Posted by Lieutenant Celina Rodriguez (Chief Tactical Officer) in Tell me about Farius Prime

Posted by Commander Ardashir “Jack” Creed (Executive Officer / CIO) in Tell me about Farius Prime

Posted by Lieutenant Celina Rodriguez (Chief Tactical Officer) in Tell me about Farius Prime
Celina took a large swig of mouthwash. Swishing the tingly liquid around in her mouth she looked at her reflection planning her strategy. Tactics was all about knowing who you were trying to get information from or who you were trying to defeat. This should be easy expect her target was the XO. He knew her on a level most didn’t’ however since she was Jack’s fiance there were interrogation measures only she was privy to use. Spitting in the sink, she put on his favorite perfume and adjusted what little fabric she was wearing. Exiting the bathroom she saw Jack where he always was at this time of night doing what he always did: reviewing reports. While most couples had a no cookie policy for bed, they had a strict two PaDD only policy.

Sliding under the covers next to him, she moved his arm until is was around her body so that her head was laying on his chest and they both could stare at the screen. “Whatcha reading,” she asked him. This question would not be suspect based on how she looked and what she was wearing. It was just the ice breaker though.

Celina

Jack looked over at Celina with a small smile. She smelled fantastic as he put the PaDD down as he looked over at her. She was wearing close to nothing which was always a good sign for him, yet he couldn’t help but wonder in the back of his mind just what that really meant right now as she snuggled.

The snuggle, that wasn’t normal, not when’s he wore this. When she wore this most nights she took the PaDD from his hand and straddled on top of him. Celina was a firecracker and the atypical fiery Latina, which meant when she wanted something lustful and carnal she just reached down and grabbed it.

No, right now there was something new afoot. The arms around him and intimate cuddles indicated she needed to talk, about something. And she didn’t want him to be too much on guard for it.

“Reading reports, you look very lovely love… any reason for…” he said as he looked down, the view was even better from here as he could see the entire mountain ranges peaking out as he moved his attention back up to her. “… the lovely nature of what you are wearing?” he finished as he tried not to let his blood rush too fast, he needed to be vigilant.

Creed, XO

“I didn’t do laundry,” she replied drawing small circles in his chest with the tip of her finger. It was a lazy movement meant to relax him but the way her resting head was moving up and down on his chest, Celina knew his heart and breathing was nowhere near a resting rate.

“You know… there is the replicator. It can make… anything you desire. So… what is your plan with this…” he asked he bit his lower lip as he snapped his attention back up at her as his eyes had begun to wander downward.

Turning her body, she rolled over Jack’s body so that her hips were aligned to his and her chest rested on his just far enough down his body so that nothing aligned liked it was physiologically supposed to. Crossing her hands over his chest she rested her chin on them looking up at Creed’s face. “Besides I had plans if you were up for something different,” she waggled her eyebrows and bit her lip.

“You are never one to ask if I want to change my plans doll… so what are you thinking. Is this going to work in my favor or not?” he asked as he brushed her hair back as he looked down at her wondering just where this was doing but starting to feel like perhaps he didn’t even care what the plan was as he felt his breath shallow as he kept looking down at her.

“So what I was thinking was a game of interrogation,” she sat up so that her body straddled his. Interlocking her fingers with his she gently held his hands down at his side as she leaned up to kiss the tip of his nose.

“What kind of game of interrogation? In my line of work interrogation often involves electro probes and drugs… sometimes rope even… though imagine you might like all of those so I may have to use some harsher treatments.’ he said as he kissed her softly as he let his hands run down gently on her sides.

Moving back to her upright position she shook her hair out slightly letting it fall in cascades around her shoulders and back. Unfortunately for Jack only the position was compromising because everything visually stimulating was covered by the outfit or hidden under the covers. “So today a memo came across my desk. It was from an old friend on Orion. They are having some issues on Farius Prime. I advised him about what I would do but you are the expert. I want to make sure my advice was right and this is a more fun way to do it. The syndicate did it all wrong. They used brute force to get you to talk.” Moving back down to his neck she began to trail small kisses down his back. She made sure to avoid his lips but knew he could smell her hair and the perfume he gave her last month heightening his senses to what she was doing.

Jack might be a stone cold a hole when crossed but he was just a man and that would always be his greatest weakness if you were the right person doing the wrong things. “I am pretty sure I could get you to talk by less violent means so,” she eskimoe kissed his nose before looking into his eyes letting her hair tickle the bare skin of his face and chest, “if I was planning to land in the kohol district who would be easier to drop off my black market goods. The Syndicate or the Asfar Qatala because my black market goods are hot.”

Not waiting for is reply Celina began moving just enough to grab his attention. She tightened her grip on his fingers applying deep then soft pressure letting her index finger trace his from tip of his finger to the base where it attached to his hand.

“I have two ports of entry. Which is going to cause me the least resistance. The north,” she kissed him breaking It off by biting his lower lip slightly before releasing it, “or the south.”

Celina Rodriquez. (Chief temptation Officer)

Jack instantly snapped out of whatever haze he was in as he pushed her back off him as he got out of the bed. “You did what? That is not your responsibility and nor should it be. You know how many people died because of people like them, and you go digging your nose into clearances you know you have no damn right to be in.” Jack said, he was sure this killed the mood entirely but the fire idea of Celina probing into areas she didn’t have clearance to while engaged to him was something he hadn’t expected.

“Looking into people like this when you are not prepared can get you killed… and I won’t have anyone to blame for it but myself for not stopping you… so tell me what the hell this is about and now,” Jack demanded of her, his dark brown eyes narrowed upon her as he kept a steely gaze at her.

Creed, XO