USS Wolverine
Lily in the Sky with Diamonds
Posted by Lieutenant Duncan Rhodes (Chief Science Officer) in Lily in the Sky with Diamonds
Posted by Ensign Lily Locksley ((A) Chief Medical Officer) in Lily in the Sky with Diamonds
Posted by Lieutenant Duncan Rhodes (Chief Science Officer) in Lily in the Sky with Diamonds
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Duncan stepped out of the shower and rubbed his hands over his face, brushing off the excess water. Not long later he had shaved, keeping his tidy stubble to the length it always was just barely darkening his face and wrapped a towel around his waist. He was up early, as was normal for him and he didn’t worry about the noise the shower might make. Lily slept deeply enough for both of them and as long as he kept the smell of coffee away from her, she would stay asleep until he woke her up.Duncan ran his hands through his hair and looked at himself in the mirror. It had been a long year, no one could argue that. His family was fuming at the ears that the scion of their family had been tucked away on a ship with a less than stellar reputation, especially after the events that had taken place on Outpost 42 and among the remnants of the Romulan homeworld. Still, Duncan smiled. He got to wake up every morning next to Lily and his sister Bronwyn was turning all shaders of different colours as he avoided his familial duties and focused instead on his work and his fiancee.
Turning, he exited the bathroom and made his way to the replicator. Moments later and he was filling a tray with an assortment of dishes that would make any chef or critique cringe. English scones with jam, pancakes with syrup, toast with peanut butter, juice, coffee, yogurt and fresh fruit all laid out neatly on the tray. Heading through the door to their bedroom he paused inside and looked at his Fiancee. Lily lay sleeping on the bed looking peaceful and content, and so she should have. Lily was the kind of girl that moved at full speed and total energy until she didn’t, and at that point only coffee or scoobie snacks would rouse her from that sleep before she was ready.
Her hair was splayed over the pillow, evidence of her moving around in bed. She was mumbling like she often did in her sleep, but she was smiling. What she was saying, Duncan had no idea and sometimes, when he could understand the words he could only blink in wonder at the kind of things that ran through his future wife’s subconscious. Sometimes it was enough to make even him blush, or make notes to ask her later which invariably turned into a story about This one time, at the medieval faire or such. Duncan would listen and give the required hums and hahs when needed, if only because he found her chirpy storytelling and passion for life adorable.
Duncan put down the tray beside her on the table and watched her a moment, a slow smile spreading across his face as he watched his sleeping beauty. With one swift movement he swung one leg over her, straddling her and then kneeling on the bed so that her arms were under the covers, her long and delicate neck exposed to his judgement. Leaning down, he ran his lips over the soft skin and then gently blew on the spot they had just touched. “Wake up time, Miss Locksley,” Duncan said, using his best English butler voice but then, he took a deep breath and blew a loud raspberry on her neck, letting it ring out and linger until she started to squirm.
Lt Rhodes, CSO
“Good morning Mr. Rhooo…noooo,” she started giggling and moving back and forth as she laughed hard. “Why are you doing this to me,” Lily tucked her chin hard but let it happen. There was not much more she could do for the moment. She was pinned in bed at the mercy of her fiance; however as traumatic fates went, it wasn’t all that bad. Moving her legs about, Lily laughed and struggled until the hair fell over her face obscuring it from view.
Everyday with Duncan was exciting. While raspberry alarms were not seen by many as a romantic wake up calls, Lily loved seeing this side of Duncan. He was so much more spontaneous than anyone she had ever been with before. During the day, he tended to be serious and all about the job. After hours, however, everything he did kept her guessing. Romantic dinners by candlelight one night were followed by pizza on the floor of their quarters with an action movie playing on the holoset. Evenings, where Duncan shared stories of his past as they curled up on the couch, were paired with nights of laughing and fiesty conversations at the ships bad. Life with Duncan was unexpected which is what she adored about the man. he was the perfect blend of a man that took care of you and yet always kept her guessing.
“Trico,” she yelled out. “Get daddy,” she called out to the small bird like creature. “Help mommy,” she begged.
Lily soon to be Rhodes Locksley.
Pulling back from the raspberry, Duncan looked down at Lily and smiled. “Oh good, you’re finally awake!” he exclaimed as if he had nothing to do with it, at about the same moment that a winged furball canon balled directly into his side at shoulder height. Duncan rolled with the impact, which really wasn’t that significant and ended up on his back beside Lily, with Trico sitting on his chest and proudly chirp-barking at him in a playful warning to leave Lily alone.
“Alright,” Duncan said, holding his hands up in mock surrender, “I cease and desist.” Scratching Trico behind the horns on the back of her head, he looked over at Lily. “I made you breakfast sunshine, todays is a special day, remember? Today’s the one year anniversary of Dante and Nat’s wedding that you officiated. I thought it would be nice to celebrate the occasion with my Fiance.”
Lt Rhodes, CSO
“Oh my god we should celebrate by us getting married,” she sat up in the bed looking at him with a huge smile. “I mean I could officiate us!” The one thing Lily had never done in her life was get married so she had few to any expectations of what it would be like. She wasn’t sure she wanted a traditional, formal affair. Mainly because she had read up on British royal weddings. They hadn’t talked much about the I Do event since they had transferred to the Wolverine. After her research, Lily decided that she could live with all the traditions except the wedding breakfast. It felt too stuffy no matter what she had read about it being a seated luncheon or a garden party. She was looking for something less formal…and so would her parents.
Speaking of her parents, that was another reason maybe this brilliant idea of marking her one year anniversary of Officiant by mail a real event. The last thing she needed was for Duncan to meet her parents before she was sporting his name.
Ensign Lily Locksley CMO
Trico chirp barked and moved over to Lily’s side, pushing her snout forward and looking to get a sneaky and sloppy lick in on Lilys nose while she lay in bed, she clearly thought that was a wonderful idea. “Well, that escalated quickly,” Duncan grinned, and rolled onto his side to face Lily. “I agree, we should finally get married but you can’t officiate your own wedding,” he pointed out to her.
“We should go home and meet your parents first though,” Duncan said, sitting up on the bed beside her now, “You’ve never told me much about them, we always get off topic,” he bit his lip and gave her a lecherous wink, “like you are trying to distract me from finding out too much and ruining a surprise.” He reached over her and let himself get close to her lips, but he picked up one of the syrup covered pancakes that were rolled up and brought it closer, holding it close to her lips. “It doesn’t feel right to give their daughter a new last name and not meet them first, it isn’t like we can’t visit them and introduce me.
Duncan waved the pancake in front of her teasingly, he had told her about his family, and stated clearly that it didn’t matter what those stuffy upper class aristocrats thought or said, Duncan was going to grow old with Lily whether they liked it or not. He didn’t need their approval, he only needed Lily. Grinning, he imagined making his relatives make do with a relaxed and informal beach barbeque in bare feet instead of a traditional luncheon, his bride fluttering about with her easy manner and smile while the storm clouds hovered over Lord Wumplebutts head and he held a sausage in bread with mustard in one hand, and struggled to balance as the sand burnt his toes.
Lt Rhodes, CSO
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