Date with Destiny - The Morning After

Posted on 10 Feb 2016 @ 10:02am by Lieutenant Wilhelm Von Haeften & Petty Officer 1st Class Rebecca Williams

1,519 words; about a 8 minute read

Mission: Episode 10 - Symposium
Location: USS Galileo, Chief Science Officer’s Quarters
Timeline: MD89 0534hours

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Wilhelm Von Haeften felt like he was on fire. The flames licking his body as he felt his skin blister and fracture from the heat, the fire intense, burning so hot.

The German opened his eyes with a start and flinched. Looking around, he noticed that he was in his room, and Rebecca was still curled up tightly next to him. He couldn’t help but smile, as the last time he had awoken, he did not find her comforting warmth there to greet him. But now, her body radiated heat that he could plainly feel. The German had discarded his pajamas shortly after Rebecca had fallen asleep, wanting to feel their skin against each other as they entwined their bodies and limbs. Amazingly, nothing else had happened the rest of the night, they did not stir, and they did not attempt to destroy each other’s bodies again. He noticed that his initial panicked flinches had awoken Rebecca.

Still lying at Wil’s side, Rebecca had been uncertain what to do. Concern and worry flooded her features as she had tried to shake Wil awake but instead it seemed to intensify the flinches before suddenly his eyes just opened.

Placing her arm over his waist, she pulled him in closer as her hand moved to gently stroke the base of his spine. Her head lay beside his as her eyes searched his, looking for reassurance that he was ok. “Meine liebe, are you ok?”

“Yes love.” he said, kissing her forehead. “I’m sorry to have worried you; it was just a bad dream. Sorry to wake you.” he looked at the chrono. It said 0534.

“When do you have to be at work?” Wil asked, groggy despite his dream.

Rebecca studied Wilhelm closer for another moment, trying to persuade herself that he was ok as her hands continued to gently caress his spine. There was nothing sexual in the motion, she just wanted the contact with him in a soothing means. “Not until sixteen hundred hours. Holiday has taken some time off so I’m reverting back to the normal shift pattern.”

“Scheisse*. If I had known, I’d have volunteered for Gamma shift so we could spend the day together here, just lying in bed, ‘til one of us couldn’t stand it and tried to have their way with the other.” he jossed.

Laughing, Rebecca pressed a soft kiss against Wil’s chin as she curled back in closer to his chest. “Unfortunately on the best of days it's hard for me to predict my shifts. I’m down for beta as that is when Holiday has his bridge duty but more often than not he will have other meetings and briefings happening earlier. I’m basically on call should the boss decide he needs me.”

Wil got up on his elbow to look into his love’s eyes, before kissing her.

“You tell the old man that I need you, he’ll let you go I’m sure...or blow a gasket.” Wil said with a smirk.

His smirk disappeared as a thought crossed his mind.

“Nuts. Hey hon, do you need to return to your quarters lest your roommate gets suspicious and starts asking too many questions before you and I are able to meet with the Skipper and tell him about…”us”?

Laughing Rebecca shook her head before moving her lips to ever so lightly kiss Wil’s. “David would be more suspicious if I was there. He's used to me being gone a lot for either work or for more personal matters and when I am around, he would be expecting that perhaps something more would happen...he isn't pushy by any means, it was just something I guess that we developed over time. If you want me to remain inconspicuous, it might be best that I just stay here out of David’s way.”

Wil kissed her on the cheek. An outside observer might think them lovestruck teenagers with the amount of kissing they do, but Wil could not help himself, she was just such a delight to kiss.

“As you like; I certainly won’t complain if you stay here longer.” Wil laughed, although his leg twitched and it hurt to remind him of their recent...activities.

He furrowed his brow as he thought again, unsure if the subject should be brought up or if it was far too soon for such talk.

“Hon...should you then...um...keep a spare uniform here, to change I mean, in case you wish to stay here again. I mean, you don’t have to...if you think it’s fast and uh…” he was starting to stammer as his nervousness grew.

Continuing her gentle caress of his leg, Rebecca watched Wil with interest as she tried to make light of his obvious discomfort. “Afraid that at the rate we are going, you'll end up with no clothes left?”

Wil laughed. “Something like that, liebling.”

Laughing lightly, Rebecca moved her free hand down to grasp Wil’s hand in hers before gently pressing a kiss to his knuckles. “I'll leave a uniform and spare set of clothes here if you're sure that you don't mind? If even just for piece of mind that I don't end up in the bosses bad books for tardiness again.”

“Hopefully he’ll just ask me if you need...disciplining. Petty Officer. I’ve got some physical training that’ll set you straight.” he joked

Rebecca felt her body grow warm at Wil’s obvious suggestion. She knew more than enough about what his discipline entailed. Pushing herself up on her elbow, the woman’s eyes glanced at the chrono before she leaned down to softly kiss Wil’s lips, lingering just a moment as she savoured his taste but pulling back before it lead to more. “How about you rest a little more while I arrange us some breakfast?

“There’s only one thing I would love more dear.” Wil said. He kissed the lady to inform her exactly what he meant.

As she felt the kiss deepen, Rebecca smiled against her lover's lips as her hand moved to caress his cheek. “I wonder what would happen if ever there was a forced absence on sex placed upon us. I'm not sure I'd trust myself to be around you.”

“That’s because you are an evil succubus who has chosen me as your victim and you’ll die unless you steal more of my life force.” he laughed, caressing the woman’s shoulder. “We could just make out like two kids with a curfew.”

Laughing gently, Rebecca leaned back into the caress as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the soothing movements. “Which succubus do you have me pinned for? Lilith, Mahalath, Naamah or…” The woman's forehead crinkled for a moment at she tried to recall the fourth name, “...Agrat Bat Mahlat?”

Wil wasn’t sure if it made him odd that he was immensely turned on when Rebecca talked of such things. He smiled at her. “You are most definitely Lilith, Queen of the Life-Drainers. That’s another reason I enjoy you so much; that mind of yours is even sexier than your looks, and that’s saying something my sweet.”

“The night or storm monster…suits given the forever darkness we live in here in space.” Looking over her shoulder, Rebecca eyes twinkled as she pressed a kiss to one of the hands on her shoulder, “the only difference here being Lilith refused to become subservient to Adam but somehow meine liebe you have gotten me to be subservient to you.”

“Have I? I thought it was the other way around…” he teased her.

Laughing, Rebecca brushed her cheek against her lover's hand before looking back around. “Well if that's the case, I order you to rest while I go see what food I can sort for breakfast.”

He sketched a salute while laying in bed.

“Jawoehl Frau Obermaat**!” he said obediently.

Smiling as she leaned in to kiss him ever so softly, Rebecca moved off of the bed, picking up the robe as she moved and dimming the lights to the bedroom. A smile highlighted her ruby red lips...reflecting the happiness she felt inside knowing that right now she wanted to be nowhere else...but most of all she wanted to be with noone else.

Wil smiled as well. For the first time in a long time, all seemed to be going right with the universe. At least it would be until he had to speak to the Old Man***. But that was another worry for another day. For now, all he could think about was the beautiful, intelligent woman who he cared for.


* Profane word for feces
** Aye Petty Officer! (Lit: Yes miss Senior Mate)
***Naval Slang: The Skipper


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Lieutenant JG Wilhelm Von Haeften
Cheif Science Officer
USS Galileo

&

Petty Officer 2nd Class Rebecca Williams
Yeoman to the Commanding Officer
USS Galileo

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