Posted by Noril Zoi (Captain) in Life Back on Pause

Posted by Vashkilu (Infiltrator) in Life Back on Pause

Posted by Noril Zoi (Captain) in Life Back on Pause
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Vash had spent the last few hours with Eli. It had been the most amazing birthday, even if it had been a bit late. She didn’t blame him. She had forgotten too. She stood in her quarters staring in the full length mirror. She had never been overly moved by emotion. Not until she got here and learned how to be. She couldn’t seem to stop the tears for the moment. She blotted carefully at her eyes.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

There was a knock at her door, and the familiar presence of Noril. He waited patiently for her to open it.

~ N, Captain

Vash dabbed her eyes quickly and checked her expression in the mirror before calling “Come in.”

Vash stood in the middle if her room, wearing the most exquisite dress Noril had ever seen her wear. It was cream with spaghetti straps. It came to a almost not modest v neck, but the back dipped low to her lower back. It was made of Ja’kali, a Bajoran silkworm but the fibers were 100 times softer than silk, and very, very rare. She wore an intricate chain of silver encrusted with white diamond-like gems along the entire chain. The center gem of the necklace was missing and just a frame rested there. The chain was a choker necklace that connected to earrings that both connected to loops along her upper arms and then her wrists. Her back however was bare.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Noril paused in the door and took her in. “That’s beautiful, Vash.” He said, almost breathlessly, forgetting for a moment his own daring birthday gift. She would know what it was immediately. Noril wore an open fronted silk bath or bed robe, in a deep maroon that complimented him well. Underneath it he wore tight, very.... revealing underwear, and nothing else.

~ N, Captain

Her cheeks turned a darker shade of green. “Thank you. Papa,” did he know? “Eli gave it to me.”

Vash stared at him for a long moment. She wasn’t uncomfortable with the humanoid body and she didn’t get embarrassed about it. But it was quite unusual for Noril to walk around like that. “Is everything alright?” Yes he and Sisnil were physically identical, but she never found Sisnil attractive the way she did Noril. It was too bad Noril never seemed to feel the same.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Noril laughed, hard, then strode over to her and took her hand. Don’t you think I’ve been aware of what you want, Vash? He asked, using telepathy as he allowed their talents to form their connection.

~ N, Captain

Vash held his hand. She couldn’t help it, she liked the connection. She always had. She raised a haughty brow. You and Sisnil know everything. I’ve never denied it. I kept it to myself to protect your sensibilities. I’m not a child. She glanced down at herself, the dress and the jewelry. Not anymore. You can dismiss it as a child’s crush if you wish.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

She could feel Noril’s disappointment. A child’s crush? He asked, looking at her. Are you saying you don’t want… Well, me?

~ N, Captain

He felt her waver. It was all bravado. Trying to save her pride. Want you? She looked over him again and she allowed herself to acknowledge what he was doing. She looked up at his face. Not… not that way. Though her attraction was obvious. I want your heart. You’ve always had mine, from the moment you entered Mezerc’s house. I want you to want mine. I don’t want a romp in the sheets. I want a lot more than that. I want someone I belong with, that knows they belong with me too. Someone who sees me as more than just a pretty body.

She looked around the room and then back. I want something long term, permanent. Not a trick or a tease or a way to hit our next mark. I want someone that wants that too. Unspoken, but so clear, was the You she wanted that someone to be.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

There was a sense of embarrassment, but deep affection. I knew I shouldn’t have taken Sisnil’s advice. He thought annoyedly, but then shook his head and took her into a hug. I didn’t mean to imply that I just wanted a night. I just thought this would be a fun way to prove I still wanted to be with you. He told her gently.

~ N, Captain

Sisnil? Of course. This must have been planned months ago. She’d lamented to Sisnil many times about Noril’s lack of interest. He probably planned this to have a good laugh at them both.

Vash stared at him wide eyed. The word ‘still’ echoing in her head as he held her. Noril had hugged her plenty, but this was different. It was warmer, closer. I’ve been waiting almost 3 years for you to kiss me again.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Let it be to our credit that this time, I am not under the influence of your pheromones, Noril said, his telepathic voice just the slightest wisp in her mind. Then he leaned in and kissed her in exactly the way she was hoping.

~ N, Captain

It was exactly like she remembered - tender, warm, passionate, and so much more. She shivered slightly before letting her arms slide around him. She felt like the ship was in a free fall, and Noril was the only solid thing in her world. No one had ever affected her like this, only him. Noril her voice sighed through his mind.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Their minds interlocked, meshing similarly to the way his and Sisnil’s did, except this was so much more. He felt at home. And with Sisnil away, that was an addicting feeling. Oh, Vash....

~ N, Captain

Something happened as Noril interlocked their minds. They had done this before, but it was different this time. Her Deltan gifts seemed to uncoil and spread out. She’d been told about it, but she hadn’t been sure she had that particular gift. There had never been anyone she had wanted this closeness with. It weaved them together on a fundamental level.

Noril was suddenly having her emotions. He didn’t sense her emotions, they were his. Joy, happiness, there was a shiver of shyness and worry. She’d loved him for so long if he changed his mind, it would destroy her, their, heart.

She was in love with him. She had been for a long time. Not infatuated, not attracted, purely in love with him. He was home for her and she never wanted to leave. I love you, Noril.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

This was different than his normal abilities, he couldn’t tell whether the emotions were hers or his, they were both. She felt his, too. I love you, too, he said, and he let the kiss end and rested his head on her. I don’t want you to let me go.

~ N, Captain

I don’t want you to let me go. The thought was his, hers, both of theirs. It was confusing, something Vash couldn’t control or understand. She didn’t want to. It felt right. She pressed in closer, raising her lips to his again. Never.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

He kissed her again. It seemed like the tension in his body dissolved and he melted into her. Happy birthday, he thought, somewhat amused.

~ N, Captain

She couldn’t stop kissing him. It was like she was dying of thirst and he was the oasis in the desert. I don’t want you for my birthday. She was too lost in him to share his amusement. Want you always. Her hands moved up his arms, over his shoulders, down his back. She leaned into him, stepping closer, like the lack of air between them wasn’t close enough. Noril… she wanted him to hold onto her so tightly he’d never get his arms to let go, so that she’d never forget what it felt like.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Noril did exactly that, hugging her tightly to him, a hand on her lower back, another along her side. You have me. Always. I promise.

~ N, Captain

Emotion, something more spiritual than words could describe, rose and crashed over them with his promise. It pulled them under, keeping them lost only in each other for quite some time.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator

Sometime later, Noril was laying with her, looking more relaxed than he had since Sisnil’s disappearance. He looked sleepy and content. “I’m glad I had the balls to go through with it. Even if these are the least comfortable underwear I have ever worn.”

~ N, Captain

Vash laughed hard, but it was a light delightful sound. It tripped and danced over his skin, raising goosebumps. “Mmmm me too.” She sounded sleepy. He’d never sensed her this relaxed or peaceful “I should say don’t ever wear them again if they are uncomfortable, but I’d be lying if I said I would like to see them again.” She turned on her side so she was tucked up close to him, her head resting on his shoulder. “Don’t leave.” There was something else Noril had never sensed in her before - vulnerability.

Vashkilu, Infiltrator