Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Sickbay

Posted by Lieutenant Julien Smith (Doctor) in Sickbay

Posted by Civilian Marishka (Lounge Host) in Sickbay
Seeing Julien’s green mismatched eyes in the lounge had snapped Marishka’s devious mind into overdrive. It was troublesome walking into someone else’s spider web but she had a plan for that too. After spending a considerable amount of time modifying her domain, she was glad to be out of the lounge for the moment. She stepped into sickbay all dangerous Orion curves and Klingon strength. Hopefully Doctor Smith would be available.

• Marishka

As soon as she stepped into the large sickbay a nurse zeroed in on her with a smile. “Dr. King is waiting for you in one of the suites, please follow me.” she said and led Marishka to a separate examination room with two biobeds that were empty. Julien was standing with the back to them at the terminal at the opposite side finishing up some work as it seemed.

The nurse left and the door swished shut behind Marishka. As soon as it did she saw Julien’s frame tense up and his deep baritone voice said “Computer, lock room and initiate security protocol Stark 3-beta.”
The computer beeped an affirmative and Julien turned around to face her. The expression in his green eyes were just as she remembered them. Gone was the tame doctor.

He forced his android limbs to lock in place, otherwise he would have crossed the distance to her in a few strides, picked her up against that door and… oh how he hungered for her touch, her passion, the true Marishka behind that ravishing exterior… but many months had gone by and they hadn’t separated on the best of terms. He could not presume that she still wanted him. He couldn’t help inhaling her scent though, and he made no effort to hide the fact as his nostrils flared. So many things to say, how to start..

“I’ve missed you Marishka.” he said. “We can talk openly, here, Stark’s protocol gives this room some extra protection.”

• Julien

Talking wasn’t the first thing on Marishka’s mind when she saw those fiery green eyes. It didn’t matter how long they had been separated or what burden he chose to torture himself with, the fire in Julien’s eyes, at that moment, Marishka felt would always belong to her.

She walked slowly towards him and stopped at the last second. Raising one hand, she slapped him hard.

“That is for the past.”

And how suitable that she had picked his left, human cheek to deliver the blow. Since Julien felt he’d deserved it for some reason, he welcomed the pain in that blow that was a lot stronger than from a merely human female. It was bittersweet, as the heat blooming on the skin of his cheek made him instantly feel more alive than he had since.... for a very long time, and it instantly spread to the rest of his body. It seemed she was picking up right where they’d left off, giving him acutely, and unquestionably exactly what he needed. How she always managed to do that - he had no clue.

Leaning in, she took him in her arms and kissed him deeply, passionately, this was for their future.

• Marishka

The kiss came so sudden, so unexpected that any logical thought left him for a while and he became a creature of pure sensation, soaking in every sensation his senses were able to deliver to him at once and in full scope. Her intoxicating scent became his oxygen, the familiar yet exotic taste of her lips his drug and the way their bodies melded into each other his universe.
When he regained a certain margin of conscious thought again, she was lying below him on the biobed and taking his immense weight as she always had - without seeming to notice it at all. He became aware that he hadn’t let go of her lips for a micro second, so he forced himself to do that now, to draw a deeper breath, but also to look into her silver eyes up close again.

His single unruly black lock had fallen into his forehead again and he gave her a naughty grin that made the dimple appear in his left cheek.
“I guess this means you’ve missed me too? A litte bit maybe?” he asked, mischief and red hot desire in his eyes.

• Julien