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Dinner for Two...

Posted on Sun Jan 23rd, 2022 @ 8:35pm by Commander Kyle Reece

Mission: Season 5: Episode 3: CAPETOWN
Location: USS Elysium, various locations
Timeline: MD 3 / 1830 hours
702 words - 1.4 OF Standard Post Measure

After the work day was finished, Kyle had showered and changed into a nice suit. After grabbing a few roses from the replimat, he made his way to Vanessa's quarters. As her message just stated the time of their date, but not the location, he decided to meet her at her home.

Once he arrived, he reached up and pressed the door chime. He thrn waited. A soft smile on his face.

Vanessa opened the door and she leaned against the frame. "You're late by one minute." She showed off her elegant black dress.

Kyle brought the flowers around from behind his back. "It was difficult to decide on the gift, so I finally just went traditional." He held the blooms out for her to take. "You look phenomenal, by the way." His smile filled his face, as a look of hunger filled his eyes.

"When all else fails, flowers. Not bad. Kyle. Not bad. You can't ever go wrong with Flowers." Vanessa noted.

Kyle grinned softly. "I'm glad that you like them." He leaned in to kiss her softly.

Vanessa grinned and kissed him more. "I have arranged for dinner, my love. It took some time, and I had to research you well, but Liam managed to tell me your favorite meals."

Kyle arched an eyebrow. "Did he now? Well, my dear, sweet, ambassador, you certainly have been busy, haven't you?" He smiled and kissed her again. "Pray tell, what did I do to deserve such wonderful treatment?"

"You did so by being such an admirable man, my love. You are strong, unyielding, overwhelming even, and you haven't lost touch with your humanity, your courage. It's how the Alindari survived. No matter how hard we had it, we were still Tirielle’s Children, and we remembered her ways."

Smiling softly, he reached out and pulled her to him. Looking down into her beautiful face, he spoke in a hungry tone. Hungry for both food...and her. "So, what's first on the menu?"

Vanessa smiled wickedly. "I don't know, Love.. Do you want food? Do you want desert first? It's almost like asking me if you want to have your cake and eat it too. Shall I bind you up and forcefeed you?" She smiled. Food and sex often went hand in hand.

He looked her down and up, licking his lips as he did so. Oh, I think dinner can wait, Mistress."

Vanessa smiled and grabbed him... Pushing him onto the bed. She then smiled. "Kyle... Do you remember when you bonded with me, well, when we have sex now... It's going to make the whole experience that much more wonderful when you can feel my climax."

Kyle gave Vanessa a hungry grin. "Can't scare me with a good time!" He reached out and pulled her down to him, kissing her deeply. He then rolled them over, pinning her with his weight. Breaking g the kiss, he leaned back some, holding her wrists to the mattress by her head. "I am going to make you scream," he said hotly.

Vanessa smirked. "I'm wondering who would scream first. I'm ready to feed that pleasure back to you through telepathy." She grinned wickedly. "Oh you're going to be putty in my hands. My dear. When you know what Alindari women are truely capable of."

Kyle leaned back in and started to nibble on Vanessa's right earlobe. As he did so, he whispered. "Less talk...More action!" He then started to kiss her neck, moving around to her other side, then back up to her mouth, where he kissed her deeply.

Suddenly his mind was flooded with her emotions and passion as she returned the kisses..

Kyle moaned into her mouth as he fought to stay in control of his mind. Arrianna had never been this powerful! He decided to try something. Using what Arri had taught him, he threw the passionate images right back at Vanessa, adding his own, extremely descriptive mental images of what he was going to do to her. It was the only weapon he had to win this little battle of ecstasy against her.

Well, maybe not the only weapon. He could just wear her out.

~OFF~

 

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