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Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Dr. Nicander | Officers Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Hastata-Nerada 
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Oh, how she responded to him, her enjoyment plain to Lucan in both the sounds she made and the motions she did to indulge herself.

In her kiss, and the way her tongue danced with his own, it was obvious he wasn't hurting her, and it served as an anchor for Lucan, letting him know he wasn't doing something at the behest of the thing inside him. Before the battle at Starbase 84, there had been times when his mind lost traction in reality, and he thought he was killing the people he spoke with, only realising it was just a vivid image sprung from the abyss in his soul. There was no such sights now... at least not yet.

When the sexual tension between them was finally addressed in full, with all the anticipation built before the act itself, it was difficult to make it last.He conserved himself as much as he might, yet with a woman like Martin, it was difficult not to get over-excited. Therein lay the risk to her life as well, the complete loss of control, so he held back, almost as if he feared his own climax, and yet yearned for it all the same. With complete control of their movements, of how hard he thrust himself inside her, he anticipated the dreaded moment when his mind might turn blank... and the parasite might break her bones or tear her flesh.

Yet how could he last, when she moved like that? In the end, he took the few steps needed to push her up against the bulkhead. Once there, he couldn't stop himself from grinding himself into her, feeling the peaks of her breasts scrape his skin. With their breaths mixing, he grunted like the beast he tried not to be, and fucked her as hard as he dared - fingers digging into her. His teeth scraped the skin of her shoulder, and it almost hurt when he let her bodily weight grind down upon the base of his throbbing length.

He didn't even know if she had come yet, split as his mind was between passion and caution, but when he felt that he could no longer last, he was right there at the crossroads... and he didn't know why he'd let things go so far. "I'm going to..." he said in a thick voice, almost stupidly, as if his warning was about coming inside her. Surely she had taken the contraceptives like any other officer, but saying it, it did offer her the choice of where she wanted him to shed his seed, or to have her reclaim the initiative and switch positions - making him last longer. In truth, his words had been an altogether different warning. Not that he couldn't last, but that she might die any moment.

She just couldn't fathom the outcome he feared.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Lt.Com. Vivian Martin | Nicander’s Quarters | Deck 10 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
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Vivian lay completely unaware of the present danger to her life. She remained swimming in a sea of lust and bliss, in such a way that she wished not to be anywhere else but in that moment. With each thrust she was pressed against the bulkhead wall, while all the while she felt his swollen head and shaft push deeper and deeper into her. Vivian almost didn't want it to stop, but she could feel a climax and release building inside of her, as she let out a small groan of pleasure.

Nicander seemed to be intent on pressing himself into her, grinding his member into her waiting womanhood. Vivian felt the peaks of her breasts scrape against Nicnader's flesh, as her form was pressed against the wall and Nicander's own heaving body. Her legs were hiked up in Nicander's arms and her arms were wrapped around Nicander's neck as she was held, suspended only by Nicander's strength. Nicander began to grunt, like some beast of the wilds, like some primal being that was rutting a mate. His fingers dug into her supple flesh, his teeth scraped her shoulder, and then he let her weight drop and grind its way down upon his shaft. For Vivian it was an experience, the sudden roughness of their interaction took her by surprise. But it was not entirely unwelcome either.

That was when she heard it. "I'm going to..." he said, in a voice that told Vivian just how far gone he was. At least as far as she was concerned that's what was happening. She remained oblivious to the present danger to her life, oblivious to the threat to her life and well-being.

"Do it..." Vivian gasped, her own voice barely containing her own lust for the moment that they shared. "Do it..." She repeated again. In truth there was no risk involved, even if she wasn't taking standard contraceptives, she had been sterile since the day she was born. She was ready for this, she was almost at her own climax herself, almost at the peak of the heat that was building inside of her. There as nothing more to do but wait for the finale of their sensual dance in the pale glow of the swirling nebula.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Dr. Nicander | Officers Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Hastata-Nerada 
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No more had she made the decision for him, wanting him to spend himself inside her, than he acted on her request.

With no way to conserve himself any longer, he thrusts became harder but more infrequent. He cried out briefly as the euphoria seized his mind, and he felt his thick, warm seed pump into Martin's sex. Câroon tended to ejaculate more than men of her species because of evolution on their home planet, where they had to defy the harsh climate and weather when they reproduced. Just like their women had a secondary means to keep the semen inside them, males tended to over-produce. Yet the amount of his seed was not on Lucan's mind, nor how it spilled out between the joining of their bodies, but he reeled himself in as quickly as he could - not wanting his mind unguarded.

To his relief, the parasite didn't try to seize the opportunity.

No doubt in thanks to Heather's light, Lucan remained the master of his mental faculties, and could allow himself to enjoy the immediate aftermath of his climax. To feel and hear the scientist's reaction in the final breeze of passion. Even long after he had spent himself completely inside her, filling her to the brim with his seed, he continued to move - his twitching hardness making more and more of his emission escape her. The spermatic fluid was white, just like a male humans', only excessive in its amount. As he continued to move, he couldn't help but lay his lips to her again, and kiss her in deep gratitude for the passionate moments they had shared. He was no just thankful to her, of course, but the fact that he remained sane through the entire act.

Eventually, he let her set her feet down on the floor, even if he remained inside her still, and parted his lips from hers.

"Are you okay?" he asked, worried that he might have hurt her. He ran his tattooed hands up her sides, over her front, and eventually combed his fingers into her hair, looking into her eyes. Only then did he vacate her, his semi-hard length escaping her at last. He was still shivering in the aftershocks of what they'd shared, legs unsteady, but his gaze was clear.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Lt.Com. Vivian Martin | Nicander’s Quarters | Deck 10 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
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No sooner had Vivian told Nicander to expend himself within her had he done so. As Nicander cried out, and his thrusts became more infrequent, Vivian gasped  and her head reared back as she felt the moments of pleasure rise and crystallize within her, as she felt Nicander's seed flood her barren womb. So thick was it, far more than Vivian expected, that it flowed within her and flooded her belly, and some of the pearlescent emission leaked out and onto the floor between the frantic thrusts and convulsions of their intertwined bodies. Vivian gasped and moaned, shuddering in Nicander's grasp as she felt herself become filled with his potent seed.

Just as Vivian felt a climax begin to rise within her, Nicander's lips found their way to hers and sealed Vivian's fate. She moaned, loud and hard, into the kiss, temporarily breaking it to cry out as the moments of pleasure within her solidified into a tangible white-hot explosion of ecstasy within her body. Just as soon as she had cried out, she returned the kiss with utmost passion, in deep thankfulness for the moment between them. Little did Vivian know that she had just had a very near brush with the reaper, a near brush with the beast that lay within Nicander, writhing as it did with the intent to kill Vivian and squeeze the life from her as Nicander ravaged her again and again. But this had not happen, and so Vivian remained ignorant.

So it was that when Nicander eventually set her down on the floor and removed his lips from Vivians that he asked if she was okay. The question took Vivian completely by surprise of course, and the expression was evident upon her face. It was only then did Nicander's twitching member vacate her body, the sensation of which made Vivian shudder slightly before she responded, her legs shaking as more of Nicander's seed escaped from the apex of her legs. She smiled warmly in the afterglow, as Nicander's tattooed hand stroked and entangled itself in her hair. "Of course I'm okay..." Vivian replied. "Why wouldn't I be?"

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Dr. Nicander | Officers Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Hastata-Nerada 
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Oh, if she only knew how merited his question had been. It almost caught Lucan off guard, but nonetheless he chuckled and kissed her anew. "I was just afraid I'd hurt you."

Which was, in fact, not an untruth.

The afterglow kisses they shared were a balm to his soul, knowing that he had prevailed against the darkness inside. Their bodies shimmered with perspiration in the light from the nebula, his fingers running through her hair, tattooed hands cupping her rear and her bust in turn, and slowly, Lucan began to unwind in earnest, grateful that this 'meeting' with the new Chief Science Officer hadn't ended in a bloodbath. Perhaps he had little to fear? Perhaps Heather's powers had permanently restored him?

No, he couldn't risk thinking it. He knew it was still there. That it might, at some point, reassert itself. The question was if he'd know well enough in advance that his time had come to an end, and he'd see Heather again. His greatest concern was if something might happen to her during the away-mission on the morrow, because not only was she key to thwarting the nameless darkness, she was also his means to remain himself. With these things in mind, another thought came to him.

By the winds, dared he let her stay the night?

Regardless her preference, knowing that she might leave, thinking that officer protocols were strict when it came to fraternization, he still wanted to make the offer. He'd made a mess, and what kind of gentleman would he be if he didn't let her freshen up. "Would you like to share a shower?" he asked against her lips, still haven't left the bulkhead they'd ended up against. "Or a bath?"

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Lt.Com. Vivian Martin | Nicander's Quarters | Deck 10 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
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There seemed a great deal that went through the doctor's mind, not that Vivian could venture a guess at even a breath of one, or the reality of the mortality of her life at every second spent, but she could tell from this meeting, and the very pleasurable outcome of the evening, their meals almost all but forgotten in favour of the tastier meal in each other, Vivian's normally bleak outlook on everything took on a shine it rarely saw, and she allowed herself to indulge in the sensation. She would normally hesitate, or even second guess herself, but after what they'd just shared, her mind was reeling.

She wrapped her hands through his hair, gently, and allowed herself the joy of tasting his lips, her tongue playfully reaching out to lick his upper lip, and she bit on it ever so softly, heedless of the positions they were in, or whatever effect they were having on each other post coitus, but to continue letting the afterglow carry them over. She clearly was as reluctant to let it end here as he, when he asked if she wanted to share a shower or bath with him, and she smiled, nodding her head, “That...I'd like that...yes,” she kissed him again, “thank you...”

Adjusting herself, she moved to rise with him, but she didn't let go of him, and instead, let him lead, or perhaps she was leading, towards the refresher, but she still wanted to explore him, to feel him, taste him, and just not think about anything else for a change, but for the moment that she was sharing with a beautiful man. Her hands stroked his back as she kept kissing him, shifting between light pecks to deep kisses.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Dr. Nicander | Officers Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Triage  
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Vivian Martin seemed intent on remaining close, hardly ever leaving his embrace whilst they made their way to the bathroom. He had to break off the kisses and lean down over his bathrub in order to activate the water faucet, making it fill up for them. When he straightened, he ran his tattooed hands into her hair and kissed her anew, speaking in his Câroon accent against her lips. "As keenly as I feel that we both needed this, let's hope we can avoid the gossip winds from reaching all ears on the ship in the morning."

He said this with a light chuckle, stepping into the bathtub. He held out his hand to Martin to help her into it as well before he sat down. "How do you think people will react if they learn about the Chief Medical Officer and Chief Science Officer's first meeting?" he said in jest, his pale grey eyes lingering on the Human's body while she joined him in the bathtub. He didn't mean much beyond the humour of it, even though there was an underlying serious aspect to it - that neither of them could afford to have their public image ruined by suck a quickly begotten affair.

As the water began to fill up, Lucan added some essential oils to their bath, leaning away from Martin for a bit, before he turned to look her in the eye. "Any regrets?" he asked, and then ran his tattooed hand through his own hair - the water keeping it out of his face.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Lt.Com. Vivian Martin | Dr. Nicander's Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
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She tried to be careful as they moved, seeing as it was a rather awkward motion to begin with, and to savour every precious second of the moment, when Lucan said something that made Vivian's eyes shoot open comically wide. And she shared a nervous chuckle with him, before she bit her lower lip, almost about to ask him just how quick the Theurgy's rumour mill was in comparison to the Resolve's, which was fairly lax, seeing as almost everyone was as open as a Denobulan about their relationships and fraternization. Their experiences in Hell Sector shaped them into a tightly knit crew...a family. Such as her friendship with Suq.

She gave another short, soft laugh at his follow-up remark about their first meeting, and she finally muttered softly against his neck, letting her breath tickle the skin, “I'm...I'm sure...uh...it'll be mundane to them.” I hope, was the unspoken last part of her stuttered response. Indeed, she hadn't a very good impression on Thea's crew, so far, and she could only guess at the rumour mill's efficiency and speed here. Based on Lucan's statement, she had a feeling that it was quite potent. So when he asked her if she had any regrets, basking in the sensation of his touch in her hair, what could she say honestly?

“I regret nothing.” One palm rested on his chest, another on his shoulder, and she gently crushed her lips against his.

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Dr. Nicander | Officers Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Triage 
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Hearing her statement, Lucan couldn’t help but wonder if it was made in the general sense, or specifically in regard to what had just happened between them. The feeling of relief that he hadn't gotten both himself and Martin into trouble by letting it go as far as it did was almost equal to the development itself.

Yet another part of him was both enjoying and fearing the fact of her resourceful intelligence, like enjoying the warmth of a fire. If she were to get too close, however, she might burn him. He had to be careful, lest she'd compromise his endeavor to help the crew by discovering what he really was. There was no telling what she may have learned beyond Romulan Space. What methods she'd learned to perceive a threat to the crew around her. She had not only offered a tactic to stave off the interceptors that had been chasing the Resolve, using an overclocked repulsor beam both propel the ship and halting the swarm behind them. Next, he'd read that she used her experience to enlist the help from a rare alien that had come aboard to help getting the Theurgy to maximum warp with only three functioning nacelles.

Indeed, there was no telling what she might learn if she put her mind to the parasitic threat.

This, he thought, watching her while they kissed. Her eyes closed, his open, until he dismissed the risk for the time being. He shifted in the bath water, pulling her closer, and kissed her more thoroughly. His hands ran over her body, the essential oils pearling on her skin, and he realized she was quickening to her closeness. It begged a certain question.

"Can you afford to stay a while longer, or do you work long into the night?" he murmured against her lips. The demands on people in their position were high, and the respite found often brief.
 

Re: Day 02 [2030 hrs.] Meeting in the Myriad

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[ Lt.Com. Vivian Martin | Dr. Nicander's Quarters | Deck 10 | Vector 02 | USS Theurgy ] Attn: @Auctor Lucan
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Don't over think things Vivian reminded herself in between kissing and going for another round with the vigorous and energetic doctor, even as they eased themselves into the comforting waters. Don't get in too deep. Just have fun, enjoy the moment, move on. Mantra she'd tried to live by, broken with Lynn, then put back in place firmer than ever after everything that transpired at the Starbase.

She didn't want to lose herself into anything, lest her mind began to build her personal city of despair. The streets of false hope would pave the way around that city. When they came back to Federation Space, freedom was just within her grasp, and they were thrust back into hell, but now in their own home turf. Her twin brother had no idea where she was or how she was. She never even got a chance to send off a message. She had so many...No! DON'T overthink things! Focus on the now. Right here. Enjoy the moment...oooh...that...that's incredible!

She moaned, softly, and then louder, demanding more. Yes, this she can do.

Let her mind go. Letting the bath water soak her skin, lubricate them both, she dug her nails into his back, gripping him tightly, though her fingers slipped with the motions by both of them. And she looked into his eyes when he asked her if she could stay a little longer, and she smiled at him, “I...I think I can spare...a little more...time.”

She could spare little more than that in words as she felt him filling her and bringing her to a climax, and she could do little more than moan and cry in delight.
 
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