Star Trek: Theurgy

OOC: Placeholder for new thread which I aim to start off on the morrow, where the meeting with Schosche Bellde'side has ended on Deck 01 and Jien is split into two. In this thread, two scenes will unfold. One, with male Jien Ives ending up at the mercy of Kiya Rez in sealed surgical suite - the Captain strapped to a diagnostics table. Also, female Jien Ives finding herself in an awkward position with one of the Lone Wolves: Thomas Ravon.

Kiya Rez walked down a corridor she didn't remember stepping into.  For that matter, the last thing she remembered was being in the Edena's Ready Room, with Illya in control of Edena's body.  Why was she in control now, and why was she so far from the ready room without any memory of leaving?  The answers to those questions only resulted in more, as Kiya came to gaze out the nearest window, catching sight of her reflection.  Not Edena's.  Hers.

It was her dusty blond hair, secured in a tightly woven braid behind her, her faint blue eyes.  She wore a white sun dress, the one she always wore when she took her walks through the park during the summer with her children.  How was this body here now?  She had been the first host of the Rez symbiont over three hundred years ago.  By the time she had passed away, she was old and gray, her children with grandchildren of their own.  The face she saw now was that of her early thirties, of a time in her life when she had been happily married, working in the most prestigious medical center on all of Trill.

Her hands clasped to her mouth, tears forming in her eyes.  It was a miracle, and she didn't exactly care for the reasons in that moment.  It was just too wonderful to look at a reflective surface and see her own face, rather then that of whatever current host she inhabited.

[ Turbolift 02 | USS Theurgy ]
 
Having assumed her female form added with loose training trousers and a black tank, carrying a bag over her shoulder, Captain Ives stepped into the turbolift in order to head for the Gymnasium. She had just left her Ready Room and sent off the stowaway to the Security Department and was now going to do the work-out she had been unable to that morning - pressing duties keeping her from her ordinary routine.
 
It was true that she could have changed into her training attire instantly at the time when she reached the gym, yet over the years, she had picked up certain habits that humans had. In blending in with them, since she had been raised in their midst, she found a sense of sub-conscious belonging.
Then, along with a trio of engineers, Jien spotted a unknown woman - currently submerged in the reading of a PADD in her hand. The engineers recognised their Captain and greed her respectfully, but the blonde failed to look up from her study. Jien frowned a little, trying to place the profile of her face.
 
Stopping at Deck 06, the engineers left the turbolift, no doubt beginning their shifts, while Jien was left alone with the woman. Apparently, the she seemed utterly occupied with the PADD in her hand and had still not noticed Jien. From her position at the back of the lift, Jien was just about to raise her voice and engage in conversation, even if briefly given the circumstances. She merely wanted to verify her identity, if nothing else because Jien had thought she knew all the faces of her harried crew.

Yet before she could say anything... the woman turned to face her with a smile... and everything bathed in light. Pain struck Jien, and she vanished in the white radiance.


[ Unknown ]

When he opened his eyes, Jien was in his male form, and his eyes hurt from the white light he had experienced in the turbolift. Blinking, he looked around, finding himself in a chamber that looked like a surgical suite. When he tried to sit up, he found himself strapped down by steel clamps around his ankles and wrists - spread out like an X. His immediate impulse was to change form and come free of his restraints...

...but he could not.

Eyes widening a little, he found that his abilities as a Chameloid had been nullified. How, he could not tell, but it was a fact. When that failed him, he tried brute strength to tear himself loose, but the thickness of the steel clamps prevented any such efforts. There was not even a seam in the steel - no evident way they could physically open. As if they had been welded smooth around his extremities. In the end, winded from his efforts and hurting a bit, he slowly lay down on the table again.

"Hello?" he called, browridge lowered dangerously over his eyes - not the least pleased with being to prisoner by an unknown enemy. "Is anyone there?"

No answer. Casting a glance about, he determined that he wore no clothing that there were all sorts of medical equipment in the room, but he did not recognise it as a surgical suite on the Theurgy. Federation equipment, only severely outdated. Starship interior, only three centuries old. Monitors and examination tools.

No further thought could he spend on this, for evidently, his calls had gotten attention, because a door opened - revealing a woman in a blue summer dress and a long corridor outside. Jien glared at her, but the challenge in his eye died when the sliding doors closed behind her, and firmly sealed them both in with an audible and mechanical air-pressure lock.

The silence lingered, Jien trying to make sense of all of this. "Who are you," he asked, and managed to keep his calm and also keep the ire from his voice.

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OOC: Kiya/Ives scenario set, the Ravon/Ives scenario due as soon as you reply one last time in the Ante Meridiem thread, Nolan. Up to you how much progress he makes before he also vanishes in a sudden white light...

[ Unknown ]

When the white light faded and the pain subsided, Jien Ives groaned and lifted her head - which seemed much heavier than usual. She was leaning forward against something, and she could not make out where she was at first - having to use her hands to push herself upright. Lights - like shooting stars - streamed across her and everything around her.

The helmet she wore bumped against the canopy of the cockpit.

"What is..." she started to say, and heard her own voice emanating as a digital sound from the small speaker on the headgear that someone had put on her. Her visor down, she cast her head about to try and make sense of it all. Doing this, she noticed three things almost simultaneously...

First, that she was not alone; that she was straddling a naked man that was also wearing a helmet. Her hands were upon his chest, and he just sat there in the folded-back pilot seat. Moreover, she noticed that she was also in her bare skin - wearing naught but the helmet that hid her face as much as it hid the pilot's identity. Third, that it was a Valkyrie Mk. III that they are in, and that they were travelling at Warp speed - the lights around them actual stars shooting by.

After glancing about, the ire took her, and she wrapped her hard fingers around the base of the man's throat- just underneath the air-seal of the headgear - effectively waking him up unless he had already come to.

"Who are you, captor?" she growled digitally, the tilt of her helmet making her scowl clear despite the circumstances, "What the hell do you think you are doing?" Little did she care that she was naked, for she could just...

No, she could not. Somehow, her captor had managed to disable her ability to shift form, and it merely served to anger her more - that her captor had managed to make her female body visible and permanent.

Thomas slowly started to come by as he heard another thud. He slowly tried to open his eyes as the bright light from before had flashed him as if someone threw a flash grenade at him. He remembered those things as highly annoying being able to knock out foes for quite some time if used accordingly. Which would make him wonder why he got flashed in his own hangar bay. He tried to move now but noticed that something or someone was laying on him.

The moment Thomas Ravon came more to his senses he noticed several things aswell. The first of it all was that he was nowhere near the hangar bay anymore. Second, he seemed to be laying down with another person on top of him. Third, it seemed like he was in a fighter jet and they were flying at warp speed. Before he could realise what his fourth point would be, he felt the strong clutch of fingers shutting his trachea. Instanly his training kicked in and he moved his hands to break the deathgrip he was in. He tapped the wrists at first and then tried to break them by trying to spread them open.

When he heard a womanly voice ask him who he was and what did he think he was doing. He didn't recognize the voice at first because she was too busy choking him so he shook his head and brought out "Wha- What a-a-are you on... A-Bo-ut?" He couldn't really pronounce the entire sentence in one go and he struggled more to break his tight spot. Only now he noticed that he was completely nude.

Suddenly the grip seemed to get even more ferocious and Thomas let out a gurgle before he focussed his powers and aimed two well placed fists into the ribs of his opponent. First his weaker left and after that his a full hit with his right hand. Gaining some more breathing space because of it he coughed out some spat and tried to regain a steady flow of air.

"What the hell?" he brought out with a sore throat and he grabbed the person by the wrists now to prevent a new attack on his throat. "What do you think YOU're doing?" he replied now.

OOC: Sorry about the mix-up with present/past tense in my former post. I wrote something else just before that so it got a bit confusing for me. I have corrected it now. Btw, Thomas might notice that they are in a Valkyrie fighter, and there is lots of info on the ship in the "Ship & Department Information" section.

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Not the least unfamiliar with close quarters combat, Jien Ives countered the unknown pilot's efforts. She released one hand at first, blocking the jabs against her torso as best as she might - getting glancing blows that chafed her skin more than impacted with her ribcage. The second blow was harder, so she had to use both hand to break the momentum - thus letting his throat go for a few moments.

"What the hell? What do you think YOU're doing?"

He had ceased her wrists, trying to fend her off. She snarled like a caged cat. Using the strength of her whole arms and by leaning forward, she twisted her wrists downwards against his thumbs - getting free. Leaning against his chest with the diving movement, their helmets impacted with each other - a means to disorient her captor. There was not enough room to bring a knee up between his legs at that time, and the risk of him closing his legs and toppling her to the side was too large. Thus, she smothered herself against his bare chest and pushed her elbow right up underneath his jaw - forcing his head back. This close, she did not think he could do too much damage with his fists. The struggle made her breasts chafe against his skin, but she was altogether too furious to pay such things any heed. The man was combat trained and it was not like she could take any chances.

Her free hand shot down between their legs, and she took a very firm grip on his sack - emphasising her words in a way that halted all other movement. His flaccid phallus came to lay across the back of her hand.

"Listen to me, pilot," she said coldly between her teeth, "I do not know how you got me off my ship, or how you could force me to hold this current form, but I have the upper hand now, so you should damn well listen if you mean to call yourself a man after this day! State your name! Who are you working for? Where are we? Where were you taking me? Speak!"

She squeezed a bit harder, but not hard enough to hurt him - just a premonition for how she might twist and yank at it. "Speak I say!"

She wasn't on the Theurgy any longer.  No, this ship was an older one, one that seemed somehow familiar.  "The Augustus?"  She was almost certain it was.  The very first Federation vessel she had ever been on.  Kitya never served as a Starfleet officer, but she had been transported between Trill and a Federation outpost to see to the care of an ailing Admiral during the later part of her life.  The Augustus had been a Newton-class vessel.  It was seen by many as the precursor to the Miranda class, first built in the late 23rd Century.  A smile crossed Kiya's face as she stroked the inner hull like it was an old friend.

"I must be lost in some old memories," she suspected, thinking she dreamed up her youthful body and the nostalgic starship.  It was only when she heard a voice that she broke from her trip down memory lane and followed the voice to a surgical suite, and came across a face too recent to have been a part of such old memories.  "Captain Ives?"  She knew him, but he didn't know her, not with that face.  Either way, she didn't bother with introductions, instead rushing forward to the controls of the primitive bio-bed and releasing Jien from his restraints.

She was surprised to find a more up-to-date medical tricorder sitting on the control panel, finding it quite out of place on such an old ship.  Either way, she approached Jien, scanning him for any signs of trauma caused by what looked to be imprisonment.  "How did you get in here, sir?"  A good question, but there were plenty of much more confusing, much less easily explained questions that were put on the back burner for the time being.

[ Unknown ]

Despite the woman's efforts, the restraints around Jien Ives' wrists and ankles did not open when prompted to in the controls.

"How I got in here?" asked Jien, eyebrows raising a bit at the implications of the woman knowing his name and him not knowing hers. Was he in an alternative reality? Had his ship run into a time and spatial anomaly without their sensors picking it up? What the hell was going on? Why had the woman been locked into the room with him?

"I had hoped you could tell me, for I have no idea," he said at last, frowning at his restraints and at how they did not respond to the controls. Jien searched the room around him for clues as to how he - or they - might open them and open the door again. Meanwhile, he told the woman what little he knew - seeing no point in hiding such facts since she appeared to be helping him. "I was heading to the gymnasium on the USS Theurgy when... I don't remember too well, but there was a woman in the turbolift that I did not recognise, and when I tried to make contact with her, there was a white light. Pain. And then, I quite simply woke up here, in a place that must either be the holo-deck... or some other ship's holodeck. I do not give too much credit to the thought that this is another century, since the tricorder there is a modern version."

Lying there before her on the table while she scanned him, he frowned, realising that she seemed familiar to him. Perhaps he had come across her, or a picture of her, sometime during his years in Starfleet Intelligence? Naturally, he felt a bit exposed, lying there as he was underneath her eyes, but modesty and propriety was not the foremost things on his mind given the circumstances.

"Computer, end simulation!" he snapped, looking away from the woman for a second.

[Negative,] said Thea's voice over the intercom, confirming Jien's guess about them being on the holodeck, but the next part did not bode well, [The program's key performance parameters have not been met. Failure to to meet the minimum value of performance will disallow the termination of this program. Please continue until all parameters are met.]

His scowl worsening, since he had no patience for games, Jien looked around once more upon the medical equipment. "Computer, state said parameters."

[Parameters are as follows: The condition of "physician entering surgical suite A" has been met. The condition "full physical scan" has not been met. The condition "male copulatory organ examination" has not been met. The condition "prostate examination" has not been met. The condition "copulation" has not been met. The condition "sweat sample" has not been met. The condition "sperm sample" has not been met. All examinations must be conducted as according to Starfleet Medical practices, with a minimum duration of three minutes for each examination respectively. Copulation must last for a minimum duration of ten minutes. All samples must be submitted into present medical analysis equipment.]

Speechless after the long list of conditions had been stated, Jien's eyes had become very still - realising what kind of game he and the woman had been subjected to.

Thomas noticed that his attacks got countered pretty well, whoever this woman was, she knew how to fight. Despite being in a pretty disadvantagable position here, he was trying to figure out what his next move would be, his legs wouldn't be able to do much, but he had to try something right?

Whatever he was planning got pushed away out of his mind as he realised the woman was breaking free like a trapped animal. Before he could even react he felt the hard nudge of the helmets colliding with eachother. He gasped a bit and what followed next was pretty textbook in his books. He felt the elbow against his jaw, forcing him to move his head backwards. He felt how her body was chafing against his and he grinded his teeth together.

He let out yet another gasp when the woman grabbed him by the balls. It was a firm grip and probably could a very painful one if he chose to challenge her even more. However, seeing the circumstances, Thomas couldn't control his body's reaction as his phallus slowly erected a bit.

"Listen to me, pilot," He heardh er say and he had to admit, she got his full attention at the moment.  "I do not know how you got me off my ship, or how you could force me to hold this current form, but I have the upper hand now, so you should damn well listen if you mean to call yourself a man after this day! State your name! Who are you working for? Where are we? Where were you taking me? Speak!" Thomas slowly came to realisation now that he recognised this voice, it sounded familiar...

Thomas smirked a bit and answered cocky "Well, it would seem we are inside the cockpit of a AC-409 Mk III Valkyrie Attack Fighter. The bright lights passing by would be stars as we're probably cruising at warp 2. If you'd let me do what I'm trained for I can tell you where we are and what the plotted course is of this fighter." While talking to her Thomas considered to use the escape pod to gain the upper hand again in this fight. Than again, that would seem unwise seeing that neither of them had a jump suit to survive. Suddenly it hit him, he realised who the voice might belong too. "Captain?" he asked carefully and hoped he would be wrong.

Maintaining her grip and her pressure against the jaw of her captor's helmet, Jien listened to his bold words - as if she would be so naive as to let him go so easily. What was interesting was that they were in this particular kind of spacecraft, because since the initial sixteen fighters of this class had been prototypes aboard the Theurgy, it meant that this one had been stolen by her pilot. As for how he managed to do that, getting past Flight Ops and the entire Lone Wolves squadron, she had no idea...

...but then the man called her 'Captain', and she grew very still where she lay against him - her mind dissecting this new input.

"So you must know this spacecraft then," she said quietly and released the sack she had gripped - noticing but not commenting upon how he had become semi-hard. It was natural given her rough treatment. After checking that life support was on-line on a HUD behind her, she used her freed hand to click a button on her own helmet - opening her visor. Lowering her elbow a little, she pushed the button that opened the pilot's visor as well. Thus, they could see each other's eyes and the bridge of their noses. She thought she remembered those eyes, but could not place a name to them. "State your name and rank, and tell me what you remember."

With those words, she turned around in his lap - using her lithe and female Chosen Form to face forward on her hands and knees in the cockpit. There was not much space to use for her manoeuvre - no area where to set her feet down since the canopy was too low in the front. Therefore, she ended up with her knees spread wide on the arm-rests and she set her hands down upon the pilot's knees - supporting herself on all four while she looked over the controls of the Valkyrie. She had no patience for delays, irritated as she was, and had decided to learn the course and destination herself. That it turned out that she presented her bent over derrière to the pilot's face was not her fault - it was the fault of the dead-to-be person whom had put her in this rather odd situation.

In order to push the right key to get the info she wanted, she had to lower herself down on her forearm - crossing it over the pilot's knees while reaching out with her other hand for the controls. Thus, her breasts came to brush across his groin area, and her womanhood was presented more explicitly to the shooting stars and to her companion in this awkward ordeal.

"How the hell..?" she grated through the digital scratch of her helmet, "we are headed straight into Romulan space - on the other end of the Alpha Quadrant border. We are on auto-pilot... and I cannot disengage it."

How long had they been out? This did not add up...

The same questions were going through Thomas his mind aswell, how the hell did he end up in a fighter that was only stationed on the Theurgy. For that matter even how did he get in one and lose all their clothes in the process. He shook his head a bit, which was hard enough with an elbow stuck against his jaw.

As she lowered the visors Thomas got a good look at the eyes of the woman in front of him. He also let out a soft moan, relieved that the pressure on his balls had been removed and that he was a bit more free. To be honest he didn't really know for sure if this was Captain Jien Ives. It's not like he had stared into the woman's eyes that long before this incident. He could only presume it was since she gave him an order, yet it sounded more familiar than an unknown person. "Lieutenant Junior Grade Thomas Ravon... Ma'am."he answered to the order given.

As his captain repositioned himself he could only bring out a few "Uhms" and "Ehs" He didn't want to irritate his commanding officer even more, but the way she moved and somewhat presented herself into his visor wasn't really what he had expected to happen. The sight of her derrière was enough to unleash a new surge of mixed feelings go through the young lieutnenant's body. His manlyhood reacted nearly instantly to it and he tried to divert his eyes from her. "Right, look... stars... lieutenant..." He tried to distract himself as he muttered the words to himself, hoping the woman wouldn't hear him.

As she had to bent more to get to the right key he felt her soft skin brush against his loins and thus also against his rather erected state. He couldn't help but to let out a soft squeek when he felt it and instinctively he looked in front of him again only to see the womanhood straight in front of his eyes. "Oh.." He brought out soft and he was a tad confused now on how to adress the captain further "Ma'am... Sorry. Ma'am" He brought out a bit clumsy.

"How the hell..? We are headed straight into Romulan space - on the other end of the Alpha Quadrant border. We are on auto-pilot... and I cannot disengage it."

That sentence alone was enough to get his nerves back together and Thomas frown now "What? That's not possible..." He said out louder now and he wanted to check the data himself. Not really thinking what he was doing ,he tried to sit up a bit more straight. By doing this, he shafed his own manlyhood against her breasts again and he bumped his helmet right into her womanhood. His helmet was ofcourse pretty cold and he pulled back after a split second after seeing what he had done "Sorry!" He brought out quickly and stayed still for now.

At least the Lone Wolf remembered to introduce himself when ordered to, even though she also had asked for what he remembered before ending up where they were. Of course, Jien realised that the situation was highly cringe-worthy for him too, being subjected to his commanding officer in this intimate fashion. There were plenty of reactions from him, which of none she paid any heed - even if she heard and noticed. Any other time, she would have been red-faced with embarrassment and she might even have found the situation a bit humoristic.

Yet someone, or something, was playing a game with them. A game that had set their course towards enemy space. In theory, a Romulan patrol ship could appear any second after picking up their Warp-trai-

'Lieutenant Ravon moved, brushing the swollen head of his rigid arousal between her breasts, and Jien sucked in a sharp breath when the cold ballistic glass of his visor touched her outer labia. By reflex, she leaned forward - bumping her helmet against the canopy once more. Incredulous, she looked back at him over her shoulder, but he was already apologising.

Therefore, she said nothing.

Her situation was, in a way, worse than his, because would have to maintain a semblance of authority despite it all. Furthermore, she was a Chameloid with a male Chosen Form, and she had been young, so she would not made a big thing (and she excused herself the pun with a faint smile) out of the evident arousal she had given him.

Since it was easier and it would give him more manoeuvrability, Jien sat down in his lap and leaned back against him instead of turning around to face him again. She had to move carefully lest she would touch any of the controls, but in the end, she had straddled herself across his thighs. She would rather have sat up straight, but the canopy would not allow it, therefore, she lay the back of her helmet against his shoulder and pointed to the navigational display.

"See? We are entering the Hyralan Sector. It would have taken us a whole week to get here," she said... swallowing when she felt it. For was easy to be distracted when the warmth of a penis pressed up against you; the ventral side of its length coming to nestle itself between her womanly folds - the throbbing head peaking out between her thighs when she stole a glance downwards. Worse thing was that if she moved, she would just make things even more awkward - should such a thing be possible. "Please, focus, we might be in danger, Lieutenant."

She tried a gentle tone in her admonition, despite her concerns and lack of patience.

"Question is," she said and cleared her throat, turning her helmet to catch his eye, "how do we get clear from Romulan space... and back to the Theurgy. Do you know an override to the autopilot, 'Lieutenant?"

"As for how we got here ma'am... I was in the hangar bay about to talk to one of the engineers about my ship when I suddenly got surrounded by white light. After that I... got strangled by you... Ma'am." He summarised as he remembered he had forgot to answer her last question after she had moved.

He noriced the captain gave him a look when he had tried to reposition himself. He had apologised and was happy she didn't comment him any further. This situation was beyong awkward in his opinion. There was absolutely now way that he had imagined to be stuck with his commanding officer naked in a attack fighter.

As she repositioned himself again on him he was a bit more at ease that she now sat on his lap. Even with his erected manhood between her legs it gave him a more decent sight in the cockpit, which made it easier for him to focus on his bird flying towards Romulan space. He didn't mind that the captain placed her head back on his shoulder and he did peek at her breasts for a second before he noticed she paused and brought to his attnetion that he had to focus and how they could get out of this course to Romulan space.

"I'm doing my best ma'am." he answered rather formal and he checked the controls of the ship now. His fingers clicked the keys and info was flashing in just a matter of seconds across the HUDs they were wearing. "Right let us take a look what.." he paused as he checked the data steaming into the HUD. "This isn't right, according to the computer, there are no known records of departure." he said to her "That would mean that we never passed Flight Ops or any scanners that we were bound to meet on our way out of the Theurgy." He said and he leaned a bit more forward. A few error sounds nudged inside their helmets and he sighed "Looks like we're locked out, I could try to manually shortcircuit the autopilot, but for that matter some other systems might drop out... Including life support."

Even though the lieutenant tried to keep his attention to getting control over the ship, but with the distraction on his lap it was rather hard to not think about anything else.

When the controls didn't respond, her first thought was to go find an engineer, but the doors of the surgical bay didn't open, would not permit her to leave.  She pounded on it a few times, calling out for help that wouldn't come.  When Jien suggested it was a simulation, she shook her head in disagreement.  "No, I know this ship.  This is the USS Agustus."  Kiya displayed her age with that comment.  That particular starship had been retired from active service in the early 24th century, when Miranda class vessels began to take over as the new standard for ships of that class.  That Kiya was familiar with the ship was a sign of her age, at least three centuries.

She was visibly shocked when Thea's voice confirmed it was indeed a holodeck simulation.  How could someone have recreated the ship so perfectly?  It was so nostalgic for Kiya that she would almost smell the same air that had been on that old ship.  It smelled like an old library, one where everything was still written on paper and bound in leather covering.  It smelled of history, yet it was just a projection.

Of course, the shock of that revelation didn't compare to the listed parameters for their escape.  Organ examination?  Prostate exam?  Copulation?!  "Starfleet Medical Practice does not condone sexual relations between a doctor and patient," Kiya responded, trying to find a loophole in the specifications that would allow them to avoid it.  [That restriction has been rescinded.]  A cruel response, one that made Kiya's hands press to her spotted temples, searching for an answer that would not come.

"I'm a married woman!"  She finally exploded at the computer, like her words had any meaning to the black and white orders that had been issued.  "I have a husband!  Three children!  Grandchildren and great-grandchildren!  I don't copulate!"  Copulate was a cold, meaningless word, not a word that Kiya had any real interest in any longer.  Emotionally, she was centuries beyond such crass things, though she would be lying to herself if being in her youthful body after so long didn't leave some biology calling out for relief. 

No!  She couldn't!

She looked back to the Captain, still locked up and going nowhere, at least according to the computer.  "You know about these things, don't you?  Is there something that can be done?  Emergency shutdown procedures?  Some way to access an engineering control station and shut it down?"

'Hard' was the right word indeed... a condition that reminded itself in Captain Ives' mind.

For when Junior Lieutenant Ravon leaned forward to the controls, it caused her hips to tilt forward as well. A protest formed behind her lips as it happened, but it was too late. It was left unspoken. Wait, wait, wait! She had thought she had suppressed the notion of his heated member between her legs, but now, he forced her to grind her nether lips downwards along the top side of his hard length. Her lips pursed and her big brown eyes fluttered momentarily - the warm friction against her clitoris sending a shiver up her abdomen and continuing out to her fingertips.

"...would mean that we never passed Flight Ops or any scanners that we were bound to meet on our way out of the Theurgy."

When he had leaned back again, her back had never left his chest. She swallowed, forced her breathig to be very regular, yet a quick glance downwards confirmed her fears. She had become damp, and had caused a light sheen of nectar along the cock that she tried to forget about - glistening ever so faintly in the light of the shooting stars. It might have escaped the pilot's notice, if she was lucky, but her nipples had hardened too by the shiver that still made her head spin.

"Looks like we're locked out, I could try to manually short-circuit the autopilot, but for that matter some other systems might drop out... Including life support."

Taking another breath, Jien raised her arms to fold them across her chest - cupping her breasts in her palms to keep 'Lieutenant Ravon's eyes elsewhere. Of course, their helmets prevented her from seeing anything unless she turned to face him again. Something she had no intention of doing. No, things were bad enough as they were. Focus, she told herself, this time.

"That is a risk we cannot afford, at least not at this point when we are in relative safety..." she frowned and pinched the bridge of her nose through the opening of her visor before resettling her hand where it had to be, "I cannot fathom how there is no trace in the ship's system about it leaving the Theurgy. There has to be some kind of trace. Some kind of record of on who's authority this Valkyrie was allowed to take off from the Fighter Assault Bay. Moreover, the two us us could impossibly have survived a week's journey at Warp 2 in our current state. There are too many implausible factors to this situation. No evident reasons as to why we are only wearing helmets."

She glanced down to the side of the pilot chair, making a quick inventory. "The standard issue fourteen day rations are untouched, so we have not eaten them and had out memories wiped out along the way here either. Logically, we should not be alive, nor should we even be here. So why the hell are we here? Who is merited by this damn design?"

Us, should we care to indulge ourselves...

No, she refused to listen to that kind of reasoning. Wait...

"This is a holographic program running," she said, eyes wide in the realisation.

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OOC: Nolan, I will let Thomas talk to Thea and you to work out the parameters to be met as according to the other scenario with the male Jien Ives. Just follow the script in that earlier post of mine, and perhaps... adding a maximum time duration with Romulan being inbound? *smiles and shrugs*

Lying there, helpless, Jien's scowl worsened while the woman in the room lashed out against the program's set conditions. He felt for her, this unknown woman that hinted at very strange things.

Given what she was saying, Jien came to think that she was a part of the program; a holographic character from an earlier century that seemed to interact with Thea. Odd, but stranger things had happened on the holodecks of the Federation. Whomever had put together this vile program that was running had been sloppy, though, since not only did the woman know his name, but she could handle a modern medical tricorder too. When she came to address him, he did not answer at first - searching the empty ceiling for answers. Yet after a couple of seconds, he decided that the fictional character might be his only hope to get more leads on whom it might be that was behind his capture and imprisonment on the holodeck.

"My command is the highest authority aboard this ship, so I think it is safe to say that no manner of emergency shut-down will work - I already tried with my verbal command earlier. If there is a control station, it has to be along the walls of this surgical suite. Look around, feel for edges with your fingers. Move the equipment a bit. If the captor has been careless, you will find it. I can assist you from there on with what you should do."

He tried to give hope to the woman, but he feared that - in the end of her search - she might have no choice but consider the alternative. Things did not add up in any direction, though, for what kind of captivity in a locked holographic program would have the parameters that a holo-character would be forced - against her will - to do the listed acts and examinations? None of all of this made sense, so perhaps it was not supposed to? Chaos theory?

Yet in the end, it boiled down to the evident question: Whom might benefit from this design? Well, besides themselves - in a twisted kind of way...

Kiya searched the walls as suggested, but anything that should have opened, even things as simple as drawers that could have contained medical supplies, would not budge.  The tools that were in the room, visible to the eye, were the only things that could be manipulated.  Trying the maintenance hatch in the corner, the last possible option, she slammed her fist again, finding that failure was beginning to mock her.  The trap was fool-proof.  There was no getting, other then what the listed parameters had required of them.  "Damn it," she said weakly, as she finally returned to the side of Jien's examination table.

"It's no good, captain.  Everything has been sealed down."  She looked defeated, her eyes falling to the examination tools that had been provided.  "I am a doctor, though I fear my license may have expired a couple centuries ago."  It at least confirmed that she was trained, that she knew what to do.  Brushing her hand back through her hair, she made certain her braid hadn't come loose anywhere before she finally started summoning up the courage to do what was required of her.  "I suppose we should get the formalities out of the way.  It's easy for me to forget that you probably don't know who I am.  I've taken it for granted considering that I am used to see you every time Edena has a staff meeting with you."

Taking in a deep breath, she finally mustered up the will to say what needed to be said before she made any attempts to fulfill the parameters set forth by the computer.  "I am Doctor Kiya Rez of the Trill Medical Consulate.  Do you permit me to serve as your physician?"

The young lieutenant had noticed how the nipples of his captain had seemingly turned harder as he had checked flightdata and possibilities to turn off the autopilot. He didn't comment it however seen the circumstances but he felt something even more disturbing when he sat back again. Due to the colder air in the cockpit, the damp that was left on his cock was very sensible to him. He swallowed and tried to focus again, trying to forget what had just happened. The captain would never...

"That is a risk we cannot afford..."

The moment she said that he made the logical assumption that she would be making in a few seconds. There was no way that they could have survived for at least a week without touching any rations. He glanced towards the emergency pack, only to notice it untouched. This made no sense indeed and he looked around now in the canopy, looking for things to be off. Flaws in the ship design or anything that could led them further to anything.

"So why the hell are we here? Who is merited by this damn design?"

"Good question Ma'am." he replied but didn't know the answer either. However he started to get an itch on his foot, he tried to rub it off on the floor of the fighter. But by doing this he shifted rather more of his body then he had intended. He rolled his eyes and apologised again, claiming the guilt would be his foot.

"This is a holographic program running,"

Thomas his eyes widened up as she spoke it out loud and he shook his head "That's absurd... I was talking to Thea a minute orso before I got surrounded by light." He protested and he decided to check her statement. "Computer, end simulation."

There was a brief period of silence and Thomas was about to say "See, I told you so." when Thea answered [Negative, the program's key performance parameters have not been met. Failure to to meet the minimum value of performance will disallow the termination of this program. Please continue until all parameters are met.]

"Key performance parameters?" Thomas asked now, hesitating and not sure he wanted to hear what it was, but Thea replied [Parameters are as follows: Condition of arousal between Subject A and B has been met. Condition of fellatio has not been met. Condition of cunnilingus has not been met. Condition of copulation has not been met. Condition of exchange of saliva has not been met. All parameters must be met before enterring Romulan space. All conditions must for a minimum duration of ten minutes.]

Thomas became very silent now but in a matter of seconds he reacted furiously "Those are absurd parameters!" In the meantime he sat up more straight again and checked the display to see how much time they had before they reached Romulan space, the HUD indicated they just had over 60 minutes left.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

The inevitable conclusion was drawn, that there was no escaping the program.

Deep down, Jien Ives had mixed feelings about that given how he had been watching the - supposed - holographic woman move about the surgical suite in her search. Watching, and knowing what the program demanded of them, which needless to say gave plenty of fodder to his imagination. Yet as she stood there and spoke of her expertise and expired medical license, Jien could see that she was steeling herself for the task at hand, so he did not have the heart to try and encourage her. Anything he'd say would come out wrong.

Yet after seeing her brush back her hair just so where she stood next to his prone form, he wanted to tell her that he found her beautiful, and would certainly not be repulsed by what she was forced to do to him, despite the somewhat invading examinations. However, when she spoke to staff meetings and his new XO, Jien frowned in consternation. It was not until she spelled it out, that she was the famous former host of the Rez symbiont, that Jien made the connection. That was why her face had seemed familiar.

"Rez?" he asked, blinking, not directly answering the rhetorical question about his acquiescence for her to treat him. It seemed an absurd question which he simply nodded to before asking the obvious question in return. "Yet the symbiont's former hosts are all tied to Edena's body, speaking through her, so how can you exist in your own physical form?"

Evidently, with all the absurd things going on in the holo-program, her introduction did not make it less plausible that she was a holographic character. Rather, that she had her own - long dead - body served only to strengthen his idea that she was not real. How could she be? It seemed more likely that she was a chiselled out character that fit with this absurd scenario he was in.

Then again, why is it that I cannot change my form?

It was, perhaps, the one variable that gave the woman's claim credence, even if there might have been some injection in his body at play which had shut down his morphogenic matrix... Depending on the state of his own condition, there might be a way to tell if there was any plausibility in Kiya's actual presence in the surgical suite.

"I cannot shift my own form," he said slowly in a low voice, "so when you do the required scan, can you verify the health of my morphogenic matrix? Have you done that before?"

Best not speak of the other things required of her. Perhaps he might distract her with something more substantial than the sexual activities that they were due to perform for someone's - or something's - amusement.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

The delightful torment of the pilot's movements caused Jien's female self to shiver - even if she did not make comment on them. The way his hardness chafed at her swollen outer labia made her light-headed, and her nipples scraped against her palms when she kept her hands cupped over her breasts.

Yet when the truth was discovered, her thoughts about their current situation halted while Thomas Ravon took the initiative to question the computer. His authorisation did not end the program, so he asked for the parameters instead. The list ticked off in their ears, each condition making them even more self-concious - more shocked when learning the true nature of their situation.

The Lieutenant's outburst echoed her own, "I'd never..!" she said in great ire, but her claim betrayed her when he shifted forward to check their ETA for the Hyralan Sector - forcing her to grind down along his length once more. The movement caused a violent shudder up her spine, and a small noise escaped her throat. For like the computer had stated, the condition of their common arousal had already been met...

"Computer," she said in a hoarse voice, swallowing behind the microphone in her helmet, "end simulation, authorisation Ives-Beta-Alpha-Four!"

[Negative, the program's key performance parameters have not b-]

"Shimatta!" cursed Jien and slammed her fist into the arm-rest, causing the controls to chirp in protest. While Thea's voice repeated the earlier message, she began to search for chinks in the cockpit - moving about in Thomas' lap without consideration for how her wet folds slid up and down his hard length. Her mind was occupied on finding some kind of escape, anything to get her out of this awkward ordeal. She had already had sexual intercourse with one of the Lone Wolves, and it had been something she'd cherished but also born out of their 2 month ordeal to get away from the Federation. She had sworn him to silence about their affair too.

This, no, this was just like being a puppet in a play - to do as someone had designed for them to do. To fulfil the perverted desires of whomever was watching them. Perhaps... even recording everything. "Nothing. No panel. No escape..."

In the end, she sank back against the pilot's chest with her hands on the armrests, feeling tricked. Defeated. Mad as hell. Yet also, not able to push the inevitable out of her head. That if she did not comply with this design, the Romulans would surely not be bound to any safety protocols. "Do you have a relationship with someone aboard the ship, Lieutenant?" she asked at last in a quiet voice, turning her helmet so that she might catch his eye, "Anyone that will never forgive us?"

Since Life Support was on-line, Jien removed her helmet at long last with the audible hiss of the air-pressure release - her dark hair matted with sweat and sticking to her skin. She awaited his reply whilst staring into his eyes - unblinking. Her hand.... had already descended to drop her helmet on the floor, and strayed to his aching arousal - stroking it gently.

The young lieutenant was unaware of what reactions his actions delivered to his captain. He noticed it though when she shuddered against him once he was checking the ETA on arrival. "Are you okay captain?" he asked a bit worried now, knowing that it was probably a stupid question seeing the circumstances.

As she ordered the simulation to end a small flicker of hope appeared in the lieutenant his eyes but that dimmed rather rapidly as the computer negated the order. It was her turn to curse and rage now, but he hadn't anticipated that she'd be moving that much in the process. He clenched his jaws shut as he felt her wet folds going up and down on his genitals. "Captain... Captain!" he tried to reason her to calmness. He did it aswell for his own sanity as she was driving him crazy like this. The feeling she was giving him down his loins was enough to drive him insane.

She seemed to relax at some point as she seemingly gave up on finding an exit or escape. He tried to think now, perhaps they could try to trick the computer or someth- "Do you have a relationship with someone aboard the ship, Lieutenant?" The question came as a hard nudge for Thomas. Was she actually considering to comply with these parameters? "No Ma'am I do not, bu-" He broke off the sentence as she took off her helmet and he actually got to take a pretty close face to face look with his captain. She was pretty, no point in denying that. What made him break off his sentence most though was the fact that her hand had started to stroke his erection.

"Ma'am..." he brought out with a shaking voice and he took off his own helmet now as things seemingly started to heat up in there for him "You're not actually considering to.." he carried on with the same voice and he kept looking her straight in the eyes.

Leaning against him, her head against his shoulder and looking into his eyes, Jien considered how young he was when he removed his helmet. Her serene face did not betray her thought though; that she could almost be his mother. It hardly mattered, for to him, she would appear to be around twenty-five to thirty years old, but she was not so innocent. No, the mistakes she had made during her life had caused wars to rage and people to go extinct, but carrying out her orders had sometimes done worse.

"It is the most efficient solution to our predicament," she said without blinking, lightly scraping her fingernails up the underside of his member, "the quickest way out of here. Realise, that the conditions set for us would not have any purpose unless the security protocols are deactivated too. The Romulan patrol ships have most likely picked up on our approach, and they will shoot us down since we cannot exit Warp-speed."

Eyes fluttering a little, she pressed him against her heated sex - the hardness trapped between herself and her hand. She began to undulate her hips slightly, stroking herself against him. "I know you are not willing to do... what we need... to with your Commanding Officer," she said quietly and reached up with her free hand, running it through his hair and to the back of his neck, "So I suggest you consider it an order, and one I mean for you to fulfil for the sake of our survival, and not for the sake of being able to do this with your Captain and later brag about it to your fellow Wolves. You will do this... and you will do it without ever telling a soul what happened in this holographic trap we are in."

She slowly stroked his neck with her hand and then grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his mouth down to hers - only halting it an inch away. "Do you understand... Lieutenant?" she asked in a low voice, partially dangerous, partially aroused, "Given the dire straits we are in... how we are outcasts to our own... because we have killed sisters and brethren in Starfleet... the risk of mutiny is very real. I cannot afford to be considered weak... and nor can you."

Below, her fingers slid up to his bulbous head... and with a firm push, she guided him inside her - her wet nether lips swallowing him up rapidly. The furnace that was her inner walls accommodated him at last, and his girth expanded her. She gasped when he entered her, eyes closing... but she opened them again. Just before she split his mouth open with her own.

Thomas kept looking in the eyes of captain Ives and he waited for her answer. This was madness, for all they knew someone could be recording this, who knows what might happen if this leaked out. He hadn't thought about how old she was, only going on her looks she did only look to be in her mid twenties perhaps even thirty.

As she started talking to him, she rather lost some of his attention as she worked on his member with her fingernails. He tried to stay focussed though and his eyes were going shut for a longer while now and then. "...shoot us down since we cannot exit Warp-speed."
 
He opened his eyes wide now as she moved his member against her heated sex. It got even more enjoyable for the lieutenant as she started to undulate her hips against him. He hadn't remember the last time he had intercourse or the last time since he had laid hand to himself.  "I know you are not willing...

He moaned soft now as she kept moving herself against him and his hands moved over her sides, one hand to her hips while the other moved up to her neck aswell. "An order Ma'am?" he asked now as he heard her and he opened his eyes a bit. She grabbed him by his hair now and he hissed "Ma'am, I'm not sure if I even wanted to brag about this with the crew... So yes, I do understand captain!" He hadn't heard the part about Starfleet anymore as he tried to focus now, he was getting closer already to his climax by her constant teasing by now.

He let out a moan as she pushed him inside of her and he felt how her inner walls were welcoming his member inside of her. He kissed her back now and he grabbed her by the hair now, pulling her head a bit back so he could kiss her more deeply. He started to buck his hips forward now, wanting more of the pleasure that was given to him. He opened his eyes again to meet her gaze at this point.

They were beyond the point of any return now, as they moved in sync - she rolling her hips to meet his thrusts. Beads of perspiration began to form upon Jien's bronze skin, droplets sprinkled across her moving body. Her hold behind the Lieutenant's neck was firm as she worked her jaw; kissing him ferociously. He held her hair too, tilting her back so that he could reach down to her. While he supported their rhythmic dance int he pilot's chair, she did the same with a white-knuckled hand upon the armrest.

When he pulled back, Jien gasped for air, but she did not stop rocking her hips in his lap - milking his hardness from the thick base to the neck. Had she been able to change her form, she would have fitted her sheath perfectly to his girth, squeezed him tightly as she pulled away... yet she supposed it still felt rather good to him. Evidently so, since he certainly did not seem to need any more encouragement. She panted as she stared into his eyes, and then slapped her hand down upon his - drawing it up to her breast. "Carry on, Lieutenant..."

She said this and kissed him again - her tongue venturing inside his mouth anew. They were fulfilling two conditions at once, with just a couple more to go. Limber as she was, she raised one foot in turn and set her feet upon the arm-rests - giving her a new angle at which to thrust herself down unto him. The hand that was not stroking through his hair ventured down to her clitoris, rubbing it lightly since she was facing away from him and did not get the delightful friction she wanted. She spoke in heave breath against his lips, "Can y-you last..? Can you make it..?"

There was a minimum time limit too, yet perhaps they did not need to go ten minutes straight for each parameter in the game.

As for herself, she felt her first orgasm come slowly - rising like the tide in her body. Too much teasing... Yet she would just continue once the aftershocks had subsided... "I can't... Oh, I can't... Ahhh!!" She thrust down upon him and stayed there - grinding herself back and forth as her first climax came and crying out with each breath she released into his mouth. Her eyes rolled in their sockets and she shivered from the bottom of her hair to her toes.

"Ahh..." she panted breathlessly, almost smiling a little with the release - the first smile in Thomas company. She kissed him again between her ragged breaths. "Ahh... Well done, Wolf... Now, carry on... Carry on... How do you want me..?"

Thomas couldn't believe what was happening but he tried to put aside his common logical sense. The feeling of their rythmic dance was amazing to say the least. He began to sweat aswell now as their bodies kept colliding against eachother. The captain was kissing him like a wild animal, the same wild animal that he had been fighting earlier this day. It was nice though to have this feeling instead of being mauled by her.

This woman was incredible though, even though she had gasped for air she kept grinding into him and he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to take this. As she guided his hand to her breast he did as he was ordered too "Yes Ma'am." He said and he moved his fingers over her breast now, feeling how firm they were and moving his palms over her nipples. He started to work on them now, squeezing in them and providing her nipples with the attention he deemed necesary.

With her tongue in mis mouth again he started to stride for dominance in his mouth, as if he was wrestling with her tongue. He check the condition in his head aswell but wondered if they needed to do this for ten minutes straight or if it could be done in intervals. As she took a new angle to thrust into him he let out a moan of satisfaction and he moved his hands from her back to her derrière. It was getting harder for him to hold grip of her now and he was really close to climaxing now.
"Can y-you last..? Can you make it..?" He shook his head slowly as she asked him and he closed his eyes firmly as the sweat ran down his temples "I don't think so, this is feeling way to..." He paused now and asked in one breath "Computer, do... condition be met in one go or can..." He breathed in heavily now "Can they be cumulated?" he moaned and he tried to stop the captain for a second, but she seemed relentless.

[Time of conditions may be cumulated.] Thea answered now and that was enough for Thomas to hear.

Just as the captain reached her climax and thrusted down onto him he let out a loud moan as he felt him getting there aswell. "Fucking hell..." he panted as she kept grinding back and forth. He kept cursing softly and he felt his cock relax a bit within her.

He kissed her back and he let a small grin appear on his lips "Thank you ma'am." he said out of breath and he tried to regain his hard on again as he started to thrust himself again inside of her. Slowly he felt his member twitch and regain it's full glory inside of her and he pondered upon her question "I'd like to take you facing me this time... Ma'am." he said now and he still found it weird to propose that to his captain, but he wanted more of it.

Kiya followed standard procedure, simply because it helped her feel better.  By doing so, it felt more like a routine physical, not the forced copulation this was truly meant to be.  Once she had made certain her hair wouldn't be an issue, she sterilized her hands and pulled on a pair of medical gloves.  When she had first started in medicine, they had felt so strange, but now they were like a second layer of skin she hadn't felt for such a long time.  It felt good to be in the swing of things again, even if it was for dubious reasons.

"I wish I had an answer for you, Captain, but I am as lost as you are about how this has happened.  One minute, I was in Edena's head while her body was in a meeting with Miles Renard, and the next thing I knew there was this bright light and I was walking down the hall outside."  That light had struck several places on the ship, proving that Kiya wasn't just imagining it.  Surely Jien had seen it too?

Abiding his request, Kiya looked at the detailed medical scan she had taken looking to discover what it could tell her about his inability to shape-shift.  "I never studied it personally, but Jona encountered a Changling native to the gamma quadrant.  He used my medical expertise, so I do have some idea of what a morphogenic matrix should look like.  From what I can tell, yours is only half-complete.  It's as though someone split it in half, rendering it's function impossible due to the division."  Unbeknownst to them, the other half of the male Jien's matrix was in another partition, taking his female form.  Only by getting them back in one piece could his ability return to him.

With that out of the way, there was nothing left to be done but move onto the parameters.  Kiya inhaled a few deep breaths trying to steel herself for what needed to be done.  Just tell yourself this is a routine examination.  You've checked plenty of male organs in your time.  Performed prostate exams, taken samples . . . nothing you haven't walked away from before.  But she knew this was different, simply because of that one thing hanging over their heads.  The requirement of copulation.  It put a different spin on everything.  Either way, she finally reached out, her gloved hand running across him, feeling the texture of his skin, reaching his member and letting light fingertips graze him at first before she finally took hold.

"You know, this used to be when I would have made a joke and said this was how I met my husband," she tried to laugh, but her nerves swallowed it up.  Talking wasn't as good a distraction as she would have hoped.  "I could collect the . . . sperm sample doing this.  Do you think you can climax from this in three minutes?"

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

The first hint that this was not such an easy thing as a serum or poison - for Jien's shape-shifting - combined with an insane holo-program was when Kiya Rez described a white light. The second was the medical scan of his morphogenic matrix, which he could glimpse on a monitor and verify that Kiya spke truthfully of. However, if the program was created by the captor, both things could easily have been premeditated. Yet... while reason said that the alternative was less likely than the obvious, Jien's gut told him otherwise.

He did not even want to believe that they were at the mercy of something so powerful that it could create and alter life and individuals on a whim, but Jien did not think the Trill was a holo-character any more either. The main reason was motive. There was none. There could not be. Not beyond entertainment. While still sceptic, Jien was worried.

There was a long pause before she touched him. He felt her hand ghost over him, leaving an tingling sensation before he looked down upon it - how she caressed the skin of his pulsating member and eventually took a hold around him. While not fully hardened, it responded to her gloved touch - making Jien feel shame for the ease in which his body could be affected during circumstances as theirs. He turned his head away before she made her half-hearted joke about meeting her husband, a joke which he did not share in either. The laughter lost in the scenario that they had been placed in.

"I could collect the . . . sperm sample doing this.  Do you think you can climax from this in three minutes?"

To tell the truth, Jien had no idea but since she was such a trooper about this and tried to take a pragmatical approach, Jien looked back to her and answered as best as he might - this being one of the most awkward questions posed to him in a great while. She had managed to harden him somewhat, so perhaps there was hope to meet the requirements despite the nature of their meeting. "Honestly, I do not think so given the situation, regardless how attractive you are and how familiar you are with this..." Jien had to swallow, the aching feeling her grip around his arousal watering his mouth. "The conditions stated 'a minimum duration of three minutes' for each examination, so if I do not make it, we are still in the clear. Yet... in order to minimise the total time spent in this program... Perhaps even combining the two examinations, should you wish to do so. I do not know if that meets the Starfleet Medical practice criteria, though."

Was this really happening? Was the former host of Edena's symbiont going to carry through with this? Or was this merely a program someone had stuck him in?


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

During the last moments of their first go, the pilot had made sure they were allowed a first release. As Jien had come, so did he, and she now felt the molten warmth of his seed inside her after she'd collapsed with her back against his chest.

Oh, there were benefits with young men, and perhaps it had been an advantageous thing to share this trap with Thomas Ravon in particular. For while she shivered in the aftermath, he continued to move - to push himself inside until the point where he had become fully erect again. Shudders passed through her since she was very sensitive an he was so relentless in his will to carry out his order. Furthermore, he seemed eager and not repulsed by the idea to do this with his Captain. A faint smile touched upon Jien's lips when he made his request, and despite how worried she might be about what they had gotten themselves into, she tried to keep the young man willing and interested. Otherwise they'd never make it in time.

"Like this?" she asked in a husky voice and turned her upper body to face him, shifting her legs so that she straddled him again. In the movement of her changing her seat, the Wolf's cock escaped her, and she nudged him forward in his seat with a hand behind his neck just so that she might wrap her legs around his waist. Thus, she was so close to him their flat bellies touched and her breasts brushed the planes of his chest. Her arms were around his neck now, fingers coursing through his hair. Her breath was close, and the sensitive heat of her pussy searching for its lost friend.

"Why do you want me to face you?" she asked in a hoarse voice as she shifted her hips against his - feeling him close but yet to re-enter her. The movements of her searching made her nipples rub against him, and she soon decided to reach down and help him get inside her - her slender fingers wrapping around his meaty length and letting it find its mark. She sank down upon him again, and she pulled his mouth to her breasts as she threw her head back in a deep sigh.

Thus began the dance anew, a dance as old as man - Jien rocking against the pilot in his lap. By then, their efforts to meet the conditions set forth had fogged up the glass of the cockpit - the environmental systems struggling to compensate even though it was meant for one person and the pilot was never supposed to be this winded.

"Attractive?  I'm sure you say that to every woman who had you quite literally by the balls."  Kiya's hand had worked from the tip to the base, realizing quite quickly that this was no medical examination.  If she was going to get a sample, this was going to be a sexual act, regardless of her feelings.  In her mind, she was still a married woman, but that was something she had to put on.  From a temporal standpoint, her grandchildren were long dead of old age by now, to say nothing of her husband.

The suggestion of combining examinations broke her away from thoughts of her family, brought her back to the present, where she was touching someone she wasn't married to.  The instant of recognition brought a blush across her face before she managed to rein her feelings back in.  He was right to suggest it.  She had a free hand, and another examination to perform.  Besides, combining the two might help push Jien along on his path towards climax, allowing the sample to be collected.  She released him long enough to grab a sample container and place it in arm's reached before she was back to stroking the fully erect member, making certain it didn't have to much time to soften back up on her.  Somehow, she had to get her glove properly lubricated for the prostate exam.

"Ever had your prostate checked before?"  She had to ask, to know if he knew what to expect, at least to some degree.  It was common in men over forty to be checked, though not all of them followed that particular rule of thumb.  Again, she had to let him go long enough to grab lubricant, to rub it along the gloved fingers that would soon be delving in.  Maybe Jien wouldn't take as badly to it as most men did.  With his shape-shifting abilities, he had played the role of a female.  That already prepared him for the idea of being penetrated in at least one way.  "Alright, just try and relax and we can try and get this over as quick as possible."

Just three minutes of it.  That's all he had to tolerate.  All she had to tolerate, Kiya slipped a finger in as her other hand went back to his member.  She was now fulfilling two of the requirements, and enough of both of them should have generated the sperm sample, and probably got enough sweat coming from Jien in the process.  It would leave only a single condition to be met, the most difficult one for her to fathom.

Thomas was still breathing heavily after he had come inside of his captain. He didn't want to waste too much time though as they were on a tight schedule. However, he didn't feel all that repulsed by having to carry out this particular order. He quite enjoyed the feeling to feel himself satisfying the loins of a woman again and he had forgotten how good it felt for him aswell.

He did bring himself to a fully erect state again, but he knew that the woman would be rather sensitive at this point as she had just reached her climax. He regained his breath now and waited for her to comply to his request and he got a bit bolder as he bucked his hips a bit forward as she didn't comply fast enough to his desires. 

As she repositioned herself he let out a moan as he felt his shaft escape the warm sanctuary it had been residing in. A shudder went across his body now and he let her take her desired position now as she placed her legs around his waist. He felt her flat abdomen against his and the heated yet wet groin of her was looking for something. He felt his own member look for company aswell but it only whipped up now and then, as if it was batting against the tight ass of his captain. He enjoyedthe feeling of her nipples brushing against his sweaty yet cooled down chest and he has looking at the curvy breasts before her replied her. "Perfect.." He brought out with a raw voice and he looked up at her, looking her straight in the eye.

He hadn't expected her to ask why he wanted her like this and he shook his head "To keep things..." He searched for his words now as he kept gazing into her eyes, he licked his lips a bit to get them a bit more moist and he continued "To keep things mor-" he broke off his sentence now as he felt her slender hands on his erection again. He closed his eyes now and as he felt how she guided him back to the spot he thrusted forward, just as she sank herself down on him. A soft moan escpaed from his hips and he eagerly complied as she brought his mouth to her breasts. He ravished them with kisses and licks, searching for her nipples. Once he found one he licked it and sucked on it hard.

As they started to work their way again to a new climax, Thomas had little attention to the surrounding. He was focussed on one thing and one thing alone, making his captain feel as much pleasure as she could possibly imagine. 

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

When Kiya blushed after Jien suggested to combine the examinations, a faint smile touched his face at the thought of what she might be thinking. She was very pleasant to look upon, this Trill physician yanked from the history books, and unlike what she had claimed, it had nothing to do with the circumstances. No, rather the raw circumstances served to mar the image of her - as if the bride of a wedding had chosen to partake in mud wrestling.

Then again, that mental image spoke to him at a base level. Just like she now had made him breath a bit hard and thrust a little with his hips to meet her hand's movements. When she asked if he'd had a prostate examination before, he had to swallow and wet his lips before answering. She clearly had done... what she was doing three hundred years ago.

"No," he said calmly, eyes moving between her hand and her face when she spoke to him, "but I am familiar with the p-procedure. A finger is inserted in an angle as if pointing towards the patients abdomen. The finger should stir in a circular motion in order to identify the lobes and groove of the prostate gland. A human-sized prostate g... gland is around 2-4 cm long and triangular in shape. Mh... It should feel firm. Rubbery."

He had spoken to have something to focus upon, but once the little he knew had been spoken. He leaned his head back against the examination table once more, eyes blinking heavily towards the ceiling. Still, his hips surged a little in rhythm to her hand's movements, and his turgid member kept swelling in girth in her gloved hand. She may have told him to relax and that she would try to get this over with as quickly as possible, but once she penetrated him with her lubricated finger and started to rub his prostate gland, his entire body flexed in response - a gasp shuddering out of his throat. Regardless of the circumstances, his cock became as hard as it had ever been in her fingers.

There was no use in pretending any more. Beads of sweat had even begun to form on his muscled bodily frame.

"I do not mind the procedure," he said in earnest, and he swallowed again, locking eyes with her, "and if you'll permit me, I will try to... I will try to make the next step as pleasant for y-you as I possibly can - restraints and all. If we have to do this... and we have no other recourse... why not make the best we can of it?" It needed not be said that if the captor was set on humiliating them and derived pleasure from control, then Jien supposed that was the best thing they could do to thwart the scheme.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

The young pilot made it obvious that he liked her breasts, and Jien gave him a faint and playful smile. Their survival hanged upon them being able to go through with this, so the Captain did as best as she might to keep the Junior Lieutenant interested. It was gratifying, though, that she had to do nothing more than let him see her body for him to react so strongly. And 'Perfect' was a word that a Chameloid - whom spent years to capture a Chosen Form that he/she was satisfied with - enjoyed to hear in such intimate circumstances.

"You like them then?" she asked and ran her fingers through his hair in their intimate embrace, letting him suckle, lick and scrape his teeth against them. For oh, there was no secret she enjoy the attention too.  Not just his mouth, but the way his male organ had risen to attention so soon after having spent himself once already. Now was the time to get the minutes that they needed, and Jien made sure to shift against him as slowly and sensually as possible - drawing out their 'copulation' as best as she might. She kissed him in turn with him kissing her skin, raked her fingers over his body, kept him aroused and interested as best she might without making him cum... since they had yet conditions to meet.

Yet she had to admit, she was not altogether in it just to meet the parameters of the holographic program. She would be a hypocrite if she claimed she did not enjoy the pilot between her legs. Even if he just followed her orders, he had made her enjoy this. For honestly? That was the only ultimate outcome of the program's design: that they were to have enjoyment together.

But whom would merit from that?

Oh... She felt...

"Wait... Don't cum, pull out... You need to pull o-out so that you d-" she tried to say, but it all felt too good, and she came once more, throwing her head back and fogging up the canopy with her convulsing cry of rapture. They still had minutes to go, and they could not afford him to spend himself completely just yet.

Before she managed to say to him to conserve herself, she was beyond words.

Thomas was curious though if Jien actually enjoyed this, it was an odd idea to come to mind while he was trying to pleasure her breasts and while he was rocking his hips against hers, but the thought nestled itself in his mind. He wouldn't ask her now though as it might jeopordize their objective, but it's not like he could ask her after it either.

His train of thoughts got brought to a halt as she asked him if he liked them. He looked up at her now and let go with a pop of her nipples "I do actually... They're firm, yet soft enough to smother yourself in. I like these things the most to be fair..." He said and he moved his fingers against her hardened nipples. "What about you? Do you enjoy this?" he asked her now and he had noticed how she had slowed down, making every thrust into her more sensual and rewarding. He waited for her answer and continued to stimulate her nipples again and he bit gently into them now, looking up at her.

"Wait... Don't cum, pull out... You need to pull o-out so that you d-

He disobeyed the order as he felt he wasn't near another climax yet, but he realised she was. He smirked a bit and in fact added more thrust now as he felt her walls tighten up around his shaft. He hadn't expected her to cry out like this and he moved his hands over her back now to keep her from falling over. He stopped moving for a while to let her recover now, though his cock twitched now and than inside of her. Gaining a bit more of his confidence he mused "What was that captain?" It sounded teasing, almost taunting as he slowly startedto move again after a few seconds.

"You're quite knowledgeable of the procedure, though I suppose it is something of a moot point for a Chameloid.  If your body were to develop any sort of poor health, you could just alter your physiology to be back within standard form."  Appendix about to burst?  Shape-shift it out entirely.  Tumor forming?  Make it vanish.  Not being able to make use of his inherent abilities must have left Jien feeling quite vulnerable.  He was trapped in one form, no different then any human being.  Kiya's fellow hosts must have felt the same, not being able to call upon the knowledge of the others when they needed it, an issue she never had.  She was the first Rez, was always on her own.  In some ways, that Symbiont felt like a child to her as well, one that she had passed on so much of herself to.  Even the woman standing before Captain Ives was just a recreation of the real Kiya, made from the memories inside the Symbiont.  She was like a grandchild of the original in that way, not bound to her marital status.

"I want you to know, captain . . . this isn't something I would do in just any case."  Illya probably would have gotten a laugh out of this, but Kiya was not so free with her body.  She saw herself more as a romantic, a woman who would commit to a single man and not stray from that.  It was why she had been so resistant before.  This was about them needing to escape, that was their true motivation in playing along with whatever game they were put in.

The timer was counting down in her head, trying to keep track of how long she had been performing each act for.  The examination of his organ was at two minutes, while the prostate exam just passed it's first.  Sperm sample not yet collect, though he had more then enough sweat on his body for that sample.  She briefly considered that if she didn't get the sperm sample from the organ examination, there was always the possibility of getting it during copulation, though she hoped that he would be done by then, so there wouldn't be so much risk of him releasing inside her.  She didn't know if the body she now possessed was capable of being impregnated, but she knew that in her past life she never used any means of contraception.  If that remained true, she wasn't sure how to feel about what would happen if things got out of hand.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Hearing the doctor's admission, Jien did not know how to phrase his sympathies for her. That she would not do... this... on a whim was something he'd realised early on. "I understand," he said between ragged breaths - even if they had subsided a little after the initial penetration of his rectum. "While I have only met you now, I deem myself a pretty good judge of character, and I did not take you for the kind of woman who might, either."

A judge of character... That the current Rez symbiont managed to fool.

The examination wore on, a few seconds more, and while aroused, this admission of hers made his mind less inclined to surrender to the pleasure. That she felt dirty in having to commit to sexual stimulation was not exactly helping Jien, whom despite his austere and iron countenance was a chivalrous man when it came to relationships. While pleasurable, and the other examination assisting in the task, Kiya's feelings about this had made his arousal less attentive to her hand's mechanical movements. His hips had come to lessen in their minute thrusts. His member was thick with blood, but not as hard as it had been a minute earlier.

For now, three minutes had passed for the organ examination, with some time left for the other one. For the sake of their task at hand, the conditions to be fulfilled, Jien made the awkward observation. "Had I been able to shift my form, I would have been able to accelerate this... Yet now I am at your mercy."

He tried to think of things that might arouse him enough to spill his seed, and while he had been able to find a few lovers aboard and found enjoyment despite his ship being hunted by the Federation, a memory was not the same as the physical present. He came to look upon Kiya's lips, wanting them upon him - be it his lips or in direct assistance to her task. He tried to imagine her without that blue summer dress, and it served to help - at least a little.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

When asked whether or not she enjoyed this, Jien had to give him a faint chuckle. Was it not obvious she did, even though they had a serious cause for motivation - even forceful conditions? Before her orgasm claimed her, she admitted what ought to have been obvious. "I might have d-done this regardless of the program's parameters..."

Well, they had been set up together, without clothes, but that was beside the point. She had no way to explain this though, since she was shaken by the climax that rolled through her lithe frame. Lieutenant Ravon seemed able to handle himself well, and even made sure she got the proper attention from him and his cock while the spasms rocked her body. When he stilled and let her recover her breath where she sat in his lap, he shoved her a mischievous side with his comment.

"Belay that... As you were, Lieutenant," answered Jien ruefully and leaned forward to kiss him - one of her hands raking through his hair while she shivered in the aftermath. His arousal made itself evident inside her from time to time - throbbing with need for more. His body was honest in its impatience for her to continue, so she did not rest for more than a minute; the recovery easy and the will to continue still present. It was another minute of kissing to meet another of their conditions.

"If the Romulans detect us," she said eventually against his lips, hips only stirring every so little to keep him attentive and hard, "you will have to try and use the weapon systems despite our set course. By then, we will not be able to meet the other two conditions of ours. Yet like this... you can still reach past me and use the controls. So... mmhh.."

She lifted herself off his cock, the feeling of loss inevitable. Again, she climbed around so that she faced the controls, offering her womanhood to his face with her knees on the armrests. Only she thrust herself closer to his mouth now...

...so that she might wrap her hand and mouth around him down in his lap. She twirled her tongue around his head, and then sucked hard on it - her full lips tight around him. Like this, they could meet two conditions at once, only she had to be careful not to make him cum prematurely... since they still had a couple of minutes left of copulation.

She could notice the change in him, how he took her to her less since she had gone into specifics.  Perhaps she was a mood killer.  So much of sexual satisfaction was tied to a person's emotional state, and she hadn't been the most accommodating to Jien.  It wasn't his fault they were in that situation.  Hell, he was worse off then her, restrained and naked on a surgical bed.  She was a doctor, which meant she should have a good bedside manner, even if she wasn't acting the part of a proper doctor in that moment.  "You know Captain, back when I said I was interested in studying your physiology, I hadn't quite meant in this way.  You were a fascinating subject for my unoccupied mind, thinking about how your shape-shifting function actually worked."  She could at least admit she was interested, even if it was in a purely scientific manner.  It helped bridge a gap between the, bring them from trapped strangers to at least on a friendlier basis.

She saw something in his eyes as the prostate exam was finished.  Something she had seen in the past.  She might have been over 300 years old, but she was still a woman, and she still had her intuition.  "Why, Captain Ives . . . are you picturing me naked?"  She grinned a little more easily, not so uptight as she had been at the start of their "examination."  Removing the glove she had used for his prostate, she picked up a small swab, used it to collect the sweat beading down his brow, satisfying another of the requires placed upon them.  It left only two others to complete.  The sperm sample and the copulation.

"Perhaps this can help with your stimulation," she offered, pulling the sundress up over her head, revealing the white lace underwear that covered her most intimate region.  Her breasts, on the other hand, were uncovered.  She was light in that particular area, only having a B Cup size.  She had swelled up a bit during her time as a breastfeeding mother, nearing C-cup but never quite reaching it.  Now, that perky chest of hers was on display, the faintness of her  skin tone making the pinkness of her areola stand out all the more, not to mention the blush that covered her cheeks.  She was watching for some physical sign from his body that what he saw was at least as good as he had been imagining before that point.  Maybe, depending on his response, she would feel more motivated to complete their objectives.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

While he was thick and turgid in Kiya's hand, Jien had still not brought his mind to a point where he might ejaculate - despite how she stroked him and swirled her fingertip around the edges of his prostate gland. When she spoke, it was apparent that she had noticed the futility of their current endeavour to meet the parameters of the program, and Jien met her gaze - smiling to her faintly.

"Ironic," he said and swallowed, his hips still moving slightly to meet her hand's movements, "that when you now get the chance, my ability to change form has been taken from me... and you still cannot examine it the way you want to. Then again... nngg... you now have intimate familiarity with how... convincing our Chosen Forms are. If we get out of here, I will... make sure that you get to read my journal, at the very least."

Be it as you are now, in a body reborn to the world, or as a facet of my XO. Given the situation, there was no room to dwell on what might become of them after this. For would he really let Edena do a physical evaluation? He was, regardless, certain that whatever Kiya was, she was no hologram, despite how well proportioned she seemed. She was easy to fantasise about, the situation notwithstanding, so generous to the mind as he still tri-

"Why, Captain Ives . . . are you picturing me naked?"

Eyes widening a little, Jien realised that he had, and that he had been caught. Before he began apologising, he noticed the look in her face, and it seemed some warmth had finally developed between them, for she smiled as she retracted her finger from him and came closer. As she leaned over him to swab a sample of sweat from his brow, he returned her smile with pursed lips - breath leaden by her ministrations. Her mere smile had made his body react - his manhood twitching to wakefulness in her milking hand.

"Can you blame me?" he asked, almost ruefully and out of his character, "I told you I found you attractive - even if you did not believe me."

Then, even if she released him with her hand, she goaded him on by her casual hypothesis - made his heart skip a beat when she pulled her dress over her head. His brown eyes had been famished, yet now they feasted upon her feminine frame. The artificial light caressed her fair skin and the swell of her curves. Being that a Chameloid took great care when it came to physical display, Jien found her perfectly distributed in mass and mesh - so very fitting what he had come to learn about her persona. Even though the light blush made her seem embarrassed, she did not appear to be in discomfort any more. No, she seemed to watch him intently for approval, and he gazed back at her - no words uttered. With the dress removed, he was just about to compliment her, when Thea's voice interjected itself.

[Auxiliary condition met: Physician's clothing removed. Subject released.]

And just like that, the restraints that had seemed seamless opened, and Jien wrists and ankles were released. Almost immediately, he sat up on the edge of the examination table - his feet touching the floor. He set his hands on the edge as well and looked around, decided that there was no reason for him to search for control panels or hatches since Kiya had not found them.

His eyes returned to her, and he could not help but look at Kiya's body once more. He was a bit light-headed from sitting up too quickly, but it might just be it had to do with what she had been doing to him. Either way, his manhood was not semi-erect any more. No, it was rigid - such evident honesty in approval.

Now, he had come to tower a bit over her with his carved bronze-coloured frame. Frowning and ignoring the many difficulties of their situation, he aimed to calm her now that he had been released: to try and not scare her when he was not completely at her mercy any more. To reach out and touch her, even if to just stroke her hair, might frighten her or just make her shy back.

"Whether you serve to entice me is not the question," he said hoarsely, aching for her approval to soothe her qualms with his hands. His primal side wanted to lay his mouth upon her as well. For oh, it was now achingly evident that she did stimulate him with her mere appearance. "Rather... what you will permit me."

The young lieutenant had smiled as she told him that regardless of the program that she might have done this either way. His efforts to drive her to the point where she would climax again had been fruitful to say the least. While he granted her a slight delay of continuing he started to think again for now. Which was as some might say hard enough when most of your blood got pumped to a certain organ.


His thoughts were interrupted however by the order he recieved by his commanding officer. He continued to move inside of her again as he enjoyed the touch of her raking hands through his hair. It had been a small thing, just like a touch or a hug that he missed the most. Life on the ship was harsh at some times but after the Niga incident he had no clue of what had happened to him. His body however seemed to be craving for touches and physical contact in general.

In the meantime he answered the seemingly hungry kisses of Jien as he felt herself grining his groing again. He enjoyed every last bit of it though.

"If the Romulans detect us,you will have to try and use the weapon systems despite our set course. By then, we will not be able to meet the other two conditions of ours. Yet like this..."

He moaned as he felt how his throbbing thick member got removed from the nice and warm environment. However he got presented with something more juicy it seemed as the captain turned around and repositioned herself. He knew what she was going for and he didn't waste any more of their precious time before they would enter Romulan space.

He moved his face closer to her womanhood and caught her scent, it didn't repulse him any way nor did it stop him from what he was about to do next. He brought his mouth closer now and slowly but teasingly slide his tongue over the length of her womanhood. Thomas hadn't even tried to check if he could reach the controls of the weapon systems yet as he was too eager to please the woman.

However while he had done this he felt something else in his lap. The firm grip of Jien her hands and her lips that were pressed around his member now made his gasp now and he had to resist to buck his hips upwards now. "Fuck..." he hissed now and planted his mouth on her womanhood now, sucking equally as hard or even harder as she did. It was as if the lieutenant was trying to make a competition out of this.

However he felt how the change of position and new tactic of the captain was brining him rather close to his new climax. He wanted to warn her, but found his mouth to occupied with other matters.

When Ives was free of his restraints, able to once again stand and take a proper look at her body, she found herself getting subconscious again.  He had a better view now, would be able to see the imperfections that were present upon her.  Being the body of a mother, kiya had stretch marks around her stomach and sides, which she covered by clasping her hands together in front of her, her arms blocking her sides while her stomach was veiled by her hands.  The freckles that spotted her face and shoulders were much more faint then the ones which lined her body, in accordance with Trill physiology, but she was self-conscious about them in her younger years, which suddenly came flowing back.

One part of her she was happy with was her hips.  She had always been told she was meant to be a mother, thanking to her wide birthing hips.  The way they curved was sensual, added so much to the curvature of her buttocks.  In her late teens, she had received so much attention for her cute butt, something which helped to make up for the lacking breast size compared to so many other women she associated herself with.  She hoped those were what would catch Jien's eye, that they might mask her imperfections and allow her to feel confident again.  She hadn't been a shy girl in a long time, since her wedding night.  Since then, the captain of the Theurgy was the first man to see her body other then the one she had sworn to love, honor and cherish as long as they both should live.

It was only when her heart started thumping less that her mind finally started to work again.  She finally replayed in her head what Thea had said, realized it wasn't a listed parameter from earlier.  It had been activated by the removal of her dress, leaving her clad in nothing but her lacy white panties  "Computer," she called out, hearing the chime that indicated it was ready to listen to her request and to respond in kind.  "State any additional Auxiliary Conditions which remain unfulfilled and what fulfilling these conditions would provide."  If there was one hidden parameter, there might have been others, and if the first one had resulted in the captain being freed from his restraints, it was worth finding out what the others might do for them.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Despite the doubts of the physician, Jien Ives found no fault in whatever imperfections her form might have had. A permanent form so well preserved and aesthetically pleasing might not have been the abnormally perfected shape of someone who can alter themselves, but it was just that: A permanent form was - to Jien - something exotic. How it naturally changed, progressed, in a cycle that he had been bereft of, and developed on its own into something that they had to dedicate their whole lives to achieve - when he merely had do it over the course of a second or two. In that sense, scars was something entirely exotic: that they told a story and had a permanent presence unless removed with surgery.

Furthermore, no reason for dieting or exercising for the sake of maintaining a physical form. No, for him, it was for the development of skill and for the sake of being as close as he now was to them. Solids, as his supposed remote cousins - the Changelings - called them... in all their beauty.

As to his query about that he was allowed to do if they were to proceed, he received no answer from Kiya, as though she had paused in her slight embarrassment. A pause during which he got the opportunity to admire her form, those breasts that pointed towards him accusingly - as if they wanted to feel his palms upon them. He knew it was a product of his imagination, yet what might he do since she had come to entice him so: both with her hands as well as her bareness.

Just as he was to act; to take them out of their state of indecision, to reach forward and wrap his muscle-roped arms about her lower back and bring his lips down upon one of those pink crests. To rub his thumbs along her spots and... It was then she came to ask for the auxiliary conditions, and perhaps it made things better... or worse. Depended on how you saw things.

[Auxiliary condition: Fellatio. Result: Subject released. Auxiliary condition: Cunnilingus. Result: Subject released. Auxiliary condition: Subject ejaculation. Result: Subject released. Auxiliary condition: Vaginal penetration through copulation. Result: Subject released. Auxiliary condition: Anal penetration through copulation. Result: Subject released. Auxiliary condition: Ten minute delay before copulation is initiated. Result: The USS Augustus is attacked. Auxiliary condition: Twenty minute delay before copulation is initiated. Result: The USS Augustus is destroyed. Physician and subject both terminated. The writer of the program has made the following note: Copulation is strongly advised.]

Frowning where he sat on the edge of the table, Jien asked, "Who is the writer?"

[Identity unknown. Person not listed as a member of this crew.]

"Is this person aboard the ship?"

[Unable to comply. The request returned corrupted data. Please rephrase the question.]

"That is odd. Some form of sensor cloaking?" Yet given the strange nature of the phenomenon that had split up both his morphogenic matrix and Edena Rez's former hosts, the answer could not be so simple. Jien shook his head, and came to lookup to Kiya again. It seemed pretty obvious that they had little choice any more. He, for one, wanted to get out and go to the bottom of what was going on aboard his ship. Therefore, he decided to act, however respectfully he would have to proceed.

"Close your eyes," he said quietly, and reached for her, "imagine it is someone you know. Someone dear to you."

He said this, and he lay his hand behind the small of her back, and did what he had thought he would do. He lay his lips around her left areola, and he framed the breast in his hand - his tongue toying with the bud inside his warm mouth.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

Eyes fluttering with the electrical touch of the Lieutenant tongue upon her, Jien had gripped the base of his member and begun to take it into her mouth - sucking hard on it when she pulled up from his lap.

Positioned like she was, she could survey the controls, casting an eye upon the navigational display now and then whilst she worked to keep the pilot interested and able to perform - securing that they could (hopefully) end the program in time before they were shot down. It was a delicate balance, to fulfil the condition of performing the fellatio without him spending himself just yet.

Gasping, she felt the pilot suck upon her sensitive folds. "Easy, easy," she said and bit her lower lip before returning to his arousal with her mouth - falling into rhythm with his thrusts. She realised that there was competitiveness at play in that they did, given what the Lieutenant was doing, but she would have none of it. She released him to speak again. "Focus on what we need to do... The time... Ah!"

He came, managing to rope a string across her cheek before she could wrap both hands around him and take him into her mouth. No, no, no... she thought as she milked him with her hands and swallowed the cum down her throat, sucking down the taste of him. When there was no semen left to swallow, she turned to look at him. "You have better be able to get it up again for the last condition, else you have doomed us both."

Then again, she was part to blame too. There was, however, several minutes left to continue what they had been doing, so with that admonition, she returned to her task - performing the fellatio as best as she might and trying to keep the pilot eager and willing despite the demands they had to meet.

Such a strange ordeal, so bizarre that this happened so close of a time-point with the Niga Incident. Perhaps, it was related? Yet how could it be?

As they progressed, the minutes ticked by, and eventually, it was time to change position...

Thomas was moaning, but it was muffled by his actions on her womanhood. the warmth of Jien her mouth was just amazing to Thomas and he kept his eyes closed tight.

Thomas now and then pulled back to catch some air. And he did so again as she told him to easen up, he took the time to check some of the controls, mainly the weapons systems to see if they had any more weapons loaded on the hardpoints. It didn't seem to be the case, but it wasn't easy to pay attention as they captain was sucking pretty hard on his member.

He started to course his tongue through her womanhood again as he felt the sudden pressure build up in his balls and rise all the way through the length of his rod. He couldn't warn her in time and he felt the semen escape. He moaned out louder into her folds as he came. He wanted to hold it back, but she just continued to milk the rest out of him.

As she shot him a look he pulled back out of her and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He looked at her now and he reacted rather heated about it "I better? Why he hell did you milk every last bit out of me, I was trying to hold it back!"  he bit her back now and he grunted something else she couldn't hear anymore now and he waited for a second before wiping the string from her cheek now.

He continued again with his task at hand and due to his annoyance he was having a harder time to get it up again. He wasn't focussing anymore on pleasing Jien anymore now and he kept his eyes towards the controls on one of his sides now, trying to arm the weapons as he knew they had to figure out something if they ran into trouble.

As the minutes trickled by and it was time to change he somehow tried to override the systems so they could at least have power to their main weapons or some of the counter measures.

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OOC: Lucan, leaving you the choice wether or not he manages to get one of the systems or both online, not sure how powerful the God is.

All the conditions listed shared a common thread; all of them were meant to assure that they were already giving into the conditions of the scenario before Jien would have been freed.  On top of that, there were the last two conditions, meant to encourage they not waste time.  Ten minutes without copulation and the ship would be under attack?  God, how much time had been wasted already?  She had spent a good two, maybe three minutes searching around the room, using the Tricorder and voicing her hesitance to follow through.  After that, there might have been about four minutes since they started, the prostate exam finishing around that four minute mark.  That left them with about three minutes to begin copulation before they were under attack.  Anyone disturbed enough to place them in a situation like this surely turned off safety protocols.  If the holographic ship was destroyed, they would be too.

With the need to hurry along that which Kiya had been stalling too long, she closed her eyes as instructed, allowed Jien's hands, his mouth, to work their way along her chest.  Her mouth fell open as she released her first ragged breath of air.  It felt good, she couldn't deny.  Years without a body had left her all the more sensitive to touch, especially in a place like her breasts.  She was brought back to the memory of how much more sensitive they became after she had her first child.  She thought it was due to their new role as a food supply at first, but after that had passed, they were still so easily aroused by a touch, by a kiss.  More then once, she had been given to orgasm just through playing with her breasts alone.

"We don't . . . have much time," she said, struggled out really.  All she wanted to do was keep breathing, keep control, but just trying to talk that little bit left her moaning softly, her hand pressing to Jien's head, keeping his face against her chest, treating her like only a lover could.  This wasn't copulation.  Ciopulation would only officially begin when he was inside her.  If they didn't start soon, the Augustus would be under attack, making any attempts from there much more difficult.

Of course, she couldn't lie that a piece of her wanted this.  Though she had resisted at first, now she wanted that decadence.  She wanted to be treated as a woman.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

The reminder about what Thea's voice had said did not pass by unheard, yet nor did the appreciation in Kiya's sounds when Captain Ives finally got to touch her. To kiss her.

He passed his warm mouth and tongue over to her other breast, and the hand that did not hold her to him slid inside her white panties - knowing her feelings about this from the heated wetness that his fingers met down there. He was a little bit surprised by it, pleasantly so, and he raised his face to look into her face - closed eyes or not. Without a word, he pulled her further forward, her breasts brushing against the hard planes of his chest while his fingers gently stroked along her dewy crevice. He pulled her forward so that he could cover her mouth with his own; to let her remember whatever lovers she'd had in her real life - or whatever she might be imagining happened to her while they indulged in their captor's game.

For it was obvious that Jien was already committed; in how his rigid manhood brushed against her when she stood so close. What she had done to him had made him so aroused he doubted he needed much before they had the required sperm sample. He was still kissing her as he turned them around... so that her bottom was against the edge of the examination table. He still swirled his tongue around hers when he pulled down her panties over her curvaceous hips. She was wet enough, and he was ready enough. It was all a matter of taking that last step.

"I will be gentle," he rasped against her lips and lifted her up on the edge of the table with his strong arms. He supported her with one arm behind her back, and gripped the base of his member in order to brush it along her outer labia - exposed to him as she was propped up where she was on the table. His mouth had already resumed kissing her, and as soon as he felt the crown of himself nestle into her heated opening, his free hand came up to caress her breasts - his rough thumb stroking over a hardened nipple.

With minute movements, he began to work himself inside her - the head entering first. Then the rest of him - inches gained with each small surge of his hips. Her slick inner walls expanding for him, and his thickness swelling at the feeling of her swallowing him up. His breath heavy against her, he knew it would not be ten minutes until they had the sample they needed.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

It was true, in retrospect, that Jien might have quenched Lieutenant Ravon's semen from escaping him. Alas, she had thought it too late since he had ejaculated in her face already.

The language he used in his objection, however, did not merit any kind of apology form her side - rather the reversed. "Remember whom you're fucking with, Lieutenant," she said and squeezed his penis in her hand, the admonition lighter than the first, yet nonetheless sharp. They would have to deal with it if they were to survive; to complete the parameters as effectively as possible. She hoped his mumbling were an apology back there, but either way, he did her the courtesy to clean her chin while she continued.

Though he was not as hard as before when Jien resumed her ministrations in his lap, not to mention her surveillance on the controls, she could still perform the fellatio adequately. The pilot's cock was thick with blood even if it was not hard, and therefore easier to take into her mouth. As for the cunnilingus, her sex was not as sensitive any more, and she enjoyed it on a detached level - him not too focused either - since the both of them were rather stressed out about the fact that they were about to enter Romulan space. Still, he had her wet and ready for him - her thighs trembling with her bodily response.

Just as their oral tasks were completed and Jien raised herself up with straight arms upon his knees, the controls chirped negatively in response to Thomas Ravon's attempts to override some locked systems. Thea's voice, however, gave them some good news.

[Auxiliary conditions met: Fellatio and cunnilingus. Result: Weapon systems activated.]

A measure of relief came to Jien's mind and she turned around in in Thomas' lap again. Facing him, she pressed her body to his, now eager to get him excited anew so that they could meet their last condition. She kissed him hard, her tongue searching his, and she rubbed herself against the base of his thick cock. "Show me what you are made of, Lieutenant," she whispered against his ear, taking his earlobe into her mouth and biting it lightly. She goaded him on. "I know you want more. You can make it before the Romulans find us. Come now, fill me up again, I know how big and hard you can become. You have me all wet and hot, so please, do it - take me. Take me now. We have four or five minutes left, then we are safe... I want you inside me now, Lieutenant..."

She had wrapped her lithe frame around him, legs about his waist and her arms around his neck - grinding down and rubbing her breasts against his chest. It was true that she was wet, and her nipples were scraping against his skin. Her breath against his ear was warm, and she let him keep an eye on the controls across her shoulder.

As Jien squeezed onto his penis, the lieutenant let out a gasp and he closed his eyes. It was true, he had forgotten, for a split second, that she was still his commanding offcier, regardless. He wasn't apologising either way to her as he was thickheaded like that.

Thomas closed his eyes for a second as the captain started he work again on his member. though Thomas liked it, he didn't enjoy it to the fullest. The shaft just drained empty of any seed left in it, he had to givee it some rest before he could get it up again completely. Slowly but surely though, more blood started to course through it again and it slowly erected a bit, but not to his previous level.

In retrospect he probably was doing a sloppy job to please Jien her womanhood as he was trying to focus on the controls, he kept up a steady yet repetetive motion of licks and every now and then he sucked up her wetness as it started to drip off his chin. He cursed as the control chirped negatively to his efforts but he lsitened and brightened up a bit as he heard Thea. Weapons active, at least that was something...

Thomas was convinced that he could take out a couple of Romulan ships if the situation would present itself. It could buy them some more time to finish their copulation. He looked how the captain changed position again and installed herself again in his lap. Wondering if she was still angry at him for the earlier dispute, Thomas looked her straight in the eye and he welcomed her lips and pushed his tongue against hers as she kissed him hard and deep.

He listened to the motivations of the captain and even while it was rather pleasent and arousing, he wasn't really motivated enough to get hismelf compltely up. It all felt like she was trying to push things now. Eventhough she turned him on though, he had a bad feeling about it. He placed his hands on her butt now and he squeezed gnetly into the soft skin and he felt how his shaft stayed mildly erected as she grined her loins against it. He remained silent and tried to focus, he wanted to survive. He looked at the controls and checked slowly what weapons they had.

"No need to be too gentle.  I'm not some little innocent girl," Kiya replied.  She was a woman who had three kids.  She was no stranger to sex, even if it had been a while since she had taken part in it.  He was vaguely aware of Illya and Jona's sexual exploits, but not like she was with Edena, perhaps because her mind was fragmented, not some blend of who she was with someone new.  Edena's sexual activity had been few and far between, and when she had acted, Kiya kept herself separate, tuned it out so she was not aware, even if she didn't actually feel it. 

Now, she was feeling it.  The attention to her breasts was thorough, as though they were some separate being that Jien had to take care of just as well as he was taking care of what laid beneath her underwear.  The feel of his hand brushing over the neatly groomed pubic zone, towards her womanly entrance, was such an utterly arousing experience.  Her eyes opened, saw him and some some imaginary lover she kept in her mind.  "When a man is attentive to a woman, he deserves to have that attention repaid," she told him, assured that she would not escape from reality, but acknowledge who her lover was at that moment.

Kiya had felt her backside press to the examination table, as well as the strong arms that wrapped her up and lifted her onto it.  She supported herself with arms behind her, bracing her just as much as Jien's arm around her.  In a show of willingness, she spread her thighs, her feet against the edge of the table, giving him a full, uncensored look at what laid between her legs.  It was the kind of pose an innocent couldn't give.  Kiya was an experienced woman, not ashamed of her womanhood.  As Jien began to penetrate her, she started drawing in a slow, deep breath, one that arched her back and pushed out her breasts.  Not until he was fully sheathed did her breath begin to exhale, a smoldering look in her eyes as he feet raised, legs wrapped around his waist, inviting him to ravish her.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Hers was a look of invitation if Jien had ever seen one.

His eyes met her stare and he began to thrust, rigidly, harshly, tensing his shaft as it slid through her. One of Jien's hands came to rest on her breast, the other still pushing her against their joining. His lip was caught between his teeth to muffle the groan that came in response to the sudden maddeningly tight, wet heat that enveloped him. Wordlessly, he had begun to move, his hips surging and falling in a slow, steady, hard rhythm at first. Withholding a loud groan, he tipped his head back, revelling in the contraction of her muscles around him.

He barely kept himself from ejaculating - loosing the sample they needed.

Trying to focus, he stared in fascination as her body rolled against his, her nether lips rubbing against his pelvis repeatedly in their movements. The chilly air in the surgical suite contrasting with her hot flesh as she squeezed him against her with her legs - her breasts jumping with the force of it. His head was reeling; his whole body on edge as he rolled his hips firmly into her, his nerves jerking each time the movement between them caused friction. He leaned down over her, unable o keep his mouth away from her body. He licked and sucked at her breasts and the skin of he neck, kissed her, seeking her tongue with his own.

Two minutes, at the very most, then he felt the pressure building in the base of his shaft yet held on as long as he could - thrusting mechanically, straight in and out of her, a tiny gasp escaping his lips every time. She had enticed him long enough whilst he had been in restraints. He could bear it no longer and before he came inside her...

...he fumbled for the container on the table, his phallus throbbing as his juice rushed through it. He was pulling out and trying to grip around his base in time to stop it from gushing all over her...


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

She tried to entice the Lieutenant, though as she had suspected, they were challenged in their undertaking since he had come twice already.

"Fuck me, that's an order, Lieutenant Ravon," she growled, the lop-sided grin she gave him as she smothered her breasts against him a fierce encouragement and not meant as the strict order it sounded like. She kissed him then, splitting his lips open with her own and taking his attention away from the controls. The forceful way in which she kissed him pushed his head back into the seat, and she raked her nails into his hair.

Eventually, with his swaying member glistening wet from the way she had grounded against him, she reached down with one hand and seized the base of him - coaxing him against her warm opening. "Come here now... here is where you belong," she whispered against his lips, leaning forward to lick at his ear just as she helped his semi-erection enter her anew.

Once safely inside, she lowered herself down against him - pushing down and down until she was certain he could go no deeper. She then rocked against him, pushing herself against his pubic bone, making his shaft jump inside her. Only when securely inside her did she rock her hips back and forth against him, rubbing her clit on his body, yet surrendering not an inch of his shaft from herself. Not yet, for she would make sure he was hard enough before she ever let up on the closeness of their actions.

Even as the navigational controls chirped from sensor contact, Jien did not cease in what she did. She only looked over her shoulder, glaring at the ETA of the three dots on the screen. "We have three minutes... nnnhh... then we have to defend ourselves too."

She turned back to him, and kissed him anew. She liked his lips, this young pilot, almost as much as her lithe body fitted against his in the pilot seat.

They had completed the required sample, checking one more thing off their list.  Kiya wasn't exactly counting, lost in the moment with Jien, but she did know for sure that it was no way in hell past ten minutes of copulation.  Once the sample had been sealed, her legs wrapped around him like a lasso, pulling the captain back to her, not because it was required of her anymore, but because she truly desired to see it through.  Her body was awake now, famished from so many years of abstinence that she couldn't let the act end until she had gotten her fill, until both of them got their fill.

"We need to keep going," she said, not clarifying to her partner if it was because of the requirements or her own wishes.  She would let him choose to believe whichever option he preferred.  Either way, she reached down and grabbed the base of his erection, guided it back to her entrance and slipped him inside.  She didn't do so with care, but with haste, needing to feel whole again.  It wasn't until she had a man inside her again that she realized how empty she felt without it.  God, I must be starting to think like Illya now . . . but I need this.  If I am to go back to being a ghost inside Edena's mind after this is over, I at least want this body to have a fond farewell!

Kiya motioned her own hips, gyrating little circles to make certain her partner stuck every sensitive zone she could find for him.  Her breathing was getting deeper, more desperate, like she could see a finish line somewhere in the distance and was doing everything she could to reach it.  She reached up and pulled him down, pressing her face against her breasts.  His mouth tending to them had felt so good.  She wanted that feeling again.  It had been too long since they served a use other then nursing.  She had probably been in the late twenties the last time a man had given her moderate endowments that kind of attention.

Too preoccupied with the targetting system and weapons controls, the lieutenant had lost most of his attention to doing the clear task at hand. He stopped fiddling with the controls though when he got the order and he diverted his eyes to Jien. She had this grin on her face. He felt her soft warm breasts against his face again now and he bit playfully in one of them before he looked back at her. He didn't get much time to respond as she started to kiss him and he fought her way into his mouth with her tongue. He was strapped back by her and he moved his hands over her side and gripped her by the waiste.

Thomas let out a moan as she planted the semihard erection into her and he closed his eyes a bit tighter now. 'Is it really?' he questioned himself now but the warmth and tight hugging walls welcomed him. He felt his cock rise up again by it and after a few seconds he had grown back to full length inside of her. The fact that she had pulled him as deep as she could when he was semi hard only made it more tighter for the lieutenant to grow to full erection. He grinned a bit and started to move his hips deep inside of her now and it was as if he was like an old diesel engine from the 20th centure, slowly starting to get into action, but probably unstaoppable once it ran. As she rubbed her clit against his body, thomas made sure she wouldn't get to move away from it anymore, he wanted her to use her clit on him the entire time for their last fuck.

Thomas looked over her shoulder aswell as he heard the sensors chirp and he knew this was going to be a close call. He picked up the pace and sucked on the collarbone of the captain as he kept looking at the controls. He diverted his eyes and gave her breasts the attention that they fully needed after she kissed him. He moved one hand away from her wiste now and grabbed her other breast, rubbing it roughly and tugging at her nipple.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Kiya's voice came through the haze of Jien's climax, and she pulled at him as he stood by the table with the filled container in hand.

"We need to keep going."

Jien made no argument as he was brought back to her with her legs around his waist - realising that she was very insistent by the way she commandeered him and settled him inside her anew. Before he realised what had happened, much less that his cock would come to a notion that the excitement was over, she had his whole length inside and was gyrating her hips to stroke his sensitive length. He shuddered in pleasure all up his spine as her love channel stroked him so soon after he had ejaculated. How could any man not respond to that? It took merely seconds before Jien had embraced her, kissed her, and settled his warm lips upon one of her hardened crests.

With an increased rhythm, the Captain ground himself into the physician of yore - his legs pushing against her with the thrusts. The examination table would not budge from the ground, and that made Jien all he more able to make his movements more insistent - more firm than the careful and moderated pace he'd kept before to gain precious seconds of copulation before he spent his seed. His calloused palms ran over her body where she lay on the table, and his mouth wandered between hers and her nipples - both pointing at him demandingly. He found himself pinching one of them lightly, and to scrape his teeth against the other.

Minutes wore on in a haze of detached pleasure, until one of Jien's hands came to her hip and pulled her closer to him - making her bottom almost lean over the edge of the table. That way, he came to brush against her clit more roughly at the end of his surging movements against her. He supported her with his arms underneath her thighs, and both hands ran up her sides to cup over her breasts. He looked down into her eyes, and he changed the tune to the ancient dance they partook in - his arousal restored fully to its former glory and going deeper into her. He kneaded her breasts slowly, breath heavy as he looked deep into her eyes, and focused on the here and now instead of the game they were forced to play.

He focused on her instead, and what he might do to repay her for the pleasure she had given him - devoting himself fully to her contentment.


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

When the pilot seemed to respond to her at last, Jien let out a throaty chuckle of gratification. To feel him stiffen and rise to the challenge made her oddly pleased, more so because it felt good to have him hard and ready when she rocked her hips back and forth in his lap. She came to find herself oddly pleased with the way he paid attention to her breasts again, forgetting the ETA and their predicament for the sake of enjoying his teeth and his hands upon her body.

"Mmhh, that's right, Lieutenant, that's right..." she rasped to him when he began to move his hips in response to her own movements, and their pace resumed its febrile and frantic rhythm in the pilot-seat. Sweat coated their bodies, the glass canopy fogged up from their excitement, and the temperature of the tight confines had made Jien's throat raw. She raked her fingernails across his shoulders and down his chest as they fucked each other like animals in heat.

"L-Let me turn around, so that... Nnhh..." No breath or reason to explain. It was evident why she wanted to face the controls in due time - to see and to assist however she might. "We need the helmets too..."

She raised her hips and his glistening length popped free from her sheath for a couple of seconds while she hurriedly turned around. Once she had, she grabbed him as she leaned forward and brought him back where he belonged. Her other hand fished up her own helmet from the floor of the cockpit, and as she leaned back against his chest and rolled her hips against him, she struggled to get her helmet on again. She was no expert, but she knew that the Valkyrie-issue head gear held features that might come in handy. No more had she managed to push the button that lowered her visor than she felt another orgasm form at the base of her womb - spreading out in violent contractions through her whole pelvic area.

"Ah! Ahh!! Ahhh!" She threw her head back against his shoulder. Her sounds were screeching static across the comm system, yet she hardly cared at that point, instead reaching down to stroke the area of their joining with her fingers while it lasted. She rubbed her clitoris and the base of his piston with one hand, the other grabbing a frantic hold upon the arm rest as the climax passed through her body. She felt her sheath spasm around his hardness as she rolled her body against his in the seat - brutally extorting every minute friction he might give her. "Ahhhh!"

The time of reckoning was almost upon them.

Thankfully it didn't take much to coax the captain into resuming, Kiya's voice releasing small whimpers, not of pain, but contained pleasure.  It had been a long time since she was free with her voice, choosing to stifle it over the years to allow herself to still enjoy her marriage bed even with sleeping children in the other rooms.  Old habits died hard, but those controlled whimpers spoke just as much as the loudest, most satisfied moans of pleasure.  She was enjoying herself, and at that point no longer cared about fulfilling a time limit.  She just wanted them both to come to completion, to be fully satisfied by one another.  Kiya never had another lover but her husband, no one to compare the act of love making to, but Jien was living up to expectations. 

Even as she was repositioned, her rear no longer having any support other then her partner's arms firmly upon her thighs.  The change brought deeper pleasures, ones she hadn't known in her quiet, rather content marriage.  She had kept her love making to a bed, and all that the bed pertained.  This was new, unexpected, and quite wonderful.  Her hands came over his, pressing them deeper against her flesh, wanting to feel their presence.  Kiya had always been quite submissive in the bedroom, and the feel of strong hands made her feel safe, secure.  She followed the direction of her lovers well, picking up on their subtle cues to know just what she had to do.  Whenever Jien changed his motions, he would find Kiya did the same, becoming a perfect compliment each time.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Even though Jien might have been able to continue in the same position he had them in, he soon let her set one foot down to the floor - pulling her up against his chest with one arm behind her back.

"You feel wonderful," he rasped to her and kissed her lips - still holding one of her legs up in the hook of his arm and a hand upon her hip. He had pulled her up to grind into her at a rising angle, and so that he might lay his warm mouth against hers as well as her breasts - those modest yet firm and responsive mounds that wanted so much more from him. So he hugged her close and held her up right with her bottom on the edge of the table. His sweaty skin against hers, his cock grinding itself to the hilt as he moved, and his mouth seeking whatever came in its way. "You are wonderful."

Fierce became their lovemaking, grunting and needful, carnal desperation for fulfilment yet unknown. To spare her the strain of the upright position, Jien soon retreated for a moment to turn her around, insistently yet gently bending her forward over the examination table. His hands raked up her sides and gabbed a hold before pushing himself inside her once again. Yet despite how he fucked her from behind, it was not with the lack of bodily contact that you might expect from such a position. No, Jien leaned over her frame and reached around her - cupping her breasts in his fingers, pinching at them as he moved against her. He brushed his teeth against her back, and he nibbled her ear, whispering. "I wish I would have you as my physician from this point on... no matter what happens next."

And he did not stop, still thrusting deep into her as he had spoken to her - smouldering kisses coming to trail across her shoulders. What he said made little sense, just as their current situation. No matter what strangeness it would mean if implemented upon the real world outside the surgical suite, he meant what he said, in the fashion of his words being a brutal honesty. The attraction might be base in nature, without real romance, yet nonetheless real and making the charade they were in become something more than a mere game.

She felt wonderful, no doubt partly in thanks to his encouraging words.  Sure, her husband never had any complaints in the years they were married, but that was the opinion of one man.  Having someone new to confirm it was a bit of a relief, though it actually made her stifle a small laugh.  Seeking approval as a lover.  Sounds more like a thing for the young, Kiya.  It was hard to feel like an old woman when she was in her youthful body, though.  The years had melted away and left a woman in her sexual prime, and to be entwined with another, she finally saw how true a blessing that was.

"I suppose you'd want me as a full time physician if this is what you plan to do.  I have a feeling Lieutenant Commander Nicander wouldn't be bending over for you like this," she teased.  The bending over was even something new.  God, had her sex life truly been so mundane that even just having her back turned to her lover was something new and exciting?  But it was.  It truly was.  Motions felt deeper, sensations stronger now that she couldn't see much of what was going on.  Jien's strong hands grasping her breasts felt so incredible.  It felt like it took everything in her not to . . .

"Mmmmph!"  It was happening anyways, despite her desire to prolong herself.  Her climax was starting, tingling all the way from the tips of her toes up to places she didn't even know she could feel it in.  Around the time her split ends started to calm down from their own micro-orgasms, her body fell limp, breathing heavily but so suddenly drained of life.  If she were a starship, she had just depleted all her power surviving the surge of energy that burst through her shields and rocked her like nothing before.  "My legs," she said, as they started to show signs of buckling.  She was about to collapse into the floor from sexual exhaustion.  Damn, she wasn't prepared for this.  She was out of practice.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

Her breathless, urgent gasps goaded Jien Ives on, kissing her bare back - the burning silky nakedness of her splayed out across the examination table before him.

As for the mentioning of the Chief Medical Officer, she gave him the errant thought that he believed Dr. Nicander to be bisexual and that it was nor such an alien idea as the Trill thought. Not like Jien entertained that idea, as exotically attractive as his Câroon CMO might be. Especially not now. Now, when she was warm like honey in his hands. His fingers charted her - cupped a breast in each hand and gently kneaded them. Stroked her aching rosy tips. He rolled the aroused peaks in his calloused palms until he gave her a belated answer. "Full time... any time... many times..."

Oh, how she answered his thrusting hips, bucking and arching and colliding in perfect rhythm. He felt her beginning to climax before she made the sounds, and she came with soul-shattering intensity, convulsed into a chain of spasms around him. He knew he could not pause then, giving her non-ceasing thrusts throughout her climax. Even as she shuddered in the aftermath, he ground himself into her - the whole of the sensation making him utter a harsh groan of masculine satisfaction.

She protested that her legs were giving out, and he felt them do. Yet Jien helped as best as he might - straightening to his full length behind her. He was a wall of hard contours, muscle and sinew, and as he seized her hips, he supported her legs where she lay across the examination table. His thrusts started again, since they could not loose time, and he felt the shivers of her sheath all the way up the tightness of his abdomen and to the muscles of his chest.

He was a sculpted creature, being a Chameloid, with muscles that rippled down his arms, his flat stomach and strong legs while he moved against her. A strength preserved by his abilities in defiance of his age, and as he thrust his bronze length into her while holding her hips, he forced the breath from her lungs each time.

Now, upright as he was, he could admire the landscape of her back, the twain rivers of her spots going down her sides, and her eye-fetching bottom. He saw his shaft driving into the petal-soft folds of her womanhood. They were beautifully swollen, soft and flushed pink with arousal. It was where his male strength thrust into her heated, wet sheath, and it was mesmerizing to watch - to the point where he felt himself almost coming again. Something they could not afford. It would be a dire thing given the time they had left.

So he pulled out, gasping, and turned her around in his arms. Meeting her eye, he seated himself upon the floor, pulling her down to him by the hand. "Come here," he said, jaw hard in restraint. He wanted her to straddle his hips, and even though he wanted release, he knew that the position - with her facing him - made for less depth of penetration. Perchance, also less chance that he might come prematurely.

The young lieutenant kept up hi pace and he wondered if they were close to reaching the set parameters or not. He didn't care at the moment and just kept pounding his hips away against her. No matter how long they were at it at the moment, it just kept feeling so good. He kept giving her breasts attention and he closed his eyes firmly now. He didn't want to shoot his load too early and he focussed to keep it in as long as he could.

The heat emitting from the both of them was a bit worrying for the lieutenant. He couldn't see crap anymore through the canopy and he had no choice but to wear his helmet to get at least some vision on the outside of his ship. He let out a gasp as Jien raked her fingernails across his body and he responded to it, biting in her neck now, not hard, yet savagely like an animal.

He let go of her neck as she told him she was going to switch and he nodded as he looked for hishelmet at his side. "Good.... Plan... Ma'am..." He brought out in pants and he kept moving his hips against her, not wanting to leave her so soon or so easily. When she popped him out, the lieutenant almost lost control, but he bit on his teeth and endured.

It didn't last long though, he felt how Jien positioned himself inside of her again and how she plunged down. He had just placed his helmet on and he pulled down the visor as intel started to flow through the helmet. He checked it fast and then continued to ravage Jien. He felt how she was getting near and already reached her climax. He heard the static loud through his helmet and he was relentless at this point. He kept moving himself inside of her and didn't slow down or adjust the way he did her.

The spasms made it harder for him to focus and eventually he shot out his load inside of her. Hoping he had reached the criteria that had been set for them. He had his eyes closed as he came and he opened them now, hoping the simulation would end and that they would reach the safety again of the Theurgy.

Now she was in a position she knew well.  Seating herself on his hips, she didn't bury his length inside her right away, instead acting with at least a bit of the attention she had given him.  Kiya kissed strong chest muscles while her hands swept down powerful obliques.  Jien was the most fit man she had ever been with, of that there was no mistaking.  Her husband from many lifetimes ago was a hospital administrator, having taken the job when she pursued medicine.  It was his way of supporting her, of making her job easier to do.  It didn't afford much time for the gym, leaving the Captain the most impressive specimen she ever touched, be it sexually or even just for a routine check up.

Finally, she reached behind her, grabbing the base of his erection and guiding herself onto it.  A deep breath left her, mouth agape as she felt him enter once more.  The position which had become commonly known as the cowgirl on 20th century earth was one she had experience with.  On Trill, the name used to describe it roughly translated to "the courageous woman," given how it put her on display, her lover looking up at her body's every motion as she worked him along.  The reverse cowgirl, given that it involved no eye contact, was similarly named "the bashful woman."  She liked the current one, though, thought it a way to pay back a man by taking the reins for a bit, doing more of the work herself then she would have been doing before.

Like it was riding a bike, her hips started the proper motions, undulating back and forth, even working in some circular motions.  She would go slow to make him feel every motion, then fast to get his heart racing.  As a woman, she was most proud of her ability when it came to being on top.  She never expressed it, but she was glad Jien had pulled her into the position, where she might show just how true a woman she was.  She had one thing in mind now and that was to make him release, and not for the sake of a sample dish either.  This time, she would do it because that was what a proper lover did.

[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 01 | USS Augustus ]

As Kiya got on top of him, Jien watched her - enjoyed her as she applied herself to their undertaking with such feeling and need. He could tell she liked him physically as a lover, and it make it all the more gratifying for him - that they had managed to find a mutual enjoyment out of the strange situation.

When she eased herself down onto him - sliding down his length - his hands first sought her hips and then trailed up to return his consummate attention to her upper body. She liked his calloused hands upon her, so he would readily give her that sensation since he enjoyed her under his palms too. This, also, was a position that she seemed to know well - applying herself fully and wholeheartedly into rhythmic movements.

In the end, he had to surrender the feeling of her breasts moving inside his cupped hands to the firm grip that he lay upon her waist - beginning to increase the momentum of his rising thrusts in time with his own pending release. He wanted to tell her as much; that he was about to spill his seed inside her, but it seemed obvious at that point given his breathing and the growth of his instrument inside her. It was equally obvious that she had no intention of removing him from her warm depth when he did.

So, he sat up in the end, her still in his lap, and he wrapped his strong arms around her in order to bring their hips together more firmly. Her nipples ground into his hard chest as it began. He kissed her, as much as he had the breath for, and then he cried out into her neck when he came - gushing warmth filling her up in pulsing waves.

In the end, when his breathing calmed, and the initial photon torpedoes hit the USS Augustus, Jien swallowed hard with Kiya in his embrace, saying, "Computer, end program."

A small part of his mind wondered if he had been wrong about her nature once he did...


[ Holodeck 01 | Partition 02 | Flight Simulation ]

From inside her helmet and through the aftermath of her climax, Jien could see beyond the cockpit thanks to the TVD, Through-Visor Display, not to mention course and current speed. She also saw the threat looming beyond the border to Romulan Space - more scout ships amassing from beyond the immediate spatial darkness. It served to reel her in somewhat, but not to the point where she lost focus on what they had to do. They had no chronometer, but they still had minutes to spare before the scout ships would come into weapon range. Enough time, she hoped, to meet the final condition for their freedom.

Yet soon enough, Lieutenant Ravon came inside her - his third ejaculation in such short a period of time. It was admirable that he had managed to perform so well, given all the circumstances, even though it had been a common effort to make it through. Still, Jien did not know how much more time they needed, so she churned her hips minutely back and fourth while the pilot tried to catch his breath - the movements of their hips and his lingering penetration inside her still having to count for copulation. Right?

She did not know, all that she knew was that she would milk his erection until it grew flaccid enough to escape her pleasantly sore sheath, and only then she said...

"Computer, end program."

They had just entered weapons-range, and the Romulans had begun firing collectively.


[ Holodeck 01 | Deck 05 ]

Two separate scenarios vanished almost at the same time - leaving the featureless hologrid around the four individuals.

The male and the female versions of Captain Ives stared upon each other from their state of bodily entanglement - seated on the cold floor with their individual lovers. Nothing but breathing was heard at first. They were all without clothes, perhaps twenty feet apart from each other, yet nonetheless emerging from two completely separate holographic places.

And it now grew plain to them all that what they were dealing with was no ordinary holographic saboteur, but something completely else. Kiya might have known first of them all that they were dealing with something extraordinary, but now, they all realised that something very strange had befallen the ship and crew. The two Captains looked into each others eyes, and knew this.

They had to act immediately, lest their important mission would be compromised.

"Computer," said the female Captain, rising unsteadily to her feet from the fighter pilot's lap, "uniforms, for everyone present."

[Request denied, function disabled.] said Thea's voice, saying nothing more. Somehow, it was no surprise.

"Thea, would you please join us?" rasped the male Captain, having helped Kiya to her feet and standing tall.

[Unable to comply, program not listed.]

"What?" he said, exchanging a glance with his female counterpart. It was almost like looking into a mirror. Only not, in another sense. "Computer, where is Thea?"

[Thea is in Holodeck 04.]

Nothing seemed to add up anymore, apparently. The female Captain looked around the present gathering, not knowing whom the woman with the male version of herself was, but the she trusted herself - himself - to have verified the identity of the Trill. There was no use addressing what they had been through respectively, but rather, what they might do next. "We need to find a replicator, get uniforms and a combadge, and request site-to-site transport to the Bridge. Hopefully, the comm system aboard is still operative."

"Agreed," said Jien's male form in reply and nodded slowly, saying together with her;

"This way."

And the two Captains bore the shame of walking the corridor outside in naught but their skin quite well as they led the way.

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OOC: Next poster; feel free to make up where they find a replicator and get everyone clothed, or if you like, the MG has tinkered with the replicators too...

Two lovers entwined, Kiya had lost all sense of thought.  Her body just acted, working towards the conclusion that had to happen.  She could feel him twitching, surging, and then suddenly . . . it happened.  She reacted like it was her own climax, a deep, sultry moan leaving her mouth as she was filled.  It was another feeling she missed, missed enough that she never considered the risk of pregnancy.  For all she knew, her body wouldn't exist long enough to worry about it.  She might have ended up disappearing back into Edena's subconscious, as part of the Rez symbiont when it was all over.

When Jien called for the program to end, they were left in an empty room, but they weren't alone.  Kiya looked over, saw the presence of Jien's female form, as well as another man she wasn't as familiar with.  She might have seen his face on a duty roster handled by Edena, but it was no one she had ever bothered to recall.  All she knew was that he was there now, and she was naked in front of him.  A hand instantly clasped around her chest as she looked around for the dress she had been wearing.  Dammit, had that been holographic too?  She had nothing to hide herself with!

She slowly rose, her other hand shooting down to stretch out across her nether region, censoring herself as capably as she could from the eyes of others.  As a doctor, she had learned to deal with nudity, but that was others.  This was her own nudity, and others seeing it.  If she had been in a proper state of mind, she would have thought to mention that her medical scan had shown only half of Jien's Chameloid DNA.  Now, face to face with his other half, so to speak, they had an understanding of where it had gone.  Kiya looked at the female Jien and couldn't help feeling that she was to a woman what her lover was to males.  Their forms were designed to be perfect.  Her face was a match to her body, each detail perfectly suited to one another, from the matching width of her hips and bust to the tiniest eyelash.  It was hard to feel adequate standing in front of that kind of beauty.

She had gotten so caught up in her love making with the male Jien that she forget herself.  Now, faced with others, she couldn't help feeling like some unsightly harlot, jumping Jien's bones with only minimal rousing.  "Um . . . Captain," she finally said, addressing the female Jien with the same title.  As near as she could figure, they both shared that title.  Deciding there needed to be some way of differing them, Kiya decided in her mind that the female would be Jien and the male would be Ives.  Even if it was only for herself, it made her feel like there was some progress made when designations were placed.

Thomas looked at the deathly beauty of weapons being fired upon them and he was just about to launch their own weapons as a counterattack when Jien ended the program. It took a few seconds for the young lieutenant to realize that the program had come to an end. He felt his sweat turn cold now as they were in the room but he could hear sounds around him, they weren't alone.

He turned his head a bit and noticed the familiar face of the male form of his captain. A bit in doubt he nevertheless got up, covered one of his nether parts with his hand and used the other hand to salute. It looked pretty weird since he had just made out with the female form of the captain, yet the male form had the effect on him that he had to be ready for duty at any time. It was hard to explain, but since he saw the male form first, he must have conditioned himself with the male form as the leading commander aboard the ship. Evenso, he looked at Jien now and he frowned a bit and dropped his salute. "This is rather... confusing..." he said soft to himself.

As Jien told Thea to get uniforms and join them, both requests were denied. Thomas looked at the Trill now, he didn't recognize her from anywhere across the ship. Than again, he did keep mostly to himself across the Theurgy, so that wouldn't really be a surprise. He looked away from her and looked at his captains. He wondered to himself which one he had to follow in case they should be handing out opposite orders.

As the captains made up that they should find replicators and comm badges Thomas nodded and suggested "We could head to the weapons locker. There should be replicators there and well, I think in the current situation arming up could be a good thing.." He followed the male and femle form into the corridor and looked behind him for a second to the Trill "Uhm, Ma'am, please follow us, we'll get you some clothes." He said and tried not to stare to much at her naked body.

This was all a very odd experience for the lieutenant and he hoped he wouldn't stumble upon anyone he knew when they were in the corridors.

[ Deck 05 | Corridors]

It was not with a small sense of identity crisis that both forms of Jien Ives walked next to each other, not bothering to cover themselves. It was not important in the greater sense of things, in how they were faced with an unknown threat, and they were equally aware that their sense for modesty held little consequence at that point. So the same went for the identity crisis, for as soul-shattering it might be, it still held little consequence for the sake of their their ultimate mission.  Oh, they both wanted to address the painful fact that they were both divided beings - not able to hold the opposite form - but that would not safeguard either the crew or the truth.

Still, there was a definite stiffness to their pace as they walked - acting on the need for the many and ignoring their own petty need to sort out the matter of their divided state. Not to mention what one form had done on that holodeck in the complete ignorance of the other. What was important, however, was that they had no idea what kind of urgency the situation held, so the cold-hearted focus lay upon the task at hand; to learn what the hell was going on.

"Very good, Lieutenant," said the female form of the Captain as they walked the corridor in reply to what Thomas Ravon had stated. When she spoke, the male version glanced wordlessly over his shoulder at the younger man: this human Lone Wolf that he had yet to get properly acquainted with. The female version continued to speak, looking dead ahead - ignoring a couple of Engineers they walked by. "There is a weapons locker not far ahead, and the replicator meant for power cells can be used for our needs as well. This way."

They did encounter a few crew men on the way there, but little to no words were exchanged - the urgency plain for everyone involved. Once they got to the replicator, the requests were promptly made, and for some reason, they were not denied. Thus began the quick process of handing out uniforms, the two Captains working together to pass the garments over to the two followers. Then, they dressed - awkward as the process was while not in a private room - soon to attach the comm badges to their chests.

"Here," said the male version of the Captain and passed along hand-phasers to all four of them from the locker. He turned to Kiya with her issue of the weapon, "I would surmise this is against your oath, and that you might be unfamiliar with the design, but do you still want one?"

The female Captain checked the setting and charge on the weapon professionally and tapped her combadge. "Ops, Ives here. Prepare site-to-site transport. Four people, to the Main Bridge, and please hurry." There was a brief acknowledgement, then a couple of seconds for everyone to get ready. Once the transport was complete, both Captain looked around...

...finding Edena Rez commanding the Bridge at that point. The sight was a great relief to both Captains and they almost spoke on top of each other.

"Commander, please rep-"

"Commander, has there been any-"

The two individuals, of a sort, looked upon each other with cold frowns, before the male version ceeded the floor with a wave. "Ladies first, I suppose."

A terse smile came from the female Jien, before she turned her attention back to her XO. "I reckon you already know that we have stumbled upon some rare phenomenon, so please, report what you have learned so far."

[Kiya Rez - Deck 05]

Kiya just nodded to the comment made by Thomas, as she finally managed to remember where she had seen him before.  Edena's reports included being the direct superior of Miles Renard, the SCO of the Tactical CONN.  This man was a Lone Wolf, one of the fighter pilots who protected the ship in times of danger.  He was worthy of respect for that, but Kiya hardly felt in a position to be offering a hand, not when it meant exposing either her breasts or her womanhood, still fresh from coitus.  She had taken up the last position, hoping no one noticed how each step she took was small and careful, as the male captain's seed leaked from her womanly depths.  Damn, this is embarrassing, she thought, as they walked down the corridors bare, Kiya turning to walk sideways whenever they passed someone, so that her lovely rear wasn't exposed to anyone who ventured past her.

When she was offered clothing, she didn't even care that it was a Starfleet Uniform.  No pips to indicate rank, but a uniform nonetheless, with undergarments and everything.  As soon as everyone else was busy putting theirs own, she rushed to get the boyshorts and tank top on to cover her shame, before feeling comfortable enough to dress casually into the rest.  When she was handed a phaser, she immediately set it to a level she was comfortable with.  "The Hippocratic Oath is very specific about doing no harm, but an appropriate stun level will have no long-term effects upon a person," she stated, able to bypass that code to defend herself if need be by rendering aggressors unconscious.  It wasn't all that different from a medical tricorder.  It was actually simpler, the device only having spread and power to worry about, rather then a hundred different scans to sort through when examining patients.

[Edena Rez - Bridge]

Her search had been fruitless before she was called back to command the bridge.  Jien had been missing since the event, with the ship unable to locate him by either combadge or by biometrics.  It was like he had vanished into thin air.  That fact only made the arrival of two captains that much more confusing.  Edena turned to face them, standing equal distance between the male and female pair, like she was addressing each of them with the same respect.  She took to the concept well, considering all she had ever seen.  "Cap--tains," she quickly adjusted, "we're reporting several problems throughout the ship which cannot be explained.  Most crewmen of mixed heritage have found themselves split apart into separate beings, bodies have been switched, sometimes with males and females, Thea's holographic program appears to be offline because her physical form has been turned into a human, and we have had several cases of crewmen who were total strangers being locked together in rooms with protocols prohibiting exit until they perform sexual favors for one another.  We haven't found a direct cause yet, but we do know that almost every scenario has some degree of sexual contact involved.  It seems like we're being played with, Captain."

Edena then noticed Kiya, shocked by her appearance in a Starfleet uniform.  She stepped forward, the first and current host, separated by over 300 years, were truly face-to-face for the first time.  Edena shelved her concerns and tried to remain focused on the task at hand.  She faced the captains once more.  "For the sake of the chain of command, am I to assume you are both on the same page all the time?"  If their opinions differed even in the slightest, it would cause confusion, and require one of them to step down in favor of the other.  If they were always starting each other's sentences though, there would be little concern of the two sharing the leadership position.

[Deck 5 | Corridors/Armory]

Thomas was happy to have found decent functioning replicators along with the rest of his party. He got dressed without even spilling a word and he paid little to no attention to the others around him. He nodded as the captain gave him a hand phaser and he glanced up to the male captain. "Thank you sir." He said on a lower voice and he checked the status of the phaser and adjusted the setting and charge. He heard the female counterpart ask for a site to site transport and he waited for now.

Once on the main bridge, Thomas looked around eagerly. He hadn't been called or visited the bridge alot during his stay on the Theurgy. Seeing that Edena was in charge untill the captains arrived, he decided that there was little to no matter in talking for now. He remained in the background and resumed his duty as a sort of guard detail for his party. In the meantime his eyes scanned the bridge, looking at the different officers and crewmembers aboard.

As he listened to what had happened throughout the ship he was a bit surprised that the effects were so widedly spread. For now he looked at both Captains and Edena. Wondering what their next step would be...

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OOC: Sorry for the short post, at this point, the lone wolf has little to say ^^ Will see where I can pick up in the conversation later, might be best to keep him as a guard details seeing that I'll to no posting for a week.

The two Captains listened to their Number One's report with grim faces, glancing towards each other once Edena Rez had finished speaking. The action caused the feeling of looking into a mirror once more, and they both wondered if they could serve the ship as two Commanding Officers instead of surrendering Command to their Executive Officer. The male one, however, knew that Edena Rez was also affected by the circumstances, and not quite the same either. It was not like he mistrusted Edena's capacity as a Starfleet Officer just because she lacked the active link to the Rez symbiont's former hosts, but did not know how that lack of contact with them affected her during a critical situation such as theirs. Therefore, he spoke up in reply to her query, since the female Jien Ives had just come to realise whom the Trill that had followed them from the holodeck truly was.

"Until further notice, we will both command this ship," the male Ives told Edena, glancing towards his female counterpart, whom returned the look with equal determination, "but if we are in disagreement, your ruling will decide which side has the right of it, Commander. Should you object to this along the way, with our disputes threatening the ship and its mission, I am sure the both of me will listen to your judgement and surrender command to you or whomever is deemed the best choice at the given time."

Nodding slowly in agreement with this, the female Jien Ives began to pace the Bridge, a scowl on her brow and her arms folded underneath her chest. "The common theme is sexual activity," she said, pondering what the XO described, "caused by force or temptation, by design or circumstance. There is no rhyme or reason to what is transpiring, and few known forces in the Galaxy that might be able to cause such things that has befallen us. These events, scenarios and tricks all serve to toy with us, like you say - as if there was a prankster in our midst. Such has befallen the Fleet before. The Continuum?"

All command level officers were briefed about Q's existence and what the entities of the Continuum were capable of - these mysterious, omnipotent and godlike beings that seemed determined to put Humanity and Federation to trial at the most inconvenient times. They had toyed with Starfleet crews over the last two decades, most assuredly, but would the Continuum resort to such petty means to shame them: prove them naught but animals with primal drives? No, if such was the case, there had to be a stronger reason than that for one of the Continuum to bother with it.

"It is the obvious explanation, the easiest one," said the male Captain after a couple of seconds, "and should be the correct one because of those reasons... yet there is one more factor to weigh in. I find it an odd coincidence that this befalls us so soon after the Niga Incident, in which we were all subjected to this kind of threat too - this common 'theme' of sexual activities across the ship. It is too large of a coincidence to be considered random chance, in my own reckoning. I would venture that the these two incidents are related. Somehow. Either the first has caused this one, by an unknown or known party, or the incidents were both instigated by the same source - the unknown enemy of ours with access to 29^th century temporal war technology. The same enemy that changed Niga's flora and history only to get to us."

Suddenly, as he spoke, the male Captain remembered the woman in the turbolift - just before he had found himself trapped with Kiya Rez on the holographic version of the USS Augustus. Yet it seemed like the female Captain remembered this too, only before she ended up with the Lone Wolf.

"Identify the Caucasian woman with blonde hair that travelled together with me in the turbolift about an hour or go."

[Unable to establish identity. Input data corrupted. Please restate your request.]

Frowning, both Captains looked around the Bridge for suggestions before telling them all about whom s/he had had spotted - giving them the general description and waiting to see if s/he got something substantial from the Bridge personnel in regards to addressing the situation. In the end, both Captains came to look towards the XO, with the male form finishing up the short tale, "Can we trap her, or 'it'? A site-to-site transport? A lock-down with the reinforced bulkhead doors?"

Meanwhile, the female one came to seat herself in the Captain's chair. "Make it happen people."

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OOC: In the end, some kind of lock with Transporters, or anything that might make the MG appear and talk to them on he Bridge. Hope that won't cause too much of a challenge, but let me know over PM in that case!

It took a few minutes for Nicole to arrive at the bridge, her side trip to Ester's quarters making her late.  Stepping out onto the bridge, at first she didn't notice all the activity, in a hurry as she was to get to her station.  Halfway there, something made her stop and she turned to take in the people standing and sitting, eyes falling on Edena, then the blonde woman, the dark blonde male, and, finally, her captain... and her captain.  At first, it didn't sink in and she looked to the male Jien, "Um... did I..."

 It took her a moment and she had to blink twice before pinching herself to make sure she was awake.  When she looked again, they were both still there, the male and female versions of her captain, both of whom she'd seen naked.  She started to pale, then sank to the floor unconscious.

Amatras glanced at Nicole as she entered and tilted her head slightly to the side watching her reaction to the Captain's new forms with interest.  She'd been far less surprised by the arrival of two captains if only due to the faint scent difference between the two forms.  It had caused for a few second delay in her turning to face them, as the initial surprise of two scents both of whom carried traces of the captain's rather, peculiar scent.  As Nicole fainted, Amatras moved swiftly over to her side shifting her position so that she was fully on her back and elevating Nicole's legs above her head using her own lap as a support for them.

She thought about calling Sick bay but doubted it'd be necessary in this situation.  Reaching up with one hand she gave Nicole's cheek a light slap, which sounded all the worse as the moist tissue in her hands left Nicole's cheek fairly damp for a few moments after the tap.  Glancing at the Captains she frowned slightly her mind mulling over the many possibilities that came to her.  "Our first step should be to identify who or what this thing is.  All interactions leave some trace behind no matter how subtle.  The most advanced technologies often try to hide their traces to minimize environmental effects or hide whatever is causing the change.  It may be radiation, a chemical residue, tachyons, or even something we may not readily notice with our instruments." She states calmly as she considers experiments that could be performed to identify what was causing these events.

When Nicole Howard entered the Main Bridge, both Captains looked her way - the male one standing and the female one seated in her chair. Seeing the Chief Engineer caused thoughts for both the Commanding Officers for which there was no time to address, since the urgency of the situation cut through the emotions that stirred and thus left both Captains nigh untouched.

Yet only to the point where Nicole fainted, and caused the closest Captain - the female form - to get to her feet and make her way over to the fallen woman. However, Jien's Chief Science Officer, Amatras, got there first and did what she could in order to make Commander Howard come to. Jien had paused a few steps away, overlooking the situation while the Ash'reem laid out her overall analysis of the situation. While she spoke, Jien came over to crouch down on the other side of the prone engineer, glancing up to look into the dark goggles of Lieutenant Neotin.

"Our first step should be to identify who or what this thing is.  All interactions leave some trace behind no matter how subtle.  The most advanced technologies often try to hide their traces to minimize environmental effects or hide whatever is causing the change.  It may be radiation, a chemical residue, tachyons, or even something we may not readily notice with our instruments."

"Let's hope it won't be the latter," commented Jien's female form as she also tried to make the Engineer stir, gently shaking Nicole's shoulder and then taking over Amatras' burden by propping up the halfblood Bajoran against her arm and shoulder, "Here, let me wake her. I need you on your post, running calculations for what kind of ranges, residues and emissions that we can calibrate our internal sensors for. Make a list of effective means which we can use in order to isolate what kind of entity or alien we are dealing with. Once you have the theoretical methods assembled, the calibration might require overriding some security systems too, so you need to work together with engineering to make sure we get the scans we need."

Speaking of which, the female form of Jien looked down to see Nicole coming to, and stroked some dishevelled hair out of the engineer's eyes. Then she began to explain things in very brief and effective terms to Commander Howard in a low voice. Once Lt. Howard was ready to stand, Jien helped her rise to her feet, and she turned to Edena Rez where she stood, giving the expected order.

"Security alert, Number One," she said in her crystal clear voice over her shoulder as she followed Nicole to her station, "Level 4, silent. Set a course to a good hiding spot near by. Any sightings of unknown personnel or phenomena is to be reported to the Bridge immediately. All available hands to duty stations." Hopefully, Commander Grayson would answer the call to arms, otherwise the XO would have to use the Mission Ops station to rally Security.

Meanwhile, the male form of Jien Ives headed over to Amatras where she was by her Science console. He set his hand down on the back of her chair and leaned in over her shoulder - following her progress. It was impressive to see the Ash'reem at work. So many years of accumulated experience set to the task of solving the riddle of their situation. While new in the Federation, it did seem like they were a resourceful people, and Jien had high hopes for what one of them could achieve in such an elevated position as Chief Science Officer on a Starship. It was, besides her track record, one of the reasons why he had promoted her during the last leg of their escape from Federation space. For while they were not an exploration vessel, it would still serve as a reference for the Fleet.

That was... if they could return to the fleet one day.

"If we are dealing with the same faction that issued the Niga threat," he said quietly to Amatras where he stood, the vague smell of the species pleasant but peripherally noticed compared with the task at hand, "perhaps you might need to call for Junior Lieutenant Morali's assistance, since he might have key knowledge in tracing recent temporal incursions in this area. Set him on reading external sensors, while I want you to locate whatever has slipped aboard our ship."

A little bit away from there, the female form of the Captain stood by Nicole Howard's side, checking on her by her Engineering station. "Are you feeling better now, Commander?" she asked kindly, as kindly as she could make herself out to be given the situation, "I need you to alert Engineering to be prepared for hasty modifications to our sensor arrays. Amatra's husband is down there, so contact him if you need someone that speaks her language. Quick communication might be the key to our way out of this ordeal."

So far, nothing had befallen the gathered Bridge personnel... but the question was how long they were able to proceed without... interference.

Nicole's first response was to deny everything, but as she slowly came to her senses, felt Jien's soft fingers stroking her hair from her face, she wasn't sure what to believe.  Then she heard Jien's masculine voice from across the bridge and felt her breathing grow difficult again, even as she reached up to confirm Jien's feminine form was cradling Nicole's head in Jien's lap.  As she was helped to her feet, she focused on first the Jien who helped her, then on the one standing over Amatras and couldn't deny what her captain had told her.  It made her feel light-headed again, so much difficulty aboard their seemingly small ship in such a short time; Niga hadn't been that long ago, and the start of their fugitive run not so long before that.  And, now, this?  What else could happen to them?  If she'd believed in a god, she would probably be cursing him, her or it right about now.  Instead, she took half a dozen deep breaths and regained her composure, before going to her station.  Having Jien beside her seemed to help and as she began her diagnostics, she touched the Jien's hand slightly, comforted by her captain's presence, "I'll be fine, Captain.  I just need a minute to adjust."

She reviewed past instances of shifted encounters, notably the Enterprise D with interface generators and Voyager's encounter with the Srivani.  Knowing she didn't have long, she still did the best she could to gather the data she needed.  With a nod, she informed Engineering to be ready for the changes, then glanced at Amatras, "Whenever you have a phase adjustment, Engineering will be ready to make the changes."

Kiya remained out of the way.  She wasn't a commissioned Starfleet Officer, which left her more then a little out of place on the bridge.  When Nicole Howard had collapsed, she thought she might have been able to help, but faster reflexes reached her first.  For a simple fainting spell, her familiar crewmen were more then adequate to take care of her.  The oldest of the Rez hosts simply backed herself into a neutral corner, out of the way of everyone else, and watched as the crew began to function like a well oiled machine, working to find the solution to their problem.

"You may want to scan within a Phase Variance of 0.21."  The voice was male yet unfamiliar to anyone but four people, those being the two Captains, Edena and Kiya.  Jona Rez had walked onto the bridge, dressed in the black uniform of a Starfleet intelligence officer.  He was tall but slender, face weathered and black hair peppered with gray.  "Jien," he regarded both the male and female Captains with a familiarity that spoke of some shared history.  Ives had been a SI agent some time ago, which was where Jona forged his craft.  Encounters between them weren't unusual, though much of it shrouded in mystery.  He never told Edena about it, and with their incomplete joining, she didn't have any other means to acquire the information.

"Once you've identified the subject using the phase variance scan, your engineer will want to bombard the location with a fifteen second burst of Anyon radiation to force her back into our phase, and keep her here for at least five minutes.  You should be able to transport her normally that way."

"You know what we're dealing with," Edena spoke suspiciously of the former host, who regarded her as though she were still just the sniveling science officer she was when he first met her, like their separation forced her back to less then she had been since the joining.

"We all have our secrets," Jona replied, glancing briefly to Jien.  There was a past between them, likely from Jien's time as a member of Starfleet intelligence.  Perhaps that history would be enough to get the Captain to agree with his suggestions.  Whatever Jona knew, his instructions were exact enough that he must have known what race of being their intruder was, and had learned to trap them before.

As the voice emerged from the sliding doors, both the male and female Captains turned to see the speaker.

The male Jien remained by Amatras and the female by Nicole, yet they might as well have been a single individual given the frown upon their brows. They frowned, because the voice and the face was that of the past, many years ago, but the name attached did not add up with the one provided by the current host of the Rez symbiont. Had Jien known that this was the same Trill that had figured in those days of cloaks and shadows, s/he would have reacted in a very different way back in the Brig when this host had presented himself. Jona Rez was to Jien known as someone entirely else, yet s/he doubted that s/he had the correct name back then, since Edena Rez and her former hosts had sworn him disclosure when instated as a part of the Senior Staff. It must have been a codename of his, back then. It seemed full disclosure had convenient limits, depending on whom was listening in. Right there, right then, was not the time for interrogations. Just as little as there was time for camaraderie and reunions.

"For you, that is an understatement," said the female Captain as she looked into Jona's eyes, utterly unblinking. The revelation that this particular Trill was aboard, and had been the host she had been talking to over the course of the last few weeks held its own time to be addressed.

Meanwhile, the male Captain considered how he had known far more about his new XO than he had thought when he promoted her. Moreover, that he had come to know the first host of the Rez symbiont just recently, leaving only the grifter Illya as an enigma to him. He glanced towards Kiya and then to Edena, as if wondering whether the two of them knew about his and Jona Rez's past. However moot the question, given the time, it gave Jien pause. Perhaps this shade of Jona had not even realised - given the many webs of secrets the host had been a part of before his demise - that Ives knew him by an older name.

"It might be that you are right," said the male Jien at last, glancing down towards how Amatras worked by his side, "but a rotating phase variance scan picks up a wider range, and it might just be that this threat can change its own displacement in this time and space. Therefore, we have lost time, and even more so if the phase variance has no part in the detection of the enemy. I would check your facts personally before limiting the search, but there is no time. Moreover, Lieutenant Neotin might have alternative methods, so I will leave the call to her. She has to figure out how to modulate our forcefields to hold her contained too, since she is obviously a powerful being."

The female Ives glanced towards her male counterpart with a frown, not entirely satisfied with the decision and more inclined to trust Jona Rez in this matter, simply because she stood closer to him on the Bridge and had read him better when he lay out his suggestions. It was a chance variety between the two Captains, and it was strange to experience. Still, she would not start an argument over this, and the entity would have to be contained, so instead, she lay her hand on Nicole Howard's shoulder, talking to her Chief Engineer. "Prepare the systems for the dispersal of anyon radiation too, and have Ops standing by for Transport."

Where was Lieutenant Commander Stark?

The male Ives turned back to follow Amatras in her endeavours by her stations, while the female Captain's stare lingered on Jona Rez. "Unless you have more to reveal," she said with a terse smile, "would you please make yourself even more useful and see to that we have guards in here with the right phaser settings for this meeting?" With another glance towards Edena and Kiya, as well as the pilot that had happened to take position in the back of the Bridge, the female Jien turned back to follow Nicole's work.

While the seconds passed, reports streamed in that the available personnel took up their duty stations and stood ready for whatever awaited them.

"Don't sell yourself short, Ives.  I'm sure you have just as many . . .well, you at least have some secrets of your own."  It was issued like he was telling Jien something.  He was not to be judged for the things he did, for Ives had done plenty of things he would probably take back while he was in service to Starfleet Intelligence.  The difference between them was that Jona believed in what they did, didn't transfer out when things got a bit too hot for the Chameloid to handle.  Perhaps much of the adversity between them came from Jona being head of a task force responsible for coming up with ways to detect and terminate shapeshifters who might have infiltrated Starfleet's hierarchy.  It involved a lot of invasive questions and high personal probing of Jien, to understand his kind in particular, and find what he could learn from the only commissioned officer in SI with such an ability.

"If you want to know the best results to deal with this particular species, then you're going to want to calibrate your shields to this frequency," he said, typing out a sequence on Nicole's console that she could use should his suggestions be approved.  "Standard phasers won't affect this creature, but a correctly calibrated phaser burst shot into a shield with that harmonic frequency will disorient the creature, prevent it from using it's abilities so long as the blast is issued at least every 44 seconds.  The pain is . . .negligible, and it's the only thing we ever found capable of rendering them contained for any length of time."

The crew was seeing the epitome of Starfleet Intelligence, the cold, hidden sword which circumvented proper regulations.  Few had the stomach for it, even Edena had been questioning her place there, and just being face to face with Jona was enough to make her regret ever joining the organization.  She saw it as a chance to be more then some lowly Science Officer, but she worried some days that it might have cost her soul if she hadn't been assigned to Theurgy, a place that let her keep herself at least a little bit pure.

"Captain," Edena said, addressing both male and female as a single cohesive unit, as she had come to know Jien preferred to think of itself as, "I wish to formally state that the knowledge Jona Rez is presenting is not part of my own knowledge.  Due to my faulty joining with the Rez Symbiont, I am only privy to information willingly provided by my former hosts.  Jona has apparently kept far more secrets from me then I ever could have imagined.  I would ask to be exempt from whatever charges you might have for him after this crisis is over, and would be willing to submit to whatever testing you require to confirm, be it lie detection through standard means or by Vulcan Mind-Meld."

Both Captains had turned their heads when Jona offered further insight, or instructions, depending on how one might see it. Yet neither of them spoke at first, letting both Amatras and Nicole prepare for what they were about to do - to find, trap and contain any alien entity or creature they might find. The threat from Jona Rez was heard and noted, but neither of the Captain's forms cared to address the matter now that his/her ship was beleaguered. Question was...

...how could Jona Rez be so bloody certain this was the alien entity in question: the one for which his specific instructions would direct the means for success. There also was no way of knowing how the Trill got his intel, even as a spectre of the past. Jien did not like it. S/he did not like it one whit. Perhaps it was foolish to place doubt in Starfleet Intelligence, but as far as trust went, s/he had far more of that in store for his/her Science and Engineering Officers. S/he also trusted the current host of the Rez symbiont... yet not her predecessor. S/he would take their judgement on their situation any day over blindly acting on mysterious instructions thrown across his/her Bridge.

The female form of Jien Ives remained by Nicole's side as Jona Rez approached and punched in numbers upon the Chief Engineer's console - the shield harmonics that was going to hurt the creature. Would they have to resort to such measures? Was it already a situation where ethics fell away for efficiency? Starfleet Intelligence was indeed showing its true nature: unhesitating to deal harm for the sake of control. Crippling pain, in this case. While Edena Rez spoke up and swore herself free from any knowledge of the current development, the female Jien Ives was dissecting the situation as best as she could - listening only by half an ear to her First Officer.

Because she knew the other side of the current matter too: That they had no other guesses as to what was going on. It might be better to progress than not to if there was a path ahead provided. Their mission merited rougher means to accomplish it. Nor had Jona Rez any reason to lie for them since the Rez symbiont and his incorporeal life depended on...

That was it.

There was a personal agenda for Jona's spectre: To become alive again.

And thus, the female Jien Ives made the call, since the male Ives was helping Amatras further away. "Thank you for your input, Jona Rez, " she said in a low voice, her lithe frame deadly still as she stood next to Nicole's chair, "Yet we will try diplomacy over torture as a first resort, like any Starfleet Officer should if faced with the unknown. We might rattle the sable, but we will not cripple or kill this entity just because we supposedly know how to do it. For all we know, this creature is not aware that we experience this as a hostile situation. You will back away now, and not meddle with my crew's actions any further. Do I make myself clear?"

The male form of Jien Ives looked up from his place by Amatras' side at the exchange and frowned, not entirely convinced that this was a wise thing to do when the middle-aged Trill might possess the means to get out of this ordeal. Yet he could not openly argue with himself - herself - either in front of his crew. Therefore, he chose to answer Edena's pledge.

"Duly noted, Commander," said Jien in his deep voice in Edena's direction, "yet this is not the time. Would you please make sure your former host remains by the back wall with Kiya Rez? Lieutenant Ravon! Would you please assist your XO and make sure our present representative from Starfleet Intelligence does not touch any of the ship's controls. Not without the specific authorisation from me or my more feminine form."

Whatever conclusion his female self had drawn, he was the last to argue about it, even if he found it strange. The idea of a phase variation sweep was still a good one even if Amatras was working on more means to detect and contain whatever they might find. Therefore, he turned his oaken eyes to Nicole where she sat a little bit further away.

"Commander Howard, would you please begin scanning different phase variables, sweeping over the scale one number at the time?" he asked of her, and after a glance towards Jona Rez, he added, "beginning with the phase variable that has just been provided."

Jien looked down towards Amatras' progress again after ceding that point to Jona Rez, not able to stomach the sight of the man's smug grin - should he care to offer it.

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OOC: Kitty, Taguiera, Kurohigi and Nolan, at this point it does not matter whom might post next, just try to keep attention to any notice about upcoming posts while you write. Nicole's scan will be successful, leaving the next step the anyon radiation distribution and the transporter lock. This is something that does not have happen in a single post, Taguiera, so feel free to cede the floor to the rest of us as you see fit.

When the Transport it made, later on, I will open a new thread to collect everyone for the grand finale.

Lieutenant Ravon was impressed by how well the bridge was functioning at this time. As a junior officer, he hadn't witnessed anything like this before. He'd either be on another deck or flying his ship around, giving him little to no insight on what might be happening on the bridge. Evenso, the young lieutenant kept in the back of all the commotion and orders being given.

From the back of the bridge he observed on how each crew member functioned. Once Lt Howard arrived on the scene, Thomas kept a bit in the back but wanted to help as she fainted. Seeing that Amarass was first and fastest to respond to the fainted woman, he let her be and just remained in overlooking the bridge. Thomas listened to the certain theories and ideas that were spewed around on the bridge and he realised he would be of little help here to help the rest of the crewmembers.

He glanced over at Kiya a couple of times to check how she was holding up but eventually his attention got drawn to the SI officer that apparently was known as Jona Rez. Thomas never liked Si officers, the shroud of mystery and secrecy was something that the young lieutenant couldn't apreciate. Seeing that his parents were most probably on a mission for SI, which resulted into their deaths, Thomas started to project his long burried hatred and anger on Jona, not knowing that Jien had been in SI too.

Thus, the order from the captain to assist and keep the Starfleet intelligence officer on the back of the wall was a welcome order. "With pleasure sir." he answered with a broad grin across his face and he took out his phaser, set it to stun and kept his eyes pinned on Jona. He wouldn't hesitate a second if the man even tried to reach out to any of the controls.

"Aye, sir," Nicole answered before turning back to her station.  Nothing about this situation sat right with her, and it was at least a little disconcerting having two Jiens present.  It helped to focus on her work, what needed to be done, starting the internal scans at the specified frequency, arranging for Engineering to produce hand held scanners and anyon radiation emitters should they become necessary.  Each step took her attention and she focused hard on them, keeping her mind from wandering to subjects best left unattended right now.  Still, on occasion, she would look up at the female Jien and remember how she'd looked undressed and wet, then glance over her shoulder at the male Jien.  Her skin flushed at the remembrances of their previous intimacies, making her feel overly warm for a moment before she turned back to her work.  It was a comfort to have at least one of them standing nearby, more than she'd given thought to recently, especially with the way they'd ended things.  She'd been angry about it, partly with Jien, but mostly with herself for not making her curiosity better understood, but she'd also been missing her Captain, something she was unaccustomed to.

With a shake of her head, she pushed the thoughts away and returned to her scans.  Her eyes widened as she spotted a blip on the scanners, "Captain, I think there's... well, I'm not sure, but I think the scanners have detected something.  It's faint, but definitely present."

Amatras glanced at Nicole with interest as she began to do her scan.  Her mind juggling different hypothesis on what different readings might mean and what each could mean.  She tapped her badge and frowned as no signal seemed to come from it, glancing at the ship layout she attempted to open a 'landline' connection between her terminal and the terminal closest to Sarresh Morali.  She frowned glancing at Jien's male form next to her then back at the terminal. She spoke in her native tongue into the terminal hoping to get his attention assuming his combadge and such were actually where they said they were on her terminal. "LT JG Morali, please report to the bridge, if you receive this message, move left and then right three steps so that we can verify you received it.  Comm systems are down overall."  She hoped that the message wouldn't be jammed like the comm badges. 

Glancing up from the screen after waiting a few seconds to see if Morali responded to the quick series of pulsating 'chirping' like sounds she'd just produced from her throat, outside the normal range of hearing for most of the crew, although she suspected the Vulpinian could hear some of the tones she'd yet to ask.  It would be slightly annoying if he could given it was a means of privately talking away from the rest of the crew.  As Nicole speaks up Amatras listens with interest to her analysis and gets up to glance over her shoulder at the display.  "Captains, do you think we should have Lt Kae glance over these readings?  He may be able to shed some light on this given his speciality."

When Amatras was on her feet to check Nicole's readings, the male form of Jien Ives followed her - coming to stand next to his own female form and joined her in mirrored contemplation.

What the Ash'reem said made sense, Jien realised, as he came to understand the concept of the idea. Lin Kae was their holographic specialist. "Of course," he said slowly, "you mean that we should use the hologrid to emit anyon radiation, with the safeties off... It is worth a try, but if it does not work, Nicole's personnel will have to prepare for direct engagement as well unless we can get a hold of Security and arm them with the anyon emitters."

The female Ives laid her hand gently upon Nicole's shoulder. "Could you please try and send a message to all control panels aboard, stating that Lt. Kae needs to report to the Main Bridge immediately. While we wait for him, or for your engineers to reach that thing that is walking this ship with their anyon emitters, prepare the Transport protocols. We might not have a lock right now, but the window of opportunity might be small once we get a fix on the entity."

It would be a matter of time before the alien realised they were on to her... unless she already knew.

[ End of Thread... To be continued in "Post Meridiem" ]