Outdoor Fun

Posted on Fri May 7th, 2021 @ 2:46am by Lieutenant Baeryn Whavi-Tonelly & Captain David Tonelly [Reece]

Mission: MISSION 0 - History Speaks
Location: Marine County
Timeline: (A few days after "Please Scar Me")
8096 words - 16.2 OF Standard Post Measure

***Mature Content Below***Trigger Warnings***


There was something liberating about walking through Marine County in just a sports bra and leggings, rather then her gold Starfleet uniform. Baeryn was by no means ashamed of her rank and position, she just resented the lack of eye contact. In the last several weeks she had become quite familiar with the barracks and marine county as a whole really, not that she spent much time outside of the Corporal's quarters. The thought had her grinning as she found herself in front of Corporal Tonelly's door. She tapped the chime and waited, smiling and waving at marines who walked past.

David was almost done with his warmup exercises. He had already done a few sets of push-ups and side-straddle-hops. Now he was finishing his third set of inverted sit-ups, hanging from the bar on his ceiling, when his door chime rang. "It's open!" He shouted as he continued the exercise.

Baeryn entered and upon seeing David hanging upside down she crossed her arms over her chest and leaned against the desk. "I hope you don't think I'm going to be doing that exercise today."

Grinning, David hung back towards the deck, looking over the woman he loved. "What? This? You could do this easy, Baeryn." He crunched back up, unhooked himself and lowered his feet back to the deck. Turning around, he grabbed a towel and wiped the sweat off his face and chest. "But today, we will be doing something much more stimulating."

Baeryn rolled her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from making a dirty comment. She turned away from David, she was having flashbacks of their first encounter here. He had been doing the same exercise when she arrived to fix a simple glitch in the computer.

“And pray tell what it is exactly we will be doing?”

Tossing the towel away, David moved up behind Baeryn and quickly wrapped his arms around her, lifting her off the deck. Into her left ear, in a deep southern accent, he said, "Rasslin' 'n stuff, Ma'um."

Laughing as David surprised her, Baeryn barely found composure to respond, “I don’t know what that is,” she wiggled her way out of his grasp and turned to face him, “but if you keep calling me Ma’am your going to find yourself doing it alone.” She ended by jabbing her pointer finger into his chest. Baeryn knew David could have her over powered in seconds but that never stopped her from attempting to boss him around. Playfully of course.

David's eyes twinkled at Baeryn. "Well, where we're going, there is no rank." Moving up next to her, he pulled on an olive green tank top, tucking it into his combat fatigue pants.

As they walked, they got a few stares, from both male and female Marines. "Don't worry," David whispered to Baeryn. "They won't try to eat you while you're with me. They know I'll fail them on their next range quals."

Baeryn cackled, giving David a mischievous grin she replied, “Maybe I like to being bitten.” Giving a shameless shrug she continued “You still haven’t explained ‘Rasslin’, what is it?”

David gave Baeryn a narrow look. "Anyone tries to bite you but me, and I'll rip their hearts out." After a few beats, he brightened and gave her a huge toothy grin. "Sorry, that was a bit of wordplay on an old movie from Earth. As for Rasslin, heh, it was a play on how some people in parts of the American south spoke. A lot of them were good, hard working people, whose only drawback was poor education. And not by choice, either. In many places, even in the modern world, as they called themselves then, there were vast swaths of the population that had poor education, medical and employment opportunities." David shook his head, remembering those days, so long ago.

Inhaling deeply, he blinked and let the air out. "Sorry. Sometimes, I tend to ramble on when I start talking about a topic. To get back to your question, those people referred to televised wrestling as Rasslin, and well, it's one of the many bits of useless knowledge that is locked up in this 463 year old head." He suddenly seemed a bit quiet and sad.

“Hey,” Baeryn lightly tapped David on the shoulder, “if it was useless knowledge I wouldn’t be so intrigued to know more. Besides, you're cute when you get lost in the past.” She elbowed him in the ribs playfully to lighten things up. “Your going to have to show me what you mean by televised wrestling, like in a ring? You and me?” Her eyebrows roses skeptically.

Looking over at the beautiful Betazoid hybrid, David gave a sad grin. He couldn't help it. Every time he thought about that part of his life, he got upset. The people he met then were some of the nicest, warm, open and honest people that he had ever met, even today. When Baeryn elbowed him, he chuckled. He was glad that she was part of his life. She gave him hope that there were still good people in the universe today.

Tipping his head in the direction they were headed, he replied. "Kind of. Though, not quite the same either. You Starfleet officers do know how to spar, don't you?" A playful shocked look crossed his face when he asked the question.

Baeryn shot David a cold glare, "I think I know a little more then just how to spar, Corporal." She put extra emphasis on the title as she sneered at him from under her lashes. She almost gave way to the smile fighting to cross her face but held strong.

David paused at hearing Baeryn use his rank to address him. Turning to face her, his smile dropped away and he just stood there, staring at her, unblinking, unflinching, as immobile and foreboding as a ton of marble.

Baeryn froze but never flinched, she wasn't sure what she said that triggered this reaction but she stood her ground, staring back into those cerulean eyes, waiting for him to speak first.

Slowly, like a wild animal stalking his prey, David moved closer to Baeryn, never taking his eyes from hers. Closer....closer...until they were standing toe to toe. Tilting his head to look down into her eyes, they stood there for a few tense beats when he finally said in a whisper, "Boo."

As David approached her that fire inside her started to flicker to life. Gods, how she loved it when he was stern. Slowly Baeryn lost the battle she was waging to keep a straight face and laughed. She used both hands to shove David away, "Don't get me excited or we'll be headed back to your quarters for a different kind of wrestling." Before he could counteract her comment she started stalking away towards the direction he had pointed.

David chuckled as he jogged to catch up to her. "Word of advise, Baeryn." He said as they reached their destination. The sounds of several Marines inside fighting and cheering. "Never get into a staring contest with a sniper. Because the moment you do, he's got ya." He hit the door control and the large double doors slid apart, the sound of the Marines, plus loud, drum-heavy music was blasting through the now-open doorway. David grinned and bowed to Baeryn. "Ladies first."

"And here I was under the impression he already had me." She jokingly shrugged but her attention was almost immediately drawn to the shouts and roars of a crowd. When David opened the doors Baeryn's eyes took it all in, the music, which already had her pulse racing, the mass of cheering marines, keeping a composed look on her face was no easy task when she wanted to balk at the entirety of what they had just walked into.

The compartment was large. Ten meters deep by twenty meters long. The door that they had entered in through appeared to be located at the center point of the room. There were several separate groupings of Marines scattered, of all genders and species, intermixed with each other. In the center of several of the groups a pair of Marines sparred off with each other. No one was wearing any gloves or protective padding of any kind.

Also, every one was in various states of uniform wear. Combat boots, camo or solid green fatigue cargo pants and either olive drab green t-shirts or tank tops. Or, for some of the men, bare chested. Eyes started to move over Baeryn and her choice of clothing. From somewhere in the back a male voice shouted, "Who let the Fleeter in here?"

For a split second Baeryn took in too much emotion at once from the surrounding marines. Being around David she always dropped her guard unintentionally, never fearing the consequences. Their disdain for her fueled her own attitude, a new level of cocky she normally wouldn't dare show, not backing down from all the eyes on her she slowly ran her own from one corner of the arena to the other.

David reached out and took Baeryn's hand in his. "I did! Anyone has an issue with that, meet me at center mat, now!"

The voice called again. "Alright, Fleeter-lover! I'm gonna mop the mat with your face. Then I'm gonna date your Fleeter girl!"

Baeryn's lips curved up into a half grin as she released David's hand and stepped forward towards the mat, her eyes searching the direction in which the voice had come from. "I'm no one's consolation prize!" She shouted back, moving ever closer to the mat. "But please, by all means show me what that loud ass mouth can do." She wanted to lock eyes with the marine before stepping into the make shift arena so she waited along the outside, an impassive look on her face.

David grinned to himself as Baeryn stood up for herself. He, of course, would have, but, clearly, didn't need to. He, instead, just moved up towards the center mat. Bowing to the center once, then entering, removing his tank top as he moved, revealing his bare torso, chiseled and flexing, his tattoo across his shoulder blades seemed to be alive and ready to take flight. Finally stepping into the center ring, he waited.

From behind the crowd, a huge tower of a human male stepped forward. He looked like he had just stepped away from a mountain and was dark as the eyes of the Betazoid hybrid he loved. His muscles seemed to have muscles, stacked upon one another. "I'm going to flatten you, sniper boy. Then I'll take my sweet time with your girl there." He blew a kiss to Baeryn.

David readied his body and then extending his left hand and beckoned the big man.

Baeryn stood along the edge of the ring, hands on her hips with a look of false boredom on her face.

The big man bolted towards David, but the smaller man simply stood there, ready to strike.

The hybrid Betazoid rolled her eyes at how David played with the big oaf. She already knew what was going to happen before the idiot charged at David.

Finally. As the big man was about to hit, David performed a perfect spinning heel kick, catching the big guy right in his solar plexus.

A satisfied feeling warmed Baeryn, her face relaxed a bit, those deepest of black eyes alive with an eagerness to see her love in action. Though she was let down it wasn't her out there landing blows. She doubted David would let her in that ring willingly.

The big man took the blow, staggering back a few paces. Rubbing his chest, he snarled. "Now you gonna pay, boy." He rushed back in and in a speed that belied his size, began to exchange fierce blows with the El Aurian.

David parried each hit expertly, then started to land some impressing hits of his own. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he grabbed the big man's arm and fell backwards, twisting away as he did so. Using his opponent's own weight and momentum against him.

The big man grunted as he was pulled off his feet and landed soundly on the mat.

Without hesitation, David quickly locked the man's head an left arm in a vicious scissor leg lock. He pulled back on the arm as his tightened his hold on the man's neck.

Baeryn watched as the crowd cheered and shouted. The utter excitement they all found in the fight scene before them came as no shock. The emotions emanating from them did though, there was pride and surprise mixed with a feeling of home she couldn't place though the feelings made her smirk.

After a few attempts to struggle free, the big man finally just looked up at David.

"Apologize, " was all that David said.

Moving his eyes to the woman he had just taunted. He frowned slightly. "Sorry, Ma'am."

Baeryn scoffed at the forced apology but gave a slight nod of her head respectfully.

David released his hold and rolled away, then performed a snapping heel kick to pop up from his shoulders to land on his feet. Reaching down, he extended his right hand to his opponent. "Damn, Moses, you have certainly put on a few extra pound of muscle!"

The big man, Moses, stood up and shrugged. "What can I say, you know I come from a heavy gravity world." The two men then laughed and exchanged a quick hug. "You gonna properly introduce me to your girl now?"

David slapped Moses on the back and tilted his head towards Baeryn. "Moses, this is Lieutenant Baeryn Whavi, Chief Ops. Baeryn, this is Sergeant Moses Henderson, one of my oldest friends here on Elysium."

Moses extended a friendly hand to Baeryn. "So you're the young lady that has put my sniper in such a good mood. It's a pleasure to meet you, Baeryn."

The hybrid took the marines hand and gave it a fierce shake. "Pleasure is all mine, though I wish we had met in that ring first." She gave a nonchalant shrug. "Maybe next time I guess." She wore a sly grin when she released his hand.

This made Moses smile, his brilliant white teeth looking like stars against his dark ebony colored skin. Shoving a rather meaty elbow into David's shoulder, he said, "I like her! I can already tell that she's too good for you, David." Turning his attention back to Baeryn, he replied, "Let's go right now, little lady. I've still got plenty of energy in me. This string bean just got lucky." The big man moved back into the center of the ring. The other Marines started to gather back around, ready to watch and cheer the next fight.

David smiled at Baeryn. "Have fun. Just...don't hit him in the nuts, he'll get upset." He said with a rueful grin.

Giving David a wink she started to walk away, "See you soon string bean." She shot over her shoulder as she followed Moses into the ring. Rolling her shoulders and neck to warm up her muscles, Baeryn took up her place across from Moses. Smiling up at the mountain of a man, clearly taunting him.

Moses smiled in return before dropping the smile to a slight smirk. He thought about how brave the woman was to, not only come into this Marine-only area of the ship, but to willinybstep into thevcenter mat with an opponent that outweighed her by at least three times.

7Though both branches officially respected and accepted each other, there was still a sibling rivalry between the two. Marines stayed out of Fleeter bars and the Fleeters did the same. The only reason that he didn't feel any animosity towards the young woman in front of him, was because she made his friend happy. Of course, he was still going to put her down on the mat.

Bending her knees slightly Baeryn started to plan out her moves, she knew she didn't harness enough strength for any punch to have a hefty effect on the brute of a man. Wearing him out seemed like the best possible move but he looked like he could go hours before slowing. She was going to have to approach this scuffle differently, so she'd played the weak fleeter, keep moving until an opportunity to take him down opened up.

"You ready, girl?" Moses asked, baiting Baeryn to strike first. "Let's go. When I beat you, I'll feed you to my war dogs here." The smirk never left his face as he spoke, slowly circling Baeryn, who was in the center of the mat.

"You really love to talk about all the things you'll do with me, except I've yet to see any action." Tilting her head, she watched him circle her, she could feel him without seeing him. Her empathic abilities monitoring his emotions, she could tell he was getting ready to strike by the rise in his excitement. Silly boy.

Moses knew that Baeryn was a Human/Betazoid hybrid. He had looked her up as soon as he heard about David dating someone. The two men had been serving together for the past few years, back to Camp Amazon. He was the one to first call David, Ghostwalker. To see his friend as happy as he was warmed the big man's heart. He watched as she barely moved while he circled. He knew that she was using her gifts to know where he was. He decided to play her game. Raising his emotional state, he focused on grabbing her by her shoulders and throwing her to the mat. He then lunged for her.

Baeryn sensed his approach before she saw it. He was trying to lock her in a grasp she knew she had little chance of getting out of, she was sure those arms were worse then crocodile jaws. As she ducked out of his reach her face became stern, focused. When he rushed passed her, not expecting her to move so swiftly Baeryn tapped his ass.

The crowd erupted in cheers to Baeryn's simple tap. Several Marines started to cat call the big sergeant. Others whistled their approval to Baeryn. David crossed his arms across his still-bare chest and smiled warmly. It filled him with pride that his family was beginning to accept his bondmate.

Back on the mat, Moses had just stopped short after passing Baeryn and then getting the humiliating, yet funny love tap on his ass. Turning back to face his opponent, he smiled a hungry, toothy, smile. "Oh, it's like that, huh? Okay, little girl." He lowered his shoulder and lunged again, thinking about taking her in a spearing motion to her midsection.

Baeryn gave a quick ‘I don’t know what your talking about sir’ shrug. The moment she tried to tune back into what Moses was feeling she was overwhelmed but the emotions coming from the crowd. Baeryn’s lack of empathic training severely impacted her skill set when it came to her betazoid abilities, once she let one in, everything else came flooding through. She couldn’t just pin point one being at a time. Scrunching her brow she tried shutting it all off and focusing on her opponent the old fashioned way.

Bracing herself for the impact as Moses stormed her way Baeryn made sure to stay light on her feet. When Moses was close enough Baeryn spun, but quickly grabbed hold of Moses arm jumping to propel herself onto his back. Within seconds she had her legs wrapped around him locked at the ankles. Her right arm snaked it’s way around his neck applying just enough pressure that he was still able to breathe and speak. Barely anyway. She giggled in his ear, “Do you charge at all your opponents like a bull or is it my red hair?”

When Baeryn jumped onto Moses' back, David couldn't help but cringe. He instantly knew that she was done. He wanted to intercede, but, to do so would only lower her esteem in the eyes of the other Marines. So, he did the only thing he could do. Watch helplessly and hope Moses would be as gentle as possible.

Hearing Baeryn giggle in his ear, Moses smiled to himself. 'Oh, it might be a bit of both, Red." He started to thrash about, making a show of trying to throw her off his back. "And by the way, I'm sorry for what's about to happen."

Before Baeryn can react, Moses threw his left arm behind his, placed a firm hold on her left upper leg and pulled her around and forward, then pulled her up under his armpit and then without hesitation, body slammed her, his weight nearly crushing her, save for him taking most of the weight on his hip and elbow.

Baeryn immediately started coughing, the air had been knocked clear out of her due to the impact. She wiggled her legs as she started laughing and coughing. "Get off me you big brute!" She finally managed.

Laughing a deep belly laugh, Moses climbed to his feet, then offered a meaty right hand down to Baeryn. The crowd of Marines were cheering and laughing. They then began to disperse back to their own groups, knowing that the action was over.

Baeryn gladly accepted the help up, she could feel the bruises already forming where her hip had hit the mat.

Once she was back on her feet, Moses gave Baeryn a huge, friendly smile. "Baeryn, you are a helluva spit fire. You're good in my book. Come on down to the Thunder Dome anytime you want to have a real workout." He then saw David approaching out the corner of his eye. "Uh oh, Ghostwalker is approaching. You need me to rough him up for ya?"

Scrunching her nose she said, "He's actually pretty easy to put down, " she gave a knowing shrug and a side smile, "if you know what I mean." The laugh that came from her was new to her, foreign, but she liked it.

Nodding and grinning conspiratorially, he replied. "Oh, yeah, heh heh heh. I know what you mean."

When she managed to compose herself she asked, "Thunder dome? Gonna show me a few things if I stop by Brute? Like how to avoid getting body slammed again." She chuckled as she rubbed her sore hip bone.

Moses stood up straight and nodded. "Maybe even a few other tricks of the trade." He held his arms wide, as if about to hug Baeryn.

Baeryn stood uncertain, she was pretty sure Moses was going to wrap his large arms around her and bear hug her, so she braced herself for it.

Not getting a refusal, Moses moved in and gently wrapped his giant arms around Baeryn, lifting her off the deck in a warm bear hug. A chuckle rumbled deep in his double barrel chest. He then set her down as David reached them. Opening his embrace, he left one arm around Baeryn's back. "Now, Davey-boy, if you hurt my little sister here, I'll take the gloves off and break you, even with your harder El Aurian bones." His words were threatening, only slightly.

Baeryn snickered, she hadn't expected to be accepted to easily, especially by Moses. This was one of the few moments in her life she was glad to have been mistaken. The protective nature of Moses' words gave her heart a small pang, again, something she wasn't expecting.

David raised his hands in surrender. "Hey, I know when I'm outclassed. No way I could take you both on at once." He then dropped his hands and smiled at the two people he cared most for on the entire ship.

Moses looked to Baeryn. "You got this, Little Sister?"

Bumping her hip into Moses she replied, "Oh I got this, besides he's light work." Stepping out of Moses embrace she wrapped her arms around David's neck, pulling herself up to kiss him fiercely. Pulling back she spoke in a low rebellious tone, "How about just me?"

David slid his arms easily around Baeryn's small frame and returned the kiss with equal heat. A few Marines in the background hooted approval. David ignored them. "You think you got what it takes, with you clothes on?" He teased, winking at her.

“I don’t know Davey-Boy, you tell me?” The spike in her arousal was by no means a surprise but it had her pulling away from David knowing that if she allowed herself a moment to relish in it she would soon forget their surroundings completely. She wanted a workout, to sweat, work off some of this pent up frustration, a workout that would have her panting and drop dead fatigued after. There was one exercise that kept creeping into the forefront of her mind that she was having trouble dismissing.

Smiling mischievously, David replied. "Okay, let's go for a little run. Ready? Go!" And he took off towards the track that ran along the perimeter of the room, laughing as he went.

Rolling her eyes Baeryn set off after David, quickly matching his speed as she came in beside him. Her eyes flitted around the large room, but keeping an eye on who and what was in front of her. Picking up a little more speed she started to creep ahead of David as they came around a corner.

“How many laps?” She asked, David didn’t look like one for cardio so she was almost certain of what he was going to tell her.

Keeping a quick but easy pace, David playfully smirked and shrugged and replied matter-of-factly. "Meh, on this track? About a hundred-sixty. Easy. We'll have it done in about an hour at this pace. Faster if you wanna race."

Her jaw dropped in disbelief, "I signed up for a workout Corporal, NOT torture. I would like to be able to walk tomorrow!" Regardless of her protest she increased her speed.

David grinned. Increasing his speed enough to get a few paces ahead of Baeryn. He then did the unthinkable. He spun around and started running backwards? "Come on! Is that all you got?" He was laughing as if he was having a grand old time.

Baeryn sneered at David and reached forward as to grab him, but she was still too far behind to grab hold of him. His lack of a shirt didn't help. "Ugh!"

Clearly playing with her, he giggled. "C'mon! You can do better than that! Don't you want to teach me a lesson?"

Grunting with frustration she looked away from David and gathered enough momentum to push herself passed him, she knew he would soon turn around and catch up but it was her best attempt at hiding her sour expression.

After Baeryn passed him, David felt that he might have pushed it too much. Spinning back around. He caught back up to her. "Sorry. Should've told ya. I like to run."

After only seventy three laps Baeryn collapsed on the side of the path. One arm draped over her eyes, panting for breath. The air burned her lungs with the rate in which it entered and exited. There was sweat dripping from her entire body but she didn't care who saw or what they thought. Maybe not today, but one day after a lot of practice she would be able to finish the insane run.

Knowing better than to gloat, David slowed to a walk and then dropped to his left knee on Baeryn's left side. "Baeryn, you can't just stop..." he almost called her an affectionate nickname, but caught himself in time. "You'll get sick. C'mon." He took hold of her left hand in his and gently pulled her back to her feet. "C'mon, Baeryn. You gotta at least walk. Put your hands on your head and look up, try to slow your breathing, a little at a time." He walked next to her, only slightly out of breath.

She protested every action David had her perform, getting back up was the hardest. She couldn't speak due still struggling to breath and her feet were barely registering any movement at all. She side eyed David, then weakly gave him a playful shove. Then folded her arms behind her head to help open up her lungs to let more air in.

Chuckling softly, David reached down and grabbed one of the water bottles that were positioned every ten meters along the track. Pointing it at Baeryn, he said softly, "Turn around. I'm going to spray your back, this isn't ice cold, so it won't shock you. But it will help."

"I hope you plan on carrying me all the way back to my quarters." Her voice was dripping with sarcasm but more then a little truth.

Smiling, he replied. "Maybe. I might even let you use my shower. But first, turn around."

"No." She slowly began to drop her arms down to her sides and took a large step backwards. A perky smile spread across her face and she chuckled taking another step backwards.

Tilting his head, David grinned. "Baeryn? What's going on in that head of yours?" He started following her, closing the distance quickly.

Without warning Baeryn turned and started running away from David and that blasted bottle of water. She didn't know where the energy came from but suddenly she was laughing and overcome with a thrill of being chased. The thought of being hosed down in public with a bottle of water only giving her more strength to flee.

David paused, only briefly. Then, he smiled a predatory smile and set out after her. At first, she had a good lead, but he quickly started to close the distance.

Knowing her attempt at an escape had been hopeless from the jump, Baeryn started to slow, her body was not happy about running again. It was only a matter of seconds before David caught her, she stopped abruptly and squeezed her eyes shut knowing what was to come.

As soon as David reached her, He squeezed not only the first bottle, but a second that he had grabbed during the chase. Laughing loudly, he tossed the bottles in the track side reclamation chute, and turned back to face Baeryn, the hair on the back of his neck warning him of danger a split second too late.

Soaked even more so now with two bottles worth of water, Baeryn's thick hair was so heavy her ponytail was just about to fall apart. When she turned she caught David by surprise, sending her fist into his gut. No mercy in her eyes.

To his credit, David took the punch well, staying on his feet. It still stung, though. If he wasn't sure, he'd swear that Baeryn wanted to hurt him. Then he saw the look in her eyes. Okay, he thought to himself, She wants to spar, spar we shall go.

Backing away, he dropped down into a ready stance, his eyes locked on hers. He wouldn't hit her. But, he make damn sure that she didn't hit him.

Baeryn wore a scowl as she stalked towards him slowly. Her eyes never left his as she took his chiseled chin in her hand and brought his face less then an inch from hers, still keeping eye contact, those obsidian eyes boring into his very soul. The other half of her own. Water droplets were falling off her like rain, her curls hung down from the excess water, a few stray strands framing her face.

Seeing the look in her eyes, David needed no more encouragement. Quickly, he reached up and gently removed her hand from his face. "Not here." Was all he said, as he took her hand in his and quickly led her out of the gym. A few members of his family were still inside and had watched the whole encounter. They knew what was going on and, out of respect, both to David, and now Baeryn, whom Moses had declared an honorary Spartan, all averted their gazes as the couple quickly left.

Once they were in the corridor and David saw that there was no one present, he quickly scooped Baeryn up into his arms and sprinted the twenty meters to his quarters.

When they reached their destination, he unlocked the door entered, and relocked the door behind them.

“David that wasn’t necessary.” She sighed, “I literally was seconds from whispering 'boo'.” She stated as David relocked the doors to his quarters. Maybe she had played the part too well, she certainly hadn’t expected this reaction from him, frowning she crossed her arms over her chest.

This reaction actually stopped David dead in his tracks. He opened and closed his mouth several times, before standing up straight and running his right hand over the very thin stubble of his five o'clock shadow. "Hmm. I completely read that situation all wrong." Looking a bit sheepish, he said, "I'm sorry Baeryn. I shouldn't have assumed anything."

Baeryn cocked her head to the side, “I’d say that
was a greaaat first impression, they all probably think I’m going to beat the hell out of you.” She chuckled half heartedly, “And to think they all left you to suffer my wrath alone. Tisk tisk.”

Baeryn stood awkwardly not wanting to lean against anything, her skin and clothing still very much sticky from the sweat now mixed with the water David had dumbed on her. She shifted on her feet.

David grinned slightly. "Well, first thing we should do, is get you out of those wet clothes. C'mere."


“No.” She said with a wicked grin. She crossed her arms tighter and stood her ground. She was enjoying being most likely the only person who ever told David no.

Arching an eyebrow, David worked his jaw as practically stared into Baeryn's soul. "I said," he repeated, in a quiet, yet quite hungry voice, "Come here."

Baeryn scrunched her nose as she shrugged her shoulders, “and I said No.” There was no hiding the joy she got from opposing David’s command.

Growling softly, David slowly moved towards Baeryn, his eyes locking onto hers much like a tiger eyes his prey.

With every step David took towards her, Baeryn retreated, until of course her back was against the wall and she had no where else to go.

Planting his well built arms on either side of her head, David exhaled through slightly clenched teeth. "Take...your...clothes...off....now." There was a primal growl in his voice as he finished speaking.

Baeryn stared up at him from under her lashes unblinking for what felt like an entire minute until he growled, the sound reverberated in her sending goosebumps up her spine and down her arms. David always brought out the playful side in her she didn’t know was there.

Leaning forward until she could feel his warm breath on her lips she said in a voice just above a whisper, “Make. Me. Corporal.”

Reaching up, David slowly wrapped the fingers of his right hand around Baeryn's slender throat. He then pulled her to him and said again, his voice full of authority. "Now."

Baeryn tried not to give any inclination as to how turned on she was with David’s hand wrapped around her throat. She almost caved and begged him for more, but she could play this disobedient lover for a bit longer. In a sultry tone she responded, “No.”

Tilting his head David's cerulean eyes turned cobalt. With little effort, he started to lift Baeryn off of her feet. "You will obey your master, slave. Do I make myself clear?"

The air rushed out of Baeryn in one exhale, she should definitely defy David more often she thought. The hybrid gripped the wrist of the hand that was clasped on her throat tightly as David lifted her. With her free hand she slowly ran a single finger down David’s bare chest. “I think I need a healthy reminder why I should.”

Glaring at Baeryn, David swatted her finger away with his free hand. "You were not given permission to touch your master! Holding her aloft, he slammed her back into the bulkhead. Then he squeezed his right hand a little tighter. "Are you ready to obey now?"

When David slapped her hand away she smirked, but it was short lived when her body was slammed against the wall. She didn’t cry out until his fist tightened around her throat and she let loose a whimper. Both hands where griping his wrist now as she kept her eyes focused on his. Sternly, if not stubbornly Baeryn said through clenched teeth, “No. If you want my clothes off, you take them off.”

Feeling a primal urge flow through him, David lowered Baeryn to the deck and released his hold on her. He then reached over, grabbed the bottom hem of her sports bra and pulled it up, forcing her arms up as he did so. The instant her hands were free of the top, he dropped it, grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the bulkhead above her head.

After securing both wrists with his left hand, he used the index finger of his right hand to trace a line from her wrist, down to her face. Taking hold of her chin, he tilted her head back. "You like it when we play rough, don't you?"

Baeryn wiggled her wrists a bit, just to test his grasp. She wore a satisfied but still yearning expression as she nodded yes, silently begging him to continue. Her back arched against the wall sending her body towards his, her cold skin wanting friction, heat. "Don't be a tease." she said with mild authority, somewhat threatening.

Releasing her chin, David continued to trace a line lower, his eyes following the trail his fingertip created down her throat, her left collar bone, shoulder joint, back to her sternum above her cleavage. Then down between her cleavage, careful not to touch her breasts.

His fingertip continued down over her belly, around her small bellybutton, then down to the waist line of her leggings, where he stopped.

Keeping his head tilted down, he raised his eyes to look at her face, while he drew a lazy circle just above her waistline. Slowly, he raised his head as well. "You want me to go lower, don't you?" His voice was heavy with desire and control.

David's touch sent chills down Baeryn's body as he tormented her. In that moment she yielded to him as her insides melted at the fire he stocked. Her voice was breathy and begging, "Please." She didn't have the ability to form full sentences anymore.

The corners of David's mouth jerked upwards as he felt Baeryn's defiance finally break. Painfully slowly, he slid his hand down under the waistband of her leggings, feeling the dampness on her skin, which was a mixture of sweat, water, and herself. He slowly traced around the outside of her vagina, his fingertips teasing as they went.

At first Baeryn watched David's traitorously slow journey south of her waistband. Then Baeryn's eyes shut as she tiled her head back against the wall and moaned, cursing at him under her breath. Her breathing hitched and the blood started roaring through her veins knowing he could feel how wet and ready she was. She pulled on his grip, dying to wrap her arms and legs around him. "David," she moaned, trying to reach her mouth towards him but he held her firmly into place.

A satisfied smile started to cross David's face. "You like this, don't you?" He moved his fingers around more, careful not to go too close, not just yet. "You aren't going to disobey me in here again, will you?" His own manhood was screaming to be released and inserted inside of Baeryn.

Her middle was throbbing with the close proximity of his fingers. Burning for more. She was utterly powerless in her fight for dominance, willing to do whatever he requested, anything for him to give her what her body was craving. Shaking her head she said," I won't! I-I promise, David, please...". Baeryn attempted to move herself against his hand, that damn teasing hand that was holding out on her, tormenting her.

Finally, a full smile crossed his face. David released Baeryn's wrists, and while his right hand stayed against her skin, he reached down and grabbed a large handful of hair and jerked her head to look at him. "If you ever do so again, not only will I not do this," he slid his fingers inside of her and rubbed everything that he knew she loved touched, "but, I will forbid you from touching yourself in the same manner. Do you understand me?"

Baeryn erupted with release the moment David plunged his fingers inside of her, like a dam breaking, it soaked her leggings, she almost screamed at the pleasure but managed to bite down on her bottom lip. Her arms held on to David's broad shoulders in order to keep herself standing. “I under- yes, I understand.” Speaking sentences was useless in her current state, her mind was amiss with the pleasure David was giving her that she couldn’t think of anything else. “Harder.” She half growled, half begged.

Feeling empowered by how he was making Baeryn feel, he complied with her request. As he increased the pressure of his digital manipulations, he leaned in and began to kiss and nibble her neck. His own body screaming to be with her.

The combination of David’s fingers inside of her and his mouth on her neck was beyond euphoric but she needed more. She wanted his length inside of her. Baeryn was so greedy when it came to David, she wanted all of him all the time. After another release and a few minutes her greedy hands left his shoulders to pull her leggings down, stepping out of them as she hastily went to remove his pants. Her mouth found his and around the hurried kisses she said, “I want you buried so deep inside of me that I won’t know where you stop and I begin.” Finished unbuttoning his pants she pushed them down to reveal his manhood. Immediately she wrapped her right hand around it, pumping him just twice before adding, “Please.”

David almost exploded when Baeryn touched him. At that point, he no longer had coherent thoughts. The only thing screaming in his head was that he needed her! In an answer to her request, he pulled her to him and walked back to the bunk. Laying down on his back, he pulled her up on top of him. Carefully, he guided his manhood into her and then moaned as she slid down onto him, taking every bit of his length.

Baeryn could feel the muscles in her thighs quiver, still sore from the run she failed to complete. She didn’t know what kept her body moving, back and forth onto David’s length but she held on to it like her life depended on it. They both needed this, she would ride him until he screamed her name, no matter how her muscles protested. Her favorite perk of being on top was controlling the movements, basing her speed and roughness on David’s moans and facial expressions. One hand ran threw her curls while the other squeezed her own breast.

David’s hands were firmly planted on Baeryn's hips, holding her steady as she rode him into sweet oblivion. Closing his eyes, all he saw was the brilliance of their energies, both swirling around each other and mixing into a tight knot in between them. He didn't want the experience to stop. He wanted this feeling to last forever. This place, here, right in this instant before climax, the entire universe seemed to completely melt away, leaving only the two of them, together, forever.

The pleasure was steadily building causing Baeryn to increase her speed, her moans growing louder every time she came down onto his length. She leaned forward and dragged her nails from David's chest to his navel, her toes curling the closer she got to climaxing.

A few more, gloriously intense, moments later, and David could hold back no longer. "BAERYN!" He grunt shouted her name as he gave her everything that he had inside. Then, after a few last thrusts, he collapsed, fully spent. Words no longer existed in that moment. All he saw in his mind were soft blues.

Out of breath Baeryn panted as she looked down on the man she was undeniably in love with. Red lines marked his chest, getting lighter as the moments passed. She was afraid to move, knowing there was no way her legs could function properly after such a ride.

Reaching up, David whispered to Baeryn. "C'mere." He gently helped her lay down atop his still-heaving chest. Once she was down, he carefully swept her matted locks of curly red hair from her face. "What," he tried to say between breaths. "What was that? You did something that...that pushed me to a whole other level." His breath caught in his throat as he quickly asked, "Oh, Goddesses! Did I hurt you?!" He tried to see if there was any damage to her beautiful neck.

Baeryn moved to cover her neck, "If you did I liked it, I'm fine so stop your fussing." She mentally noted to stop by Medical before her next shift. "And I don't know what you mean, what did I do differently? Aside from finally...submit to you." She couldn't stop the laugh that came.

David couldn't help but feel bad. Especially when she hid her neck from him. "Baeryn, I...I'm sorry! I don't know what got into me there! I haven't done anything like that since..." His words faded off.


Baeryn's brow furrowed in confusion, her body going a bit tense. She knew David had lived a long life before she was even born but she somehow always forgot that little fact. "David, I'm fine, I quite enjoyed the hell out of it, if you hadn't noticed. I've never cum so quickly in my life." she paused, "but what do you mean since?"

Hearing her words, David first smiled, then blushed. "Well, uh...I, uh, dated a Klingon once, during my second trip towards Earth, before my home world was destroyed. We had stopped at a Klingon outpost to resupply, and the, uh, the base commander took a liking to me. Offered to resupply us for free if I would stay with her during our resupply process. She managed to stretch it out for three weeks." He seemed a bit embarrassed by admitting a past relationship.

Baeryn blurted into fit of giggles, "You, with a Klingon?" She continued laughing as she moved to face him, she stopped but smiled. "Cardassians, surprisingly are more fun than Klingons." She raised her brows playfully. "But, I think El-Aurians are my favorite."

Grinning and chuckling, David suddenly rolled them both over. His left hand gently running up Baeryn's right thigh, moving towards the inside as he went higher. "Oh?" He asked with a raised eyebrow. "And why is that? Do you think you've tamed one?"

Holding David's stare Baeryn’s face took on a more serious, but soft expression. “No,” she paused, “I think he’s taming me.” The hand sliding up her thigh made her shiver, she shifted, opening herself up only slightly, a sign she wouldn’t mind if he kept traveling near her center.

David's expression instantly softened at Baeryn’s words. It was the closest way that she had said I love you, and he recognized the power of both her stare and her words. He would not abuse this moment. Feeling her shift slightly, he slowly, and tenderly slid his fingers inside of her. There was no rushing this time. He would take his time, make things last as long as possible. He lowered his face to hers and gently kissed her, savoring every bit of her that she would give.

**OFF**

Lieutenant Baeryn Whavi
Chief Operations Officer
U.S.S Elysium

&

Corporal David Tonelly
Marine Sniper
USS Elysium

 

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