Posted by Lieutenant Commander Natasha Knight (Chief Medical Officer) in Happy Birthday Dante Alighieri Knight

Posted by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) in Happy Birthday Dante Alighieri Knight

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Natasha Knight (Chief Medical Officer) in Happy Birthday Dante Alighieri Knight
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“Help me,” Natasha said extending her hand through the open window as she used the other hand to press against the window sill raising her up a bit. “I am also thinking we aren’t going to need those p jaaaaaaays,” Natasha’s voice rose several octaves higher as her body followed the tremor of her voice. Natasha’s hand clamped down on his wrist trying to stop her upward journey as the hover belt seemed to be malfunctioning.

Flipping his hand over her grabbed Natasha’s arm and his other hand reached up, gripping the belt itself in the V right where it rested against her bosom. He could feel her warm skin behind it but the thought only registered for a moment. “What the hell are you doing?”

A loud rustling in the bushed was followed by a man exited them with a remote in his hand. “Nat. Nat,” a hushed but loud voice began to yell from below her as he frantically began to press buttons on the console. “I think it is shorting out.”

Looking down, Dante looked back at Natasha with a raised eyebrow. “You were down there in the bushes with that guy? Dressed like that? And now he is down there, looking up at you dressed like that?” The Sarcasm in Dante’s voice was clear, he was teasing her and nothing more but his curiosity was clear. “Do you have something to tell me love?”

“Dante,” she said in a concerned tone as the southern view he had been hoping to see was going to turn into a reality. “Pull me ihnnnnnnn,” her voice switched from the higher pitch of concerned to the sharp tone of terror as the belt lost all power plunging her towards the ground. A strangled yelp left her throat as she felt the snap of gravity yank her towards the ground and Dante’s grip abruptly jerk her to a stop.

“Holy crap you’re heavy all of a sudden!” Dante swore and tightened his grip. “Did that guy put it in reverse? I got you, don’t worry okay.” Looking down, the belt had ridden up about as high as it would go under Natasha’s arms which also meant, Dante’s downward view had also improved somewhat. “Can I take a picture?”

“Dante....I mean sir…I mean Cadet Knight do you have her,” Fergus stood dumbfounded staring up at Natasha’s swing legs. He was frozen like a deer about to be hit by a vehicle as all his academy plans were going splat in his mind.

Cadet Natasha Daye (playing the part of futuristic Rapunzel)

“I got her,” Dante called out, “next time use the turbo lift and don’t hide in the bushes like that. What are you doing looking up at her like that man, have some decency and avert your eyes!” Dante looked back at Nat and winked, a slight grin on his face before he leaned backwards and pulled. Natasha rose and in moments she was through the window, Dante’s arms sliding around her waist to help her inside.

“Well, you ain’t no Mary Poppins bub,” he told her, and reached back and closed the window, starting to laugh as he held her close to him. “I’m not sure I want to let you go in case you start flying around the room.”

Cadet Dante Knight

“Of course I am going to start flying around the room. That is what angels do right,” she snapped back playfully before rising on her toes and placing her lips to his. The world melted when she was in his arms turning everything around her into a thick hazy fog. Part of her hated that they were in Starfleet. There were so many rules, so many regulations. If they had gone to a civilian university, it would have been long lazy nights curled up in his arms followed by hectic mornings as they scrambled to leave for their classes. Still attending the academy only made their romantic life hotter. When you didn’t have time, the time you did get was ever that more precious. breaking the kiss she pushed out of his arms and walked over to his present. Dumping out the contents in the bed she held the box in one hand and made a swirling motion with her finger. “Turn around,” she stated with a sly smirk gracing her lips.

“Why?” Dante asked her, “even with your small behind you are not going to fit inside that box,” he grinned and folded his arms. “You know after what you just pulled to fly up here I don’t think you are safe to leave unsupervised.” The truth was that Dante had little desire to turn around and play any games with her. Well, there was one game he wanted to play and there was no way he was turning around for that one.

“I have a something that is going to knock your socks off and it ain’t that pair of Pjs I left as a distraction,” she waggled her eyebrows. Having a mother that was the poster child for Charlotte’s Whispers meant Natasha had a steady stream of intimate wear that most only dreamt about.

“Oh fine,” Dante pretended to pout, but he turned around. Still with his arms folded. “You think it will knock my socks off just as much as Mr Science Guy down there had his socks knocked off tonight?” Dante teased her happily, turning his head slightly to see if he could catch a peek of her.

Slowly removing the bottom of the box, Natasha pulled out what at first glance could only be described as navy blue fabric scraps. Kicking off her boots, she slowly began to change outfits. “No peeking or turning around until I say so,” she could barely contain her excitement. Life with Dante was electric. Everything she wanted in a man was standing six feet from her. Dante was smart and polished. He was at the top of his class and already was proving to be one of the most sought after cadets to have on a ship after he graduated. Dante was the poster child for the perfect Starfleet officer except he had a different side to him few saw.

“Well that’s no fun,” he laughed. “Since when did we follow those kind of rules without expecting a Yes Sir or Yes Ma’am in reply?”

Dante was reckless and daring. He pushed rules to the razors edge challenging anyone to catch him yet no one ever could. Dante always had a plan for his plan allowing him to never get caught when he set his mind to a task such as tonight’s activity of sneak your girlfriend into your room for a night cap.

While Nat has scaled up the wall like a deranged reverse Rapunzel, Dante had taken care of everything she has requested earlier that day. Kelly would be gone for the rest of the night. No one would dare knock on his door and disturb him. This confidence Dante had knowing no one was allowed overnight guests yet He was ready to spend the night with Natasha turned her on more that anything else about him.

Adjusting several straps and bows, Nat stole a glance as her image in the mirror before letting it drift back to her boyfriend. “Okay…turn around,” she held out her hands so that Dante could inspect her.

Turning around, Dante’s eyes opened wide as he saw what she had changed into. His arms dropped from folded and he rubbed his chin before resting one hand at the back of his head and blowing out a breathe as if he had been exercising. His eyes travelled over every inch of her, slowly as if he was inspecting brand new Cadets at their first lineup, only this time Dante was actually interested in what he was looking at. He felt his heart beat faster and was sure the shirt he had on was getting warmer around the collar.

The scraps of fabric turned out to be an ensemble that would make his mouth drop. What little material this bedtime outfit she was wearing contained was used to perfection. Sheer material covered but didn’t hide her greatest asserts. The top accented her ample nacelles yet left so much to the imagination.

Her legs were covered only by fabric that come to her thighs. The top and bottoms created an outfit that was a struggle for most men to focus on anything but The woman wearing it.

Taking a few steps forwards, Dante kept his eyes moving over Natasha and taking in the amazing sight that was his girlfriend. Everybody loved her around campus, her stunning smile and happy attitude always meant the gorgeous Russian had a stable of friends willing to keep her company and any number of people wanting her attention in ways meant for only Dante now. That it was indeed him that she chose to spend her time with made him feel amazing, that she chose to dress like this made him feel other things.

“So do you like it” she shrugged her shoulders a bit clearly excited at with easing Dante’s immediate response. “I wanted to surprise you with something to open for your birthday that was unique and special. Did I do a good job?”

Natasha Daye. Cadet.

“Tasia you did more than a good job,” he bit his lip as he said it, still looking her over. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. “Oh my god you look so gorgeous, wasn’t this in that magazine we were looking at the other night?” He grinned and slid his hands around her waist, feeling the smoothness off her skin against the heat of his hands. “When I unwrap this, can we keep the wrapping? I think we should use it more often.”

“Oh baby Starfleet might issue you whitey tightes or boxer briefs but there is no one brave enough to ask me to show them the cadet issued personal apparel,” she let out a laugh. You ever need to find a way to stay wake in class?” Moving her lips to his ear, Natasha began to explain in detail the lace, transparency, and the thigh cut of her ensemble yesterday that was under the regulation PT uniform. Natasha knew what Dante liked and while he might not get to see it, he could imagine. Natasha was bound and determined to paint such a visual picture that each time he looked at a curve on her body, her boyfriend’s mind was not on whatever else it should be. “So,” she moved backward slowly pulling his hand as she talked. “Will that thought keep you wake in physics,” she purred. The edge of the bed bumped the back of Natasha’s legs letting her know she had reached her intended destination. Holding his hands she slowly sat on the soft mattress never taking her eyes off his. Releasing his hands she gently pushed back on the soft navy blue blanket moving back seductively letting a heaviness fill the air. The sound of their breath was the only noise in the room until Natasha over back far enough so that she could stretch out on the bed. “If not,” she bent one leg on the bed and pressed up to her elbows, ” I am sure a thorough visual inspection could be allowed.”

He let his hands follow where his eyes had been, tracing the line of the fabric with his fingertips. “Happy Birthday to me,” he sang softly with a smirk. “Best. Birthday. Ever. Baby.” He emphasised each word before leaning down and letting his lips find hers, his hands moving to her waist once more.

Cadet Knight

“Oh honey your birthday is about to get a whole lot better,” she whispered so that her breath cascaded down his neck in warm waves.

Cadet Natasha Daye

OOC: I loved that! Best Birthday Ever :P

-Dave