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USS Sentinel

side - sim: Breathe, It's Just Vacation

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Breathe, It’s Just Vacation

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in side - sim: Breathe, It’s Just Vacation

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in side - sim: Breathe, It’s Just Vacation
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“That was very good. I’m glad I decided to try it.” She sat back feeling really relaxed and a bit fuzzy. She sighed, “I think there might have been alcohol in the food. I feel a little strange.”

Rand

“No, I don’t think there was alcohol in it,” Roman said, shaking his head. He was feeling relaxed and odd, but not like alcohol made him feel. He shrugged. “A property of the fruit used in it, maybe?”

~ Roman

“Fruit that can make you tipsy?” She let out a soft questioning laugh. “I’m glad we didn’t go out.” She seemed very relaxed. “Alcohol makes me more anxious.” She didn’t sound particularly anxious.

Rand

“I’ve heard of weirder.” Roman did, after all, study alien environments for a living. “Me, too.” He looked at her and smiled. “I know. I remember when I accidentally gave you a full alcohol Scottish coffee. A mistake I only made once.”

~ Roman

“People get funny when they find out I don’t drink. So I just pretend so they leave me alone. I never thought to tell you.” She sighed again and just stared at him. “You are so attractive,” she murmured. “All the female officers look at you and it drives me crazy.”

Rand

Roman chuckled modestly. “Come on, Rand. Maybe they do, but I don’t notice. Because I’m only looking for your eyes.” He said gently, pulling her into his arms.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand laughed softly, flushing from her toes as he pulled her from her chair. “I know, but I hate it. I want you to be all mine, but they work with you and they aren’t afraid like me.” She was looking at the collar of his robe and playing with it. “They are more fun than me.” She looked up at him, eyes wide. “Sometimes when I see them watching you, I wish I could just kiss you, like this.” She leaned in, and it wasn’t sweet or timid. It was passionate, hot, consuming. Very shocking for Rand. Something she would stop in embarrassment, but she didn’t.

Yeoman Rand

Normally Roman would’ve stopped too - to make sure she was comfortable and okay. But for some reason when she kissed him like that, all reason went to the wind and he was swept away with his own desires, his hands roaming her body as he kissed back.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand should be thinking about something? She was always over thinking something. Her mind was fuzzy and seemed slowed down. She only seemed to be able to focus on what she was feeling. She smiled against Roman’s lips, and all her feelings were focused on him. She wasn’t even worried about all those other women. No, she felt determined and much more intensely attracted to him than she ever had. She thought that was impossible, but she did. She was going to make sure Roman never wanted to kiss anyone else but her.

Her hands smoothed up his shoulders and over to his back before she moved from her chair right onto his lap.

Yeoman Rand

That was so assertive and unlike her and well, Roman really liked it, and she could tell. Clothes were about to start coming off rather quickly when there was a solid knock at the door.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand didn’t pay attention at all to it. It was just the pounding of her heart filling her senses. Then it came again louder and she groaned. “Ignore it. They’ll go away,” she whispered in his ear spreading kisses down his neck.

“Roman! Roman open up! We’re here!” A woman’s voice came and Rand looked up, aching, and suddenly heartbreakingly hurt. A woman? Here for Roman? She backed away. No, no he was hers, he didn’t need anyone else. She leaned in and started kissing him again.

Yeoman Rand

The woman’s voice snapped his attention. “Rand, that’s..” he muttered a soft curse. “Mrs. Caliano.” He stood, quickly tightened his robe, and went to answer the door. He opened it.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand, unfortunately for Roman, dragged him back three or four times to keep kissing him. She didn’t care who it was; he needed to keep kissing her. He eventually got away from her. She sat in the chair, pouting, hot eyes following him, her hair dishevled and her robe not tied as tightly as it should be.

The door opened and the older woman, who was so familiar to him almost squealed, but she remembered herself in time to turn it into a happy gasp. “Roman!” She rushed in and wrapped him into a huge motherly hug and rocked him in place, tears streaming down her face. “Roman, Roman, my baby.”

Yeoman Rand

She was squeezing the life out of him, but also, his gown didn’t stay tied very tight with all the being hugged to death and squirming to escape. “Hey, hey, okay, yes, I’m here, you’re here, please let me go,” he said, squirming still.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

She hid it before she let Roman go, but it crushed her. “Oh yes, I’m sorry. I was just over whelmed. Henry,” she reached back for her husband who took her hand and squeezed it. Roman had never been a physically demonstrative child, but he’d never been rude. He appraised him as only a father can. He noticed the state of his robe and the young woman sitting behind him. Ah, Roman needed to straighten himself.

He waited for Roman to retie his robe and held out his hand, “Roman.”

Yeoman Rand

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