Posted by Ensign Jessica Lemann (Doctor) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours

Posted by Ensign Jessica Lemann (Doctor) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours

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“Let me help you out of those wet clothes,” he said as he lifted his head to look into her eyes with a small grin and turned for the bedroom. “I’d hate for you to catch a chill because I was distracting you.”

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO

Nash had successfully managed to take her voice away and so Jessica simply nodded, desire lighting her eyes. Her gaze traveled to the bed and she leaned down to kiss him again, pouring all of herself into it. Ever the athlete, she easily clung to him as they moved toward the bedroom.

Ensign Lemann

Carrying Jessica into the room, he paused beside the bed and let their embrace continue for a time, slowly feeling the tension and urgency rising between them and the places where they touched as his hands followed and explored her curves. Slowly and piece by piece, Nash helped her remove the damp pieces of clothing they could access freely and these got discarded haphazardly around the room, his own shirt joining them soon enough as he grinned, then wordlessly returned his attention to her curves.

After what seemed far too long Nash slid her legs from around his waist, and lowered Jessica to the bed, following her down to the soft mattress and warm blankets as his lips searched for the places that made her gasp and giggle. Reaching his arm under her lower back, he picked her up again gently and moved her so her head was comfortably on the pillows, then he returned to searching for the places that got the reaction he wanted.

Behind them, the doors to the rest of his quarters closed and left just the two of them in the quiet of the early hours.

------------------Next Morning----------------------

Jessica made her way out of the bathroom attached to Nash’s bedroom. Wrapped in his towel that she had stolen from a drying rack inside, she quickly finger combed her long hair and loosely braided it out of the way since it was still fairly damp from her shower. Glancing over at Nash, still lying in the bed, she gave him an impish grin, held up one finger as if to tell him to wait a moment, and sashayed out of the bedroom, making her way to the desk where she had seen his uniform top draped. While he likely had more around his bedroom, searching in his closets and dressers wasn’t high on her current list of agenda items. Making him pay for his secretive behavior? That definitely was at the top. Glancing back at the bedroom, she adjusted her position so that she was out of sight of Nash and quickly pulled on his tunic.

Nash, lying on his back and having been watching her quietly as she came out of the bathroom, pushed himself up first onto his elbows then further on his hands as he tried to crane his neck to peek around the door frame at what Jessica was getting upto. He was bare chested but sometime that morning had found a pair of pyjama trousers and slipped into them. He raised a lone eyebrow in wonder, and waited to see what the intoxicatingly interesting and beautiful woman was getting upto. It had been a long time since Nash had had any kind of company that he found himself interested in the next day, and the feeling was almost always mutual. Then again, Nash had found himself far more interested in many more things about Jessica the previous night than just the way it had ended.

Jessica couldn’t contain her laughter as she made her way back into his sight range and stood in the junction between the bedroom and the lounge area. Striking a playfully commanding pose with her hands on her hips, she bit her lower lip to stop her laughter, smirked at him, and commented, with a raised eyebrow, “I think it’s a good look, don’t you?” As if to put emphasis on the light-hearted moment, her stomach growled spectacularly loudly for someone with such a small frame.

Lemann

Grinning, he rolled out of bed and stretched his shoulders as he walked through the bedroom door and into his quarters where Jessica was teasing him. “I think you suit that look perfectly,” he said to her, “even the pips. There is something about a woman in Red that gets the heart pumping more.” He reached her and slipped his hands around her waist, and casually looked into her eyes as he smirked. “But you know that at some point very soon, I’m going to need that back.” He winked slowly at her and bit his lip slightly.

Then, he turned her towards the couch and with a short step, they were beside it. He stepped into her and softly kissed her forehead, then raised her chin so she looked up at him. “I have a shift to get to, soonish. But I have time to wrestle you out of my shirt and get us breakfast a little after. Jessica?” His last word, her name, hung in the air as if he expected her to let him know now who she was. She knew who he was, but he was now at the disadvantage of not knowing where to find her again without searching the ship.

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO