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“Good morning sweetheart. I hope you have a late shift.” she said running her fingers down his back as her memories drifted to the night before. She had enjoyed the feel of the beautiful scarlet and gold gown on her skin and the way Dagen’s eyes examined every inch of her for the few moments she had it on.

• Reia

“Angel is taking care of things,” he said even as he mentally was going over the schedule. The nice thing about being in deep space and traveling was that there was a great deal of time where nothing happened that demanded his presence all the time. Yes, he had essentially built the ship - or part of it, being one of the engineers during construction, and aboard since its launch, but others were skilled too. Anything big would be piped down to him. Right now, he hoped nothing would. This was very pleasant. “Flex shifts are a wonderful thing,” he replied, his mind mapping the tour of her fingers and how they seemed to find the right nerves to cause him to unconsciously press in closer to her. Fingers combed lightly through her hair; he was in no hurry to break this warm embrace. “Anything pressing for you this morning in the world of top secret intrigue and shenanigans?” He knew there would not be after her question to him, but he was willing to play the game for these extra moments with her.
-Dagen

Reia pressed against Dagen and giggled.

“Well I really shouldn’t be telling you this but, at 09:37 there will be terrible things afoot in the arboretum. If I’m lucky I can stop it by 09:42 unless I have a better offer.” she whispered, her lips barely touching his.

• Reia

“You mean someone will fall into the poison ivy patch that Bat planted on the sly because Bolians use it as a garnish on their purple ravioli?” he asked playfully, fingertips lightly playing over her skin while his eyes were more on hers, many of their words resulting in brushing kisses from their proximity. “Or is it that crewman Tosh, the Betazoid science fellow is having his wedding rehearsal there and it will turn into a wild orgy? Er, until they find said poison ivy. Or perhaps you are planning on busting Sebastian who may be making a clandestine seed swap with Ensign Travers and who, at 09:37 may be swiping a cutting from the rare Alpha Centauran Nomy Rose bush that crewman Malic has been nursing along and who might find them near the bush with a sharp object in hand.” Fingers, having made their sweep, traced their slow path back up to Reia’s nape, bringing her nearer for a soft, lingering kiss. “Really, I’m not sure how I could possibly beat those simmering catastrophes,” he said, once his lips had retreated - but not far! - from hers.
- Dagen

Reia took a minute to enjoy Dagen’s touch and digest everything she had just heard. A few things sounded quite pleasant but, perhaps, she would never eat Bat’s cooking after hearing all of that.

There was a flicker of expression with Dagen’s mention of Bat’s cooking. “Hey, it’s not all bad. He makes a killer grilled cheese sandwich .. blue cheese of course. That man and his fixation on blue. Sure he’s Bolian but I don’t go about insisting on leopard-like skin curtains or clothes because I’m Trill.” By his tone it was both a quizzical thought and light humor.

“Oh and that’s only the half of it but, now that you know, whatever shall I do with you?” she whispered pulling him close into a passionate embrace and kiss. Ideas were flooding through Reia’s mind and, from the press of Dagen’s body against hers, she had a feeling they were thinking the same thing.

• Reia

Dagen was still sleepy, or perhaps relaxed would be the proper description. He was also in a very good mood, as evidenced by his conversation thus far that could be more termed playful than anything else. And so when Reia pulled him close - which was particularly ironic as they were very close already - he let his senses expand to feel all of her deliciously soft areas press and meld against him. When their kiss concluded he was much more awake, “Whatever you have in mind, my love,” he murmured, tipping his head to trail his lips along her neck and shoulder. Somewhere in the back of his mind he was wondering how he might silence a red alert should one come and he could sustain this moment all the longer ..
Dagen