Flying High [18+]

Posted on 12 Sep 2014 @ 11:09pm by Chief Warrant Officer 3 Lamar Darius & Crewman Ash Rowe & Petty Officer 1st Class Victarion Jaqen
Edited on on 13 Sep 2014 @ 2:21am

3,782 words; about a 19 minute read

Mission: Episode 06 - Legend of Souls
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 6, Rowe's Quarters
Timeline: MD 09, 1305 hours

[ON]

The Flight Control department's meeting had just let out and Lamar had bolted out of the Deck 4 office like a bat out of hell. He wasn't the first one to have left so quickly, however, and he had taken his fellow pilot Rowe's cue to leave and departed practically in tow with her in order to escape the weirdness which had just ensued inside of the room. Now, seeing Ash heading off wherever she was going, Lamar wasn't quite sure what he should be doing right now and called out to her. "Hey! Rowe... slow down."

Ash glanced back over her shoulder to him, the long, blonde plait her hair was in swinging with the movement. "Really? Promise you won't go all weird on me?" she arched an eyebrow and pointed her finger at him as if a gun. Her superior or not, she'd had enough odd for one day.

"I couldn't get that weird if I tried, trust me," he answered with an amused smirk. "I'm still trying to get that whole image out of my head," he admitted but with a bit of shame since the cadet was technically his newest trainee and therefore his responsibility. "The kid has a lot to learn, I guess. Stroking tribbles and shit in the middle of the meeting..."

"His feeling of inferiority makes him eager to please," she replied without thinking before grimacing with a sigh. "Sorry, I wasn't peaking," she lifted her hands. "It's just all kind of there in him. I'm kind of thinking you probably don't even need to be a Betazoid to get that."

Lamar shrugged innocently but in truth he'd forgotten the young blond woman in front of him was a Betazoid. Her blue eyes were probably the main reason why, but nevertheless he made a mental note to remember that for future reference. "I keep forgetting that about you," he admitted. "But yeah, I sort of get the feeling he was breast fed too long as a child."

"Oh, man! Come on!" she shook her hands as she jogged at his side with the image, closing her eyes tight as she shivered. "That's it! I'm definitely going into the shower now..."

He gave her a sideways grin accompanied by a light chuckle. "TMI?" he jested as his mind began to wander. The idea of a shower sounded much-needed and he was jealous that Rowe was actually able to access one. The shower in his own enlisted quarters had been overrun with tribbles about a day ago, and it wasn't operating properly anymore especially now thanks to the ship-wide orange alert.

"You have a shower? That works?" he asked with perked eyebrows. "Can I...use it? Mine's been down over twenty-four hours now."

"Sure," Ash grinned at the prospect of being able to do something for the Master Warrant Officer for a change. "Me and my roomie have been doing our best to keep those things out. No idea if it's worked or not, but the shower's still going. I tell you what...you put in a good word for me on my next report, and I won't even charge you..."

"Done deal," Lamar quickly replied with a friendly and thankful squeeze on her shoulder. "You're a lifesaver, you know that? I was about to start going to the arboretum and taking baths in the big pond with all the ducks." He shook his head at the crazy thought but he was actually prepared to do it if for no other reason than to get the smell of tribble dander off his body. "Lead the way."

Ash laughed, contemplating the practicalities of bathing in a fake pond on the way to her quarters. "Victarion's on shift," she assured as she led him into the small, shared room, nodding towards the bathroom. "It's not much, but it's home...and it can make you feel clean after all the weird and bad thoughts."

Her quarters looked pretty much exactly like his own save the personalized decorations and increased tidiness. But Lamar's mind wasn't exactly focused on her room's amenities, and instead he had already pulled his uniform jacket up over his head almost as soon as he'd entered her living area. "Not bad..." he mumbled, then untugged his sweaty and sticky red undershirt up over his head to reveal his bare torso. His Marine Corps physique was still present with his defined pecs and arm tone, and it was littered with several SFMC tattoos as well as a few battle scars he'd accumulated over the years from his service. "So. Can I go first?" he asked with a sheepish grin while working to remove his belt and kick off his boots.

Ash just about managed to not let her mouth drop open at the show. Instead, she bit her lip as she looked him up and down, a brow lifting with something between surprise and appreciation. "Sure thing, hon, unless you want to go together," she gave a half smile, nodding to his physique as if it were the only explanation she needed for the words.

He did a rather obvious double-take after hearing her offer, looking back at her then towards the shower a couple times with a bit of surprise. "I always thought Fleeters were on the prude side," he winked, giving her his own set of wandering eyes as he pondered her intentions. He briefly wished his was a Betazoid like her so he could read her thoughts, but either way, he didn't mind. He was used to showering in multi-sex facilities for over ten years in the Corps, and it was a nice change of pace. "Let's go. After you, sweet thing," he added while holding out his hand towards the bathroom and waiting for her to undress.

"Ha!" she laughed, stripping her jacket off on the way to the small bathroom, stripping down easily before letting her hair out of the plait so she could wash it too. She slipped inside, shivering for a moment before getting it going. "I was sure you'd say no, but not even a blush. Maybe I should be offended," she gave a teasing look, scooting to the side to give him room to sidle in beside her.

Lamar had been in the process of removing his pants and socks when he watched her undress, and the sight was nothing less than spectacular. He had always found her to be attractive, but the Starfleet uniform hadn't really done her toned body justice in his opinion. Now, seeing her fully nude, he had a new appreciation for her which he had a bit of trouble controlling.

"...No...I'm just a bit... Well, you know. First time seeing you naked and all." He followed her into the shower and stood next to her in the small confines, but despite his best attempt he couldn't prevent himself from being visibly aroused below the waist. "Sorry," he grinned, this time with embarrassment that he tried to hide. "You're...pretty stunning. I never realized."

Ash positively grinned at the reaction. There was clearly nothing to be sorry about as far as she was concerned. "You made my day," she assured with a warm smile, turning so the front of her body brushed close to his. She reached up, sliding her hand around the back of his neck. "Let's face it, it's been a pretty crap one," she pressed a kiss to his jaw with a sigh. Hell, she needed to unwind before she ended up blowing a fuse and earning herself a reprimand. "Let's make it better."

Taking a deep breath while feeling his heart thumping between the combination of soothing sonic shower waves and now Ash's affections and desires, he simply nodded his head. Thoughts of his girlfriend briefly passed through his head but were quickly repressed by his primal subconscious desire. It wasn't his fault, really. No hetero man could refuse an offer like the one she had just made, and he wasn't about to turn her down while his large member was now throbbing and rubbing against her belly. "Yeah...lets," he managed to weakly reply before leaning down to kiss her while his hands reached around behind her to stroke the back of her neck, down to her spine, then cup her curvy butt and gently fondle it with his large hands. Before he knew it, he had instinctively lifted her up by the back of her legs and pressed her back against the shower wall with her thighs straddled around his waist while he began to passionately kiss her.

Ash moaned against his lips, kissing back with her own need as she held onto him tightly, her nails digging into his back with how hard she clutched onto him with her want. She wrapped her legs around his body, her thighs clamping tight around him as if to stop him from pulling away. Maybe she'd regret in the morning, but she doubted it, and either way, she didn't care. He was hot, and she was wound tight. She rocked her hips up tight to his, writhing them slowly to feel the friction of flesh on flesh, tempting him, but there was no doubt he was in control, for the moment at least, and the knowledge made her already flushed skin burn with deeper sensation.

Lamar closed his eyes and succumbed to the heat of the moment, returning her affections with equal vigor while also exploring as much of her body as he could with his hands and mouth. He slowly broke off the kiss for a short moment then bent his head down to tend to the side of her neck and tops of her breasts with his lips. Her nipples were pert and erect, and he managed to lift her up a little further in order to wrap his mouth around one of them and suck tenderly on it. "..mm.." he managed to mumble while at the same time feeling her hips slowly gyrating against his his own and the tip of his large shaft being teased by her tight opening.

Gasping out at the attention, Ash watched him with darkened blue eyes, the sparks from his ministrations throbbing deep, making her hips nudge forward in need. Her back arched in sheer pleasure as she pushed up to the mouth, her hand clasping at the back of his neck before her nails ran up onto his short hair. "Inside," she breathed with a smile, her thighs squeezing him with determination.

He didn't need to be told twice and he was pretty sure he was about as anxious as she was for some wild intercourse. Adjusting his waist and moving her slightly to put her in the proper position, he then quickly lowered her onto his thick member until he felt the head buried deep inside and pressing firmly against her cervix. Her young body was so tight and slippery that he let out a soft groan of delight while also feeling her insides being stretched to accommodate his girth. Slowly at first, he began to pump in and out of her, then his motions became more violent as he pressed her back even harder against the wall and began to pound his hips into hers.

Ash's moans were pure satisfaction as she finally got it, a smile on her lips at getting what she wanted and needed. Her eyes closed tight with pleasure as she tipped her head back against the wall, crying out with each hard thrust, the sounds becoming louder and more desperate with the growing, coiling heat and exhilaration running through her. Her slick body moved against him as much as he let her, her body pulsing around the hot flesh deep inside of her, her nails digging into him as the pleasure burned hotter. "More! F--k, more..."

"By all that is holy, what are you doing in the shower?!" Victarion's eyes widened as he stood in the doorway of the bathroom. He hadn't heard the shower. In truth, after the paperwork covered in tribbles, he hadn't even thought to listen. But...here he was. Watching, with shock, his room mate getting nailed by Darius. And rather hard too. A lot. A really, really lot.

Paling, Victarion turned and walked out of the room, sitting down on his bunk. He covered his face with his hands, trying to will the images out of his brain.

With his back turned towards the bathroom door and completely distracted by the current sex with Ash, Lamar didn't even hear or register her roommate's sudden presence in her quarters. Instead, he simply kept thrusting into her, harder and harder with more vigor and increasingly loud grunts. He dipped his head down and let their foreheads touch as he increased the pace to a furious level, and the sounds of hips and thighs clopping together echoed loudly throughout the entire room. He could feel he was getting close, and it wouldn't be but a few more moments until he climaxed.

Ash, however, had heard the voice, her eyes opening to the words as she grabbed on tight to Lamar's shoulder, her body jumping....but before she could try and stop, he pushed her further into her pleasure, making her cry out with how close she was, her head falling back as her legs tightened around him in her need to keep him close. She came hard, gasping out with it, a near scream escaping as her body tightened and shivered against him.

Victarion covered his ears, lying down on his bed as he let out a breath. This was just...way too much info. If it wasn't for the fact he had taken his shirt off as he was changing, he would have legged it. But running away, with tribbles everywhere, shirtless. No. No, no, no. And he really didn't want to hear Ash and Lamar.

When Ash came, Lamar wasn't far behind. He could feel her inner walls contracting and spasming around his girth which drove him wild, and he let out a loud cry of his own as he spewed his seed all inside of her with methodical bodily squirts. "Oohhh...shiiittt!" he yelled while leaning his own head back and grinding his teeth together. Several more hard thrusts ensued before he was finally finished, after which he let out several panted breaths and released his grip on her thighs to let her legs down so her feet could touch the floor tiles. He slowly began to recover and catch his breath, and he looked into her pretty eyes with a glazed look and gave her a light kiss on the lips. "Damn that was good..."

"Hell yes," she laughed breathlessly, stretching her arm up over her head with a sigh, leaning against the shower wall, letting it clean her off with a moan. "It's alright, Victarion! It's safe now!" she called through, unsure whether she wanted to laugh or cover her face.

Lamar quickly looked back over his shoulder, unsure of who Ash was talking to or why. He didn't hear anyone talking or see anyone from his limited view of the main room, and turned back to Ash with a perplexed look. "Huh? Who are you talking to?"

"I am never, ever having sex again! Ever!" Victarion called out, taking a shaky breath as he remained curled up on his bed. "Seven hells..."

Quickly looking back at Rowe with strained and confused eyes, Lamar shook his head to try and understand what was happening. "...Who the hell was that?" he asked her. "I thought you said your roommate was out for the shift?"

"He was!" Ash called out loud enough for both of them to hear. She grabbed a towel, throwing one to Lamar before covering herself quickly with the other, and despite her cocky attitude, she was actually blushing. "That's what happens when you skive!"

"Well... oh well," Lamar replied with a light uncaring shrug while also taking the offered towel from Ash and wrapping it around his waist. "We're all adults, right?" he added with a smirk, obviously not too concerned about the peeper. Part of living with roommates was learning to deal with their sex-capades. At least it had been during Lamar's previous experience.

The warrant officer proceeded to walk out of the bathroom and into the main room where he paused and looked around, then quickly spotted Victarion lying on his bunk looking less-than-pleased. He recognized the man as one of Galileo's yeoman, and a suddenly and quick request popped into his head.

"Hey man. Sorry to disturb you but...do you have a uniform I can borrow?" he asked while motioning to his nude toweled frame which was in need of red-collared attire. His old sweaty and sticky tribble-dander-laden uniform lay sprawled across the floor near the door where he had first left it, and he no intention of putting it back on after just having a rather delightful shower.

Victarion sat up, looking at him for a long moment. "You're built like a brick shithouse, man," he said, his skin flushed as he shook his head, looking away from him. "I'm sorry, I...I am going," he reached for a clean shirt, shaking a tribble out of it before putting it on, quickly. He was not embarrassed for the nudity. No, it was the...sex. It was the sex he had witnessed, that...he had never expected.

"No, come on, Tarion..." Ash reached out, touching his arm with a smile. "I'm sorry...I thought you were away for hours yet. Don't run off, we'll behave now, see? He wants to get clothes on...."

"Ash, he has as much chance of wearing my clothes as he has wearing yours," he said as he met her eyes, a weak smile on his lips. "I just...good on you and all that...but I am going to go back and pretend I can work with tribbles over the desk."

Lamar appreciated the roommate's compliment about his physique but also couldn't help but notice that he's just retrieved a new crisp uniform for himself and had ignored his request.

"Can you let me borrow a uniform? Is that okay...? I'll get it washed and pressed before I bring it back, promise." Lamar repeated the same request again though this time a bit more diplomatically. Apparently something was bothering the petty officer and Lamar wasn't quite sure what it was. Maybe jealousy? Had he had eyes on Ash this whole time yet had never said anything and was now angry to see her getting with another, more veteran man?

"Er...." Ash bit her lip, glancing to Victarion before half turning against Lamar, touching his chest lightly. "Honey, I think Tarion doubts you can fit into his uniform, what with you being so....wide," she tapped his worked out chest with a soft chuckle, looking to Victarion with a fond smile. "Victarion goes for the languid beauty sort of look."

Hearing Ash's explanation then glancing at the thinner-framed yeoman then back down to his own torso, Lamar eventually realized what she was trying to say and couldn't help but give another of his signature light shrugs. "Guess you're right.." he mumbled, but then realized he was now facing the possibility of walking back to his quarters half-naked amongst the deep tribble infestation. He wasn't too thrilled about that idea and instead wanted to take his chances if possible. "Well can I try one on anyway? Just to get back to my room?" he suggested.

Victarion grabbed one and threw it at him, taking a shaky breath. "Do whatever you want. Just...yeah....whatever." He lookde at Ash, his skin still an interesting shade of red. "I'll come back after my shift. If it's okay," he said before leaving, walking quickly. This had a whole new range of uncomfortable. Oddly, the whole...facing them after hearing them had been more unbearable than witnessing the...act.

The chief tried his best to pull Jaqen's loaned undershirt over his head, but as much as he tried, he couldn't get the fabric to stretch enough for the width of his shoulder. Giving it a frustrated series of tugs, a sudden loud 'rip' sounded and Lamar looked down at the inseam of the arm which had just split in half. "...Really?" he sighed, then pulled the shirt back off which resulted in even more loud rips. He threw the ruined uniform piece back on the man's bed, then turned around and looked at Ash. "Well shit. Is your replicator working?"

Ash laughed, covering her mouth and biting her lip to try and hide it as she watched with innocent eyes instead. "You can try it...but last time I ordered coffee I was presented with a plate of something that looked like worms. Give it a go though. If not, you might have to borrow my dressing-gown. Might not be your style, but at least you wouldn't be naked!"

Walking up to the replicator, Lamar tapped on the console and queued up his requested uniform size and coloration. He silently prayed he could get some proper attire but Ash's warning didn't give him much confidence. After a few seconds of waiting, a neatly-pressed blue-collared uniform appeared causing Lamar to let out a frustrated sigh. Maybe it was at least the right size?

He quickly picked up the fabrics and unfolded them to watch them dangle in front of him, then gave a grunt of approval when he noticed they miraculously would fit him. "Half bad is better than all bad," he whispered to himself as he quickly dressed then turned back around to Ash with a grin. "Doctor Darius, reporting for duty." He couldn't help but chuckle, then walked close to Ash to give her a wet kiss on the lips and a slap on her butt. "I have to get a new uni then report back to the shuttlebay to train the new kid... Catch you later I guess?"

Ash jumped with the slap, but laughed softly, nodding with shining eyes. She knew what it was, and was comfortable with that. She wasn't the type to get awkward after a consensual 'one night stand' they'd both needed before they went full on mad. She winked, putting her dressing gown on now she knew that Lamar wouldn't need to don the silk garment. "Yes, Doctor..."

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MWO Lamar Darius
Chief Support Craft Pilot
USS Galileo
[PNPC Saalm]

CN Ash Rowe
Support Craft Pilot
USS Galileo
[PNPC Blake]

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Petty Officer 1st Class Victarion Jaqen
Yeoman
USS Galileo
[PNPC Markos]

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