Posted by Civilian Kenzo B’tren-Hyrushi (Governor) in Friendship and Raw Fish

Posted by Captain Eela Dasca (Lt. Governor) in Friendship and Raw Fish

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Eela inhaled sharply as his fingers touched her body, her mind focusing on the sensation. “Agreed,” she whispered as she hands moved to the brace, a fingertip hitting the tiny switch precisely to turn it off. She undid the velcro that held it snug against her, carefully setting it to the side. Her posture instantly shifted but it was still better than it had been when she first arrived. Standing before him she wasn’t self-conscious since this part was easy. While she had left behind the hard physical conditioning from Starfleet, the PT did negate some of the changes. Still, she had gotten used to softer curves, the places where she had filled out a little. Those she didn’t mind at all. The issue wasn’t at all her appearance, it was how her body felt and moved. That is what they would need to navigate and what he so keenly intuited.

His hands reached out set lightly on her hips, helping her balance and establish a connection between the two of them.

She reached out for his shirt, her fingertips grazing his skin as she lifted it up. “Have you been with another empath or a telepath before?” It didn’t matter either way, but it would allow her to adjust as needed. After all, to both feel so intensely was to drop the barriers. Not all of them if you didn’t want to, of course, but barrier took focus and their focus would be elsewhere. Though he had a sense of how her abilities felt so he wouldn’t have offered if it would be a problem.

~Eela

“I have.” he said as he raised his arms so the shirt could slide up and off before setting them back on her hips. That was when a side of Kenzo was made visible that no one on Oed, save one other, was aware of.

His entire torso, save for a wide strip down the center of his chest and his hands and forearms, was tattooed. Bright, vivid images of dragons, Japanese demons, samurai, lotus blossoms, koi, and myriad others flowed across his skin in a masterpiece tapestry of skin-art. Months and months, perhaps years, of work was embedded in his flesh.

Her hazel eyes widened. Surprised, yes, but also fascinated. She traced the outlines of the shapes with tenderness. “These are extraordinary. Did it hurt?”

Kenzo’s eyes wandered over Eela’s body, appreciating the self-assurance she had in her physical form… sighing at the lack of aelf-confidence she had in her physical abilities. “You are really are quite striking, Eela. You know… for a politician.” he said as his hands began to slowly move across her skin, brushing sensitive spots with his fingertips.

Kenzo

A throaty laugh ensued. “Funny, I can say the same.” His touch slowly awakened sensations in her she had forgotten, or rather she had kept them locked away until it was safe. Now it was safe. There would be no fear of recrimination, nothing that could be used against her later. Eela’s hands continued to move as well, helping him with the rest of his garments until they are both bare. But it wasn’t exposure, not in the way one might think.

She had always been a vibrant, passionate woman and most definitely it showed up here on Oed in her work. Now it was time to reestablish the balance. She slipped finger fingers along his, forging the mental connection along with the physical. Brushing her lips briefly against his, she then stepped back carefully towards the bed, knowing he’d be in tune with her and help her find her way. “The thing we have to be mindful of is that the middle of my back isn’t flexible in the same way. The rest is fair game.” Or at least as far as she knew. But wasn’t that the whole point? She really didn’t know and now she needed to experiment and find out. But one thing was for certain, desire had risen up in her.

~Eela