Life is but a dream....

Posted on Thu Aug 8th, 2019 @ 1:54pm by Major Cornelius Tremble
Edited on on Thu Aug 8th, 2019 @ 1:58pm

907 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Episode 7 - Home Again
Location: Quarters of Cornelius Tremble - Deck 2 - USS Pioneer
Timeline: MD009 2345 hrs

The music pulsed around her as her hip-hugging jeans caressed her hips and taught backside as she swayed to the music. Her hands moved absently along the panes of her tight belly that was bare. Her shirt stopped just below her pert breasts exposing her belly and back as she moved. Taking a step forward him her pale blue eyes locked on him as she pressed herself to him. Moving his hand to the middle of her back.

Neil's head was foggy and he shook it, trying to clear it. Had Tallida came back after her shift after all? She said she wasn't going to and they'd agreed.

Then he had his right hand at her back and her other hand, held in his with both of them resting upon his left shoulder as he held her close.

Talking didn't seem appropriate to him, somehow. But he still said, "Tallida?" In a questioning tone.

"Yes, Love?" Her eyes fluttered as she smiled up at him. She bit her lower lip as she moved with him, grinding against him as the music pressed her further. "Is something wrong?" Her hand moved from his and traveled up his neck and lightly touched the skin on the back of his neck.

Now his brain was getting fuzzy for a whole other reason and Neil's now free hand dropped to her hip. "I thought you weren't coming back after your shift?"

Tallida let out a giggle that was very out of character of her as she moved her other hand up his chest to join its pair. "Are you feeling alright?" She grinned. "You don't remember calling me and asking me to come back?" Using the nails of her fingers she ran them lightly up and down his neck. "I told you it might not be a good idea." The innocence in her voice was in stark contrast to the deviousness of her body.

Neil nodded and then decided to hell with it. "It probably isn't, but..." and then he kissed her, starting slow but then leaning in.

Tallida yielded to him. Her fingers hungrily tugging at his shirt and anything she could reach. She broke the kiss as his lips began trailing along her jaw. "Make love to me, Neil." she breathed in desperation.

He was peeling her clothes off like a piece of fruit. He somehow wasn't wearing any and they were kissing again and he whispered to her, despite his desires. "Are you sure about this Talli? I approve but...I want you sure..."

A soft laugh escaped her lips. She touched her hand to his cheek guiding him to look at her. "You are such a good man." She said softly before she placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I am lucky you love me." She gave him another kiss as her hand rested on his chest, unlike the previous kiss, the heat of this one threatened to burn the world with them.

Her words barely registered as they melted into one another.

But they did and a part of his brain detached and he wondered if he did love her. There was something between them, but was it love? Was it this...the haze that now surrounded them? Neil wasn't sure...and he was certainly distracted.

Tallida took his head, leading him towards his bed. A come hither look on her face as she flashed him a smile over her shoulder.

Almost as soon as they cross the threshold the setting changed. Tallida was laying in his bed, tucked in next to him. Her blond hair spilling across the pillow, her dark lashes fluttering against her cheeks.

Neil felt tunnel-visioned and hazy as he shifted to look at Tallida. They were mostly entangled with one another and he reached out and touched her cheek. Then he noticed that the ceiling was peeling away...then the walls of the room were falling away as well.

The bed she was laying on jerked and her eyes flew open. "What is happening, Neil?" she asked, her eyes aglow with panic as the room fell around them. Her arms wrapped tightly around him as she pressed her face to his neck. "Hold on to me, Neil. Don't let me go." Her voice broke as she spoke. The room falling apart as a force pulled, trying to part them.

He felt the desperation in her voice and felt it within his own soul as he tried to hold on to her but the floor had dropped away, then the bed. Then she was gone....

Neil's eyes snapped open and he saw the ceiling spinning on him and he rolled out of his rack, and knelt there while until he got his vertigo under control and his breathing calmed down.

Finally, he decided the floor was cooler than crawling into his rack again and he lay there, staring at the ceiling. Now he didn't want to sleep. Images of Tallida were vivid in his minds eye and he could hear her voice echoing in his mind.

Now he really didn't know what to think about the two of them. Was this his mind or the chems.....

A joint post by

Captain Cornelius Tremble
Marine Commanding Officer/Second Officer, USS Pioneer

Lieutenant Tallida Ovaa
Chief Counselor, USS Pioneer

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