Posted by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Tactical Officer) in Ten Forward - Nash After Hours

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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

Jessica’s eyes lit up at the mention of wrestling her out of the shirt and she gave him a wicked look, especially with the indication that he wanted her to fill in her last name. Wiggling out of his arms, she darted around to the other side of the couch and stuck her tongue out at him again. “That’s Doctor Jessica to you,” she responded with an impish grin. “And if you want your uniform shirt back or my last name, you’ll have to catch me first.” She played with her braided hair as she looked at him innocently from the other side of the couch, but as her insides trembled slightly, she knew that she wasn’t going to be too hard to catch and that she couldn’t wait for his hands to be on her again.

Lemann

“A Doctor huh?” Nash said as he grinned, and slowly walked to the end of the couch. The previous nights activities had left him hungry, deeply hungry but he could play her game and win he better. Her playful sass also intrigued him, as did wrestling her out of his uniform. “Well that explains that thing you did last night, you know..” he made a motion with his had and grinned wickedly, but didn’t try and describe it further.

Instead, he made a dash to his left, sudden, trying to catch her off guard. He wasn’t a small man and the couch wasn’t overly long, so he thought his chances were good.

Lt Cmdr Nash, CTO

Jessica’s pale skin deepened to a pink at Nash’s comment regarding her medical knowledge. Before she could come up with a retort, he made his move to snatch her up. While he certainly had the element of surprise and size to his advantage, she most definitely had agility and speed. Just as his arms were about to close around her, she darted to the other side of the couch.

Once safe, she placed her hands on her narrow hips and shimmied them tauntingly, inching the bottom of her tunic up to show much of her athletic thighs. She slowly and deliberately traced her lips with her tongue as she raised an eyebrow at him. Finally, she stuck her tongue out at him and, again playing with her braid, taunted him teasingly:

“That’s all you’ve got?”

Lemann