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Mess Hall- Games of Seduction

Posted Jan. 17, 2023, 1:54 p.m. by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) (James Sinclair)

Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Mess Hall- Games of Seduction

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Micah shrugged. “Names can be messy. Anonymity can be a hell of a lot of fun, too.” he said with a grin. “Besides, if you wanted me to know it, you woulda told me. We’ll just have ta see how creative I can get if the opportunity arises to have to yell out your name at some point.” and he chuckled.

Pikelsimer

“That’s pretty bold of you,” she said, dropping her voice a bit more. “Though you could call me practically anything. If you say it just right, I’ll probably know you were referring to me.” Her gaze was intense and just shy of winking at him, she was absolutely fine with him knowing that she was enjoying the banter.

~Renden Jassa

His voice dropped to match hers, and his eyes sparkled with a very specific kind of mischief. “Well, maybe we should go somewhere more private and we can test that theory out? But I will tell ya, I’m a might rusty with my calls. We might have to test it three or four times just to make sure. Think you could handle that?”

Pikelsimer

“Practice makes perfect, or so they say,” she said simply, setting her glass on the table and with a fluid turn in her chair, slid out of it without even pushing the chair backwards. Then, the blond Bajoran simply sauntered out of the mess hall without any preamble and stepped into the corridor.

~Renden Jassa

Pikelsimer grinned and downed the last of his glass and sealed the jar on the table. He stood and looked at the table of gossips nearby. “One word, and I’ll gut you.” he said with a hint of malice. Inside, he laughed.

He made his way out into the passageway and looked around. Seeing his new ‘friend’, he walked over to her and said “So… you have any place in mind we can continue our little… talk?”

Pikelsimer

Letting him catch up with her, Jassa moved down the corridor with a surface ease that covered a tension of energy rippling underneath. She didn’t even look at Micah as she took deliberately relaxed steps. She was in no hurry, despite the anticipation. “Since we’re just talking, that could be just about anywhere, couldn’t it? But I do know this ship very well.”

~Renden Jassa

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Pikelsimer smiled and said “Well, perhaps somewhere we could talk privately, then. I know a sport or three myself. But if you know the ship so well, how’s about you lead? Consider it a challenge. Find a place we xan… talk… with little chance of us gettin’ interrupted.”

Pikelsimer

The problem with such a tiny ship was that there were less great places to hide where you weren’t in close proximity to an important area. For instance, they were on Deck 5, which housed the lower level of engineering and VIP quarters (like Pikelsimer’s). “We don’t even have to go that far either,” Jassa said, her eyes lit up with the intrigue of it all.

She almost reached out and took his hand, but thought better of it. There was playing games and then there was getting into deep trouble. Trouble might find her, but she preferred fun and games.

Stepping backwards with sure feet, the blond Bajoran spun on the ball of her foot and set off down the corridor, letting her hips punctuate every stride.

Renden turned right at a junction and proceeded a few more metres before she reached back and pulled him towards her as she stepped back against Airlock 3. They were deep in space so no one was coming this way. Her heart thudded and the anticipation rose up through her, showing in her eyes. “I doubt anyone will bother us here,” she purred.

~Renden Jassa

“Prolly not… unless my wife gets here. I have no doubt she’d make quick use of this airlock.” and he grinned and then leaned in and kissed her, his desire and restraint poured into it. His hands went low on her hips, and with a single surge of strength, he lifted her up so her legs wrapped around his waist and he pushed her up against the bulkhead. He pulled back just long enough to look in her eyes for a moment, and then he dove back into her.

Pikelsimer


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