping her top off and now given Isel what sounded very much like orders.

Well, this ought to be interesting…

Isel slowly made her way over to where Donna’s head floated above the water, the brunette’s wet hair hanging to frame her face. Isel stood at the edge of the pool, looking down at Donna with mischief in her eyes. ”I’ve got quite a view from up here…” Isel said, tail swishing playfully as she gazed down at Donna’s silhouette, watching as it shifted back and forth with the rippling of the water’s surface. ”I must say, you’re certainly more forward than you were in the library, Donna. Why the change of heart?” Isel gave Donna a lop-sided grin, accompanied by a sly narrowing of the eyes. ”Not that I’m complaining, mind you…”

With those words, Isel lowered herself to sit on the edge of the pool, just as Donna had directed. ”You make one joke about dogs and sitting, Human, and I’ll hold you under until the bubbles stop.” Isel informed her companion, eyes twinkling with a mixture of amusement and danger as she smiled at Donna.

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Donna watched as Isel mulled over how she was behaving. Having gone from shrewd and cagey to suddenly being on the front foot had put the Vulpinian momentarily off balance and inwardly, Donna couldn’t help but smile.

“You’re not the only one who can be forward and aggressive about what they want,” Donna thought to herself as she Isel stepped up to the edge of the pool and looked down at her, her tail swishing at the night air around her. And she smiled as Isel remarked on the view she had from where she was standing and gazing down at the mostly submerged Human. Standing on the step, the water level of the pool was across her upper chest and the cold water was eliciting a solid response from her nipples.

“How do you know this isn’t a part of my cunning plan to lure you in more before pulling away again?” Donna teased, rolling her shoulders back to push out her firm bosom more. “You just have to sit down and find out,” Donna remarked casually.

Isel seemed to think that over for a moment but, as Donna predicted, her curiosity got the better of her and she sat down on the edge of the pool, legs in the water, warning Donna against making any dog jokes.

“Isel my dear,” Donna crooned as she negotiated her way in between the naked Vulpinian’s legs. “I would never joke like that about you,” Donna said as she ran her hands up the outside of Isel’s thighs before bringing them to rest on the toned stomach of her companion. “But I do have plans that are similar to something a dog does very well. But I’m pretty sure you won’t mind.”

Not giving Isel a chance to respond, Donna pressed back with the hands, pushing Isel off balance until she was reclining slightly. Positioned correctly, Donna lowered her head to the junction of the Vulpinian’s, tongue extended, searching for the warm core she knew would be present.

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[Show/Hide]As Donna stated that she would never joke about Isel being a dog, then went on to state she had something in mind that a dog does very well, Isel wasn’t sure what to think. The Human’s tone suggested something dirty, which Isel hoped to be true, but the wording made her question that.

I’m not a dog, you…

The thought was cut short as Donna pushed against her, forcing her to fall backwards onto her elbows with a giggle.

Ah… Isel thought, grinning broadly, I get it…

A moment later, all thought fled her mind as Donna lowered her head, her tongue snaking forward in search of Isel’s most sensitive of areas. The Vulpinian reclined back, making herself more comfortable as Donna carried on with her task, though that reclined position gave way to her back arching and her leg wrapping around Donna’s shoulders before long, with Isel panting and making small noises of pleasure and encouragement and the feeling of building tension grew. Without thinking, one of Isel’s hands made it’s way to Donna’s head, her fingers tangling themselves in the Human’s hair and gripping it perhaps a little harder than she would have if she were thinking rationally.

”Donna…” Came the Vulpinian’s gasping voice, the first coherent sound she’d made since Donna’s had forced her back on the pool deck. A moment later Isel's entire body shuddered violently as she reached her climax, leaving her lying panting on the pool deck for a long moment before lifting her head to regard the Human who's head still bobbed above the surface of the water.

"Holy shit..." Isel said between quick, shallow breaths as she stared at Donna with multicoloured eyes that weren't quite in focus, "where the hell did that come from?" The question was punctuated with a giggle as Isel let her head loll back onto the pool deck, taking a moment to recover from the wave of euphoria that was slowly subsiding.

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“I have to admit, that went better than I expected,” Donna thought to herself as Isel descended from the peak that Donna had just sent her too. She hadn’t been sure if the weather or waves would have interrupted them but it seemed that nature was on their side at the moment. “Was hot when she reached up and held my head to her pussy, too.”

“You’re welcome,” Donna said with a smirk as she caressed the outside of Isel’s thighs. “Let’s just say that how I act and what I can imagine are two very different things. And sometimes, if you are lucky, I let my imagination come out to play.”

For her own part, Donna was incredibly turned on but the cold of the pool was beginning to seep into her bones and she found herself wanting to go someplace much warmer. Besides, a part of her wanted to tease Isel a bit more and deny her the fruits of Donna’s body, so to speak. Looking up and past her Vulpinian companion, Donna saw the perfect way to move their, whatever they were or having, along.

“I really should have remembered the towels,” Donna said offhandedly, diving in for another quick lick of Isel’s velvet folds. “They would come in handy after this,” she announced with a wicked grin before sliding back under the water just as a large wave broke over the pool.

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[Show/Hide]Isel flinched as Donna snuck in one last torturous touch with her tongue before the Human’s head slipped below the water’s surface. Isel opened her eyes just in time to see another wave about to break over her, and quickly scrambled to try and get out of the way, shifting shape as she did so.

She was not fast enough, and had she still been in humanoid form, she would doubtless have gasped as the cold water came crashing down, washing over her in an icy deluge. As it was, the white wolf-like creature that was caught by the wave let out a yelp as it scrambled to gain traction, paws scrambling on the wet ground.

And so it was that, as Donna’s head surfaced, she was greeted by the sight of a very wet, rather large and sulky looking fox standing at the side of the pool, the mis-matched eyes which turned to Donna making it clear just who it was. The fox’s ears seemed to perk up as it saw Donna, it’s tail giving a swish as indication that it was happy about something. Then the fox came closer to the edge, looking down at Donna’s bobbing head for a moment before it turned to the side.

Then it began to shake.

The motion, accompanied to the sound of the vulpine creature’s ears flapping against it’s head, sent a shower of tiny droplets scattering around her, raising down upon Donna’s already dripping face. Having thoroughly shaken out the water form her fur, the fox turned to face Donna again, gazing down at the Human’s bobbing visage with an almost gleeful expression in her eyes. The fox’s tongue lolling out to one side of her mouth, giving her a distinctly amused expression as she watched Donna.

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OOC: Again, I’m so sorry for the delay! I know the post is a bit silly, but it’s what popped into my head when you described another wave about to break!  :p

Cadet Donna ‘Chance’ Petterson | Ocean Pool | San Francisco | Earth ] Attn: @Fife
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“Oh, c’mon!” Donna moaned as she brought her hands up and splashed the water she had gathered over her face to rinse it from the cascade that Isel had just rained down upon her. To someone else, it probably made no sense, given that she was naked in the very water that the Vulpinian had just shook off her; but to Donna, it made her feel better to ‘wash’ it off.

“Was that really necessary?” Donna asked the oversized fox in front of her. The lolling tongue and amused expression on the quadruped's face was all the response that Donna needed to know that one Isel Nix definitely believed it was necessary. Shaking her head slightly, Donna pulled herself over to the edge of the pool and climbed out, her naked body streaming water even as the chilly night air began having its own effect on her. 

“Dammit, that last wave soaked my clothes,” Donna exclaimed as she bent over to pick up the pile of saturated garments. Wringing them out as best she could, Donna began to walk around the edge of the pool, swaying her hips slightly but ignoring the Vulpinian behind her. She was decidedly worked up from their evening escapades and knew that unless the fox took care of her, she’d be back in her quarters and doing it herself. Multiple times.

Stopping at the bottom of the stairs where her dry jacket and shoes waited, Donna contemplated whether she should redress now in the wet clothes or walk as far as she could before redressing in clothes that may or may not be a little dryer. “Even now, public decency still reigns. No currency needed but still can’t abide a set of tits swaying freely down the sidewalk.”

“Any ideas what I should do?” Donna asked, holding up her wet clothes.

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[Show/Hide]Isel had followed Donna as the Human had walked around the pool, enjoying the view afforded as the woman’s naked body moved. As Donna posed the question of what she should do to Isel, the Vulpinian responded the only way she could in her current form. She let out a soft growl, then a light bark, wagging her tail all the while. Donna’s expression told Isel that she didn’t find the Vulpinian’s input in the matter to be at all helpful. If Isel hadn’t been in her feral form she would have chuckled. As it was, the fox stood there panting up at Donna for a moment longer then shifted to her natural form, the fox seeming to grow larger and transitioning to a bipedal stance. Her front paws took on the form of fingers, each tipped with a rather large claw, one of which moved up to her mouth to hide a chuckle.

”Well, as amusing as it would be to watch you stroll down the street stark-ass naked, it might be frowned upon by the rest of San Francisco’s population, and probably the Academy as well…” Isel trailed off, her bemused expression making it rather obvious that she was picturing the scene in her head, and rathe enjoying what she saw. ”This isn’t really a problem I have, as you can see.” As if to prove her point, Isel struck a dramatic pose, raising an arm above her head and running the other hand down her side, the claws at the tips of her fingers lightly trailing through her fur. She gave her tail a wide swish for good measure, then giggled and dropped the pose. Isel slowly walked a circle around Donna, her eyes trailing over the woman’s furless form. ”You, on the other hand, lack my luscious coat of soft, fluffy fur…” Isel came to a stop in front of Donna once more, her canine head regarding the human with eyes full of amusement, ”are pretty much shit outta luck.”

Isel stepped forward, reaching up with one hand and lightly trailing the claw of her forefinger up the front of Donna’s neck to her chin. ”Don’t worry, Donna,” Isel said in a softer tone, ”I have an idea for when we get back to one of our rooms. I bet that’ll make you forget all about this little mishap…” Isel glanced down at Donna’s soaked clothing, then chuckled again. ”Though I imagine wearing those on the way back won’t be too comfortable.” Isel raised her eyes up at Donna and winked as she spoke, then added, ”Though I suggest your dorm. My roommate is kind of a buzzkill, and there may or may not be fur… well… everywhere…”

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“Well that sounds fun,” Donna thought to herself as she shivered involuntarily as Isel’s claw tip trailed down her cheek. Images of what the fox might have in mind to make her forget were passing slowly through her mind, causing her passion to reignite and begin to grow once again; something she wasn’t sure if the Vulpunian could smell or not, but not particularly caring if she could. “It’s her fault anyway.”

But that still didn’t solve the problem of how she was going to get back to her room without either catching pneumonia or being seen stark naked. The only item of clothing she had that was dry was her jacket and while that would cover her upper torso well enough and serve to keep her chest warm, it would do nothing for her lower half.

“I suppose I can walk until we get nearer to people and then put my pants back on,” Donna surmised, wondering how far that would be at this time of night. “Hopefully by then my clothes have tried somewhat. At least my pants anyway. I can live without the rest.”

“Alright you little vixen,” Donna said, looking up at her Vulpinian companion. “Let’s head back to my place and see just how good your idea is. But I’m warning you, I have a pretty good memory.”

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