Social Intercourse

Posted on 16 Apr 2016 @ 9:54pm by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm & Lieutenant JG Drusilla McCarthy

2,850 words; about a 14 minute read

Mission: Episode 10 - Symposium
Location: USS Galileo - Deck 1, Saalm's Quarters
Timeline: MD 82 - 2240 hrs

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With the lights dimmed and dark shadows playing throughout Lirha's quarters, the Orion now stood nude in her bedroom in front of Jesra. Her green arms were wrapped around her protruding belly, for she was strangely shy about showing her new frame to her partner...but as she stared intently at Jesra, she felt herself being comforted by the presence of an old and accepting friend.

Ever so slowly, Lirha's arms and hands spread from her stomach and came to rest on either side of her hips as she revealed her pregnant silhouette. "Do you like me like this?" she asked in a soft voice, obviously a bit uncomfortable with her new body.

Jesra had kept her own clothes on, she'd begun to recognise the change in Lirha's attitude from confidence to shyness as they had entered her room. In most circumstances two lovers undressing would be part of a sensual play but in this case she'd realised how it meant more.

Jesra just wordlessly studied the Orion woman, her eyes moving across the new curves of her hips before taking in the girth of her belly. Where before Lirha's body had been graceful curves, once which the human woman had spent hours ingraining in her mind, this time was different.

Parts of the skin puckered where stretch marks had formed from the stretch of skin. If she hesitated a guess, she thought that maybe the alien was four or five months into her pregnancy given her size.

Moments passed as Jesra just looked, watched and analysed giving nothing away. "How does it feel?"

"I feel...pregnant?" Lirha smiled a bit at the light-hearted joke, but really couldn't put into words the experience. "I feel hungry. All the time. And sore, and...large."

Jesra laughed as she moved away from where she stood, hesitating for a moment before touching the other woman, "May I?" Her hand indicated towards the Orion's abdomen.

"You may," Lirha answered with a nod. The freighter captain would be the first to give her such a touch and she hoped it would help her feel more intimate.

Stepping in closer, Jesra placed a cool hand against the Orion's skin. Laughing as she felt the alien jump a little, the freighter Captain waited a moment more before feeling the warmth of the skin deep into her hand. "Is the baby awake now?"

"One of them, most likely." Lirha smiled softly at the revelation of not one, but two baby Saalms that were residing within her.

The mound of the Orion's abdomen was smaller than she had expected. Jesra wasn't used to pregnant women but always had this image of a blooming stomach which stuck out infront of any pregnant woman coming her way.

"One of them?" She wasn't slow...the freighter Captain just wanted to ensure that she had heard right.

Lirha stepped closer to Jesra and reached up to wrap her arms around the back of her neck. "Twins," she clarified with a soft and sultry voice before rising on her toes to kiss her deeply on the lips.

It took a brief moment for Jesra to respond to the kiss as she tried to take on the information. Two babies...she was opening herself to becoming Lirha's wife and the mother to twins....Was she insane?

The owns physical responce overwrote the mental on as the freighter Captain's arms moved around Lirha's waist and fitted their bodies in harder against the other. Her lips played and teased against those of her rekindled lover. She hadn't realised how she missed the alien's taste...it made her want for more.

"..Mmm..." Lirha's heart fluttered a bit as she traced her tongue around the Human's and began to lap gently at it. After a few short moments of foreplay, Lirha broke off the kiss with a wet slop and slid her hands down to Jesra's supple bottom. "Come to bed with me," she whispered before turning towards the large mattress in her quarters and taking her hand to pull her along.

If Lirha hadn't been holding her hand, Jesra would have been more inclined to hold back and enjoy the view. Pregnancy had only worked to enhance the Orion's body. Each curve was now more defined with her skin and general aroma being almost enhanced. She was a different woman but the same...

Tugging the hand to stop Lirha before she reached the bed, the freighter Captain tugged the woman's body back to hers. "Slow down my dear...the rules haven't changed from before...I'm sure that you remember...or do you need a refresher first...."

Lirha blinked, seemingly oblivious. "...Rules?"

Jesra trailed the tip of a finger down the length of Lirha's spine as she leaned in and very softly kissed the side of the Orion's neck. "Don't pretend that you don't remember my dear...."

Try as she might, the rear admiral was drawing a blank. "Jesra, that was so long ago," she softly laughed. "Years, in fact." Hopefully her friend didn't object. "And I must admit, I am used to being the one who makes the rules."

"That will be a problem here my love...." Drawing the woman's body in against hers, Jesra looked down into Lirha's eyes, "...because if you throw back your memory, to just a year and a half ago, in my bed you were never in control."

"Yes, that much I remember," Lirha grinned with an accompanying nod. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath to inhale Jesra's scent, she then began to tug at the bottom of her shirt to loosen it from her belt. "Well I suppose you can be the captain for tonight. But, you are overdressed and not in your proper...'uniform'." The twinkle in Lirha's irises was unmistakable as the edges of her lips slowly curled upwards.

Smiling as both her hands slide down the length of Lirha's arms, Jesra captured a wrist in each hand before pinning the Captain's hands behind her back. "No my dear...if you want love, you'll have to take the acceptance with it that when we are behind closed doors, your body belongs to me. Your every need, your every want will always be satisfied...but it will be on my terms."

The Orion felt twinges of excitement jolt through her after being restrained. She knew Jesra would always make good on her word and it was too much of a tantalizing offer to refuse. Lirha looked up into her brown eyes and nodded to convey her sign of submission to the freighter captain. "As you wish," she whispered.

As she saw the submission in the Orion's eyes, Jesra leaned in to teasingly rub their lips together, tempting and teasing until she felt Lirha part her lips. "Good girl...if you want me in uniform you are going to need to help...." The freighter Captain dropped he hold on the alien's wrists so she could comply.

Lirha was happy to oblige and reached to her partner's collar to begin to undo some of the fasteners on her flight suit. She then unzipped the front of it rather slowly and sensually while letting her eyes settle on the large cleavage which came into view. Each one of her green hands moved back up to her collar where she helped to push the fabric off of her shoulders and down her arms. A long kiss on Jesra's lips provided an extra touch while the Orion's hands moved down towards her waist to unbuckle her belt.

Jesra's hand moved to stop Lirha again as she deepened the kiss, taking a moan that vibrated through the Orion's body into her own.

The freighter Captain transferred her hold so as one of her hands pinned both of Lirha's hands together. Her free hand moved to her back as she made swift work of disposing of her back, allowing her naked chest to press in against the Orions; the touch of their warm skin sending sparks through hr body as the fire in the pit of her stomach stirred.

Feeling a pleasant twinge in between her legs, Lirha reveled at the sensation of Jesra so close to her. It had been so very long since they had last enjoyed each other's company, and she was desperate to be with her once again. "...Lay with me...please?" Lirha half-begged with a groan of desire.

Jesra smiled as she heard the woman's plead...it was this that which had attracted Jersa to this effervescent of a woman. Behind the lively and dominating personality hid a woman who cried out for someone to look after her...to love her...to completely and utterly posses her.

Moving her hand to behind the Orion's neck, Jesra loosened the pins holding Lirha's hair as she used her fingers to encourage the strands to fall down over the alien's naked shoulders. "I intend to take my time...to relearn your new body...there's no rush my love."

"Miss Moore," Lirha protested with a stern look. She shook her head from side to side to allow her now-loose hair to flow down past the tops of her green shoulders. "I am aroused...there is a rush. Do not tease me too much," she mischievously warned. The power play for the bedroom rights was now in full swing.


2 hours later...

Lirha stifled a sleepy yawn while pulling her comforter tightly over both her and Jesra. Curled up next to the Human, Saalm now held her close with an affection arm wrapped around her neck while her waist lay pressed against one of her thighs. Twinges of pleasant ecstasy still lingered inside of her -- it had been a most delightful experience and she was now quite satisfied.

"I think I need a shower," she whispered, feeling sticky and sweaty. "And maybe something to eat."

Jesra found herself smiling as she tightened the arm around Lirha's waist. "Or you could go back to sleep...you seem to need it."

It sounded like a good offer and the Orion was happy to accept it...on one condition. "Will you cook breakfast and run a bath for me in the morning?" She sweetened the request with a series of soft and tender kisses against the side of Jesra's neck.

Laughing as she tilted her head, capturing the Captain's lips in a soft and sensual kiss, Jesra's fingers caressed her lovers back ever so slightly. "Since when did I take on the role of slave my dear? I'll expect some...favours in return."

One of Lirha's hands traveled down in between the captain's legs. Her sharp nails slowly grazed the inside of her upper high with slow circles in a teasing manner. "What kind of favors?" she asked in a sultry voice before letting the tips of her fingers begin to play with Jesra's soft folds.

The curve of Jesra's lips grew broader "Careful my dear...don't start anything that you can't finish..."


Twenty Minutes Later...

Jesra laughed softly against the Orion's lips, savor in the taste of her with each kiss that they scared. Her hand moved to brush Lirha's loosened hair back from her face as the freighter Captain just watched her eyes for the briefest of moments. "So is this the reward I can expect for delivering you breakfast in bed? I must say...I might have to arrange it for every morning."

"It can be arranged. But it must be fresh-cooked, not replicated. I am lucky to have my own kitchen for this reason," answered Lirha. Along with cooking every morning, she knew she would be getting exceedingly more hungry as the months passed, which meant that having someone to prepare her meals for her was even more important. "It is a wife's duty to cook for her spouse, after all," she mused.

Jesra sat up in the bed as she studied the woman a little more closely. She should have realized that at some point the Orion element would show through. "In that same argument my dear...you will be my wife so it would equally be your duty to cook for me. Lirha...you know we well enough to know I'm not a housewife. While I understand your pregnancy and the extra care you will need, you can't try to change me."

Lirha frowned then shook her head with a light laugh. "I asked for you to cook breakfast for me...not be a 'housewife'." Maybe something had gotten lost in translation, for she was unsure how the mention of preparing meals had snowballed into domestic servitude. "Do you really think I would confine you to quarters?"

Jesra laughed as she leaned forward, tugging Lirha gently so she sat across the freighter captain's lap; being careful not to hurt the Orion nor the babies she carried within. "I fully expect you would try....I imagine it would involve handcuffs and chains. Knowing you you'd hand me a toothbrush to scrub the floors and deny me any sexual pleasures until you deemed my cooking and cleaning perfection." To show how she teased, the woman leaned in to gently nip at Lirha's neck.

"Hmm..." Now that the idea had been presented, it didn't seem half-bad. "That sounds fun," Lirha mused. "I am sure Snuffles and Belle would like to have your company."

Laughing as she nipped at Lirha's neck once more, Jesra finally moved out of the bed as she moved towards the Captain's cooking area. "Handcuffs and chains you might get my dear but don't be pushing your luck. Snuffles and Belle will have more than enough company in the months still to come."

The rear admiral wondered what Jesra was now up to. A midnight snack, maybe? "I wondered if it would have best to have two targs instead of one, to keep each other company. They are pack animals, afterall, and prefer social bonds." At the same time, she wasn't sure how much maintenance they would be when she first adopted Snuffles, and she didn't particularly want to have to come home from duty every evening to trashed quarters because they had become bored and overly-curious.

As she browsed the Orion's food offerings, Jesra's mind momentary changed to food options before she managed a responce. "I think that perhaps you may need to be more worried about how the targs will react with the introduction of the children. Jealously could be abound."

"The adoption guide mentioned that they make good companions for children," replied Lirha with a light shrug. "They are very loyal creatures if raised properly." So far Snuffles was behaving and decently housebroken. At least, so she thought.

"But at the moment they are little more than babies themselves? Will they take well to being replaced, nolonger being the youngest of the pack and having to share attention?" Jesra begun to wonder what precisely she had left herself in for.

Saalm let out a soft laugh and rolled invitingly on her side to watch the Human. "You worry too much. Are you going to bring me food, or tease me some more?" Lirha's stomach was now rumbling and she was hungry.

Laughing again at the Orion's words, Jesra pulled out what food she could find, throwing then together in a pan and making a makeshift omelette of sorts. "My dear, wouldn't you worry if you'd uprooted your life for a pregnant Orion woman? Becoming a partner and a mother f sorts hadn't ever been in my plans before."

Silently, Lirha pondered Jesra's predicament. Sometimes she became so absorbed with her own life and needs that she neglected to fully think about how her desires might affect others in her personal life. It was not one of her better character traits, and though she often was able to use her assertiveness to her advantage, perhaps she needed to be a bit more considerate.

"I suppose. Yes," she answered, her eyes looking at the damp bed sheets that she lay upon. "I...am sorry. I am excited to have you with me," she weakly smiled. "I do not want to turn you into someone who you are not. I promise I will do everything I can to keep you happy."

As she moved the food back to the plates, Jesra balanced the delph and cutlery between both hands. Leaning over, the woman ever so lightly kissed her lover's lips before placing a plate in her hand, "One day at a time my love. If this is meant to be, we will make it work."

The Orion looked up at the Human and fluttered her eyelashes at her, quite happy and content with how the night had turned out. The bestp art was the small food tray that had been laid in her lap, and Lirha returned the kiss with affection before grabbing her fork to cut into the omelette. "I think it will work just fine," she predicted in a muffled voice and a mouth full of eggs.

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RADM Lirha Saalm
Mission Advisor
USS Galileo

Jesra Moore
Freighter Captain
[PNPC McCarthy]

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