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It's Not a Wedding without Drama

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in It’s Not a Wedding without Drama

Posted by Lieutenant Cara Esmé Mardusk (Counselor / Education Specialist) in It’s Not a Wedding without Drama

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Gravel Mardusk (Chief of Security) in It’s Not a Wedding without Drama

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“Alright there is food waitin’!” Ronan yelled, “and drinks! And well, by the looks of it, I think the newlyweds need ta find their own way back. We’ll understand if yer late.” Everyone laughed and pilled into cars and sliders. Leaving a large limo behind. Cara looked up into his green eyes, “I think we were just ordered ta be alone together for as long as we want.”

Cara

“Well, we can’t disobey an order, now can we?” he said. He slowly lifted her off the ground and looked deep in her eyes. “Now the question is… where can we go to break this marriage in properly?” and he kissed her long and slow.

Gravel

She loved being in his arms like that. Her arms went around him, and if it was possible she got even closer. It was a long time before Cara answered him. “Well, there is a sizeable cave behind the falls, but no way ta get ta it without gettin’ in the water. Or we can take the limo back ta the Pods.” Her eyes danced at him, “Either way I’m remindin’ ya ta remind me ta get outta this dress.”

Cara

He considered the cave for a long moment, but then decided against it. Turning around, he carried to the limousine. As the door slid closed behind them, Gravel’s lips were on hers and his hands began find every part of her dress that was loose enough for a hand to slide in. Only once did he stop kissing her, and then just long enough to say “I love you, Cara…” and then the kissing started all over.

Gravel

“I love you too, Grah-VEL,” her lilt danced over his name. By the time they made it back to the Pods, Cara was cursing whomever designed the dress uniforms. They were not supportive to a new wife’s wandering hands. They made it into the Pod in parade of kisses and embraces. Cara paused long enough to order Hall and Oats outside.

She stepped back from him long enough to reach behind her, pull down the zipper and let the dress pool at her feet.

Lt. Mardusk, counselor

Gravel grinned and said “I will never not enjoy that.” and green hands started to undo the numerous fastenings and closures of the dress uniform. It took only a few seconds for him to say “Screw this…” and the RIIIIPPPPP went the seams of the tunic as he tore the top off and threw it aside, grabbing Cara and lifting her up and pressing her to him; desperate need for her touch obliterating any other thought.

Gravel

“I will never get tired of seeing that.” Cara laughed, it was sultry and delighted as the tunic got ripped. “And I will never get tired of this,” she murmured against his lips as he lifted her. She took advantage of the removed tunic, as desperate for his touch as he was for hers, but she was in no rush. She absolutely was taking advantage of not having to show up to the reception any time in the next few hours.

Cara

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