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

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) 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

Roman tightened his robe awkwardly. “I’m sorry,” he said, looking at Marianne, then back to Henry. “I wasn’t expecting you is all.” He took Henry’s hand and shook it.

Once he had his hand, Henry pulled him in for a tight, but brief hug. Marianne smiled, “Oh well, we arrived early. I couldn’t wait when Henry saw the Sentinel in orbit already.”

He cleared his throat, awkwardly. “Aaah and this, this is Rand,” he said, breathing her name gently, looking at her with a lustful, adoring look. “Miranda Farquharson, that is.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand stood, subconsciously finally fixing her own robe and smoothing back her hair into something more presentable. She was looking at Roman with the same hungry and adoring look. Maryanne elbowed her husband with a huge grin on her face. She hurried forward. “Rand, it’s so good to finally meet you. May I hug you?” Rand nodded absently, “Of course. I’m so glad to meet you as well.” She let Marianne hug her, but her eyes stayed locked on Roman. Maryanne stepped back, “This is Henry, my husband.” Rand smiled at him and shook his hand, not interested in hugging any other male. She curled one arm around Roman, leaning into him, staring up at him like she wanted to kiss him.

Yeoman Rand

The need to be proper kept Roman a little more focused but the Calianos knew him well enough to know his mind wasn’t there. “I don’t have anything prepared or… Well, anything really,” he said, laughing a little bit.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand’s hand slipped lower past his back. Her need to be polite though, pushed past the fog. “We only just arrived and finished eating,c she waved carelessly towards the food. “We would have waited if we had known you were here.” Rand’s words were slightly slow like she had to think. She sighed and gazed up at him. If they had known they could have skipped food and continued other activities.

Yeoman Rand

There was something about how he felt that made her touch so… nice. Like a thousand little sparks of pleasure followed her hand. “Yes. Would have ordered enough food as well.” He smiled at them. “Would you care for a… Well I haven’t got tea. How about some water?”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand laughed and it was a sultry sound. Very unlike her. Maryanne looked a bit perplexed. This wasn’t the shy young lady they had spoken to. Had that been an act? Was she after Roman’s money. “Ròmanach loves his tea. Oh! I’ll order some.” She leaned into him and up in her tip toes. “I’ll make just the way you like it,” she whispered before brushing her lips to his, not wanting to stop. “Oh! There are left overs. Would you like some?” Maybe if they ate, they would leave sooner and they could get back to their privacy. She sauntered away toward the comm.

Yeoman Rand

Roman watched her head away, then realized he shouldn’t ogle and looked away flushed. “I don’t know what it is about her today, but I quite like it,” he said softly.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Marianne was busy trying to talk to Rand, but the younger woman kept running her gaze over Roman. Maryanne thought it was a case of two young people in love.

Henry, on the other hand, thought it was strange behavior for Roman, especially considering his very recent psychiatric hold. And the muttered words were very unlike Roman who was very quiet. He wandered over to the table and paused as his eyes landed on the mostly eaten dish.

Cogsania fruit. It was a very popular fruit on Risa. It was well known for its powerful aphrodisiac properties. He looked at Roman sharply and then at Rand. Oh dear. Did they order this on purpose? That wasn’t like Roman at all. He didn’t like mood altering substances. He wouldn’t even take wine for a toast. Roman would be mortified if he said something.

“Maryanne, why don’t we go. Let’s get settled in our room. We can come back in a few hours.” Or more, he thought.

“But, Henry we just got here,” Marianne pleaded, totally oblivious to the look her husband was giving her.

Yeoman Rand

“If you did, you could get settled and we could be a little more prepared and, ahem,” he gestured to his clothing, “prepared.” He put his hands on Marianne’s shoulders, “I’m not going anywhere.”

Oh yes well, Roman probably didn’t want to stand around in a bathrobe. “Oh yes, of course. I’m sorry.” She turned to Rand, “You as well dear. I was just so eager to see Roman.”

Rand smiled, she could understand that. She couldn’t take her eyes off of him. “I understand.”

The gown stayed open low enough the top of the scar from his heart surgery was visible. Though the fruit had him completely distracted and more like himself, there was this vague sad look about him. He dropped his hands and moved next to Rand… And before long his arm found its way around her.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Maryanne’s eyed widened seeing the scar, but before she could say anything, Henry had taken her arm and was leading her out the door. “I promise to explain later,” he whispered to her.

He needent whisper though. Before they were out the door, Rand had pulled Roman down to her and was already kissing him again.

Yeoman Rand

Roman picked her up gently, carried her to the bed, and set her down, climbing onto the bed after her. “I love you, Miranda,” he said, voice soft and husky.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand’s hands reached up and wrapped gently behind his neck. “I love you too, Ròmanach.” Then she pulled him close to kiss him.

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Rand woke from a heavy doze, a few hours later. Her head was woozy and fuzzy, and her body felt wonderfully lethargic. She also felt quite confused. Like she’d had another memory episode. Her heart began to race, and her eyes flew open. “Ròmanach?” His name came out thick and heavy in her rich lilt. It was also quiet and scared. Had she forgotten something again? Where was she? Was Roman even real? Was this another amnesia fantasy?

Yeoman Rand

Roman was pleasantly sleepy. His body felt heavy and floaty all at the same time. The distress in her tone perked him up a little bet. “What is it, Miranda?” He said, his voice still soft. Everything felt so far away. So pleasantly far gone.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

His voice calmed her, but his tone sent shivers through her. “I was confused and my head hirts. I thought I had forgotten again.” She curled closer to him. “Kiss me.”

Yeoman Rand

Roman kissed her, gentle and slow, but with all the passion of their previous activities. “I’m right here, Miranda. Always will be.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Her kiss was a bit desperate at first until she calmed, but it was no less pationate for that. “Mmmm Always.” It was a statement and a question. The strange confusion wouldn’t leave though. He head was starting to hurt worse. Had she hit it? “I feel so strange,” she said between kisses, her hands seemingly having a mind of their own. She tried to remember why her head hurt, but that just made it worse. “My head hurts,” it was pitiful, but Roman would know it wasn’t an attempt at attention, but a genuine complaint.

Yeoman Rand

Roman hugged her to him gently. “Are you feeling okay?” He asked. He felt off too, like… Well, like he’d been out with Jay and that idiot had talked him into doing something he probably shouldn’t. But he wasn’t really focused so he’d barely noticed.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

She nuzzled into his chest. “I’m… confused and … I just don’t feel right. I can’t remember why.” Her hand traveled over his chest and shoulder. “I had this strange dream… we were…” her face turned so red so fast he could feel the heat in her cheeks against his skin, “Well… you know, and people came in our room.” She shivered, how disturbing. “I feel better when you kiss me,” she looked up enticingly at him.

Yeoman Rand

Roman kissed her again. “It wasn’t a dream. But the people were here before we did anything.” He said gently. “It feels fuzzy… Like we were drugged with something, almost.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

That was alarming and woke her up completely. It was still hard to focus though. Do… did those people drug us? We…” her anxiety kicked in full force and she stopped speaking English. “Cha deach sinn a dh’àite sam bith. Cuin a fhuair sinn droga? (We didn’t go anywhere. When did we get drugged?)”

Then Rand sat up suddenly which made her very light headed and she swayed. “It was the Calianos.” She started mutterine in Gaelic all the horrible things they must be thinking of her and her behavior.

Yeoman Rand

Roman hugged her tight to him. “Don’t worry, it will be fine. I’m not sure what happened.” He said. He seemed very unbothered.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Rand snuggled back down against him. “Okay,” she said completely unbothered now. “Hmmmm we’re still alone....”

Yeoman Rand

Roman smiled at her. “And what are you thinking, miss Miranda?”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

The way he said that sent sparks all over Rand’s skin. “That I like having you all to myself,” she admitted boldly. Then Rand kissed him passionately.

Yeoman Rand

Roman kissed her back. “Careful now,” he breathed between kisses, “Or I’ll be having you to myself again.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO