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If This Isn't My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?

Posted May 12, 2021, 8:22 p.m. by Lieutenant Alexis Bonner (Scientist, Medical Researcher) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Dr. Solomon Kane (Medical Research & Development) in If This Isn’t My Bed, Then Whose Shirt Is This?

Alexis rolled over to a very wet nose, “uh…Frigga....” she sighed pushing the dog away. “Why are you on the bed?” Actually it wasn’t all that strange, ever once in awhile Frigga would jump on the bed at night but usually she slept on her own bed. Alexis sat up and blinked. This wasn’t her room, the orientation was wrong. She glanced down at herself, and that was not her shirt. It was Solomon’s. Kane’s…? No…she had a headache…or the remnants of one. He’d given her a strong anti-inflammatory last night. It eased the bumped and bruised parts from where she fell and the cuts and the headache from the massive panic attack. She pulled her knees up and hung her head down, arms draped around her knees. After a few moments Frigga head butt her in the side. “It’s okay girl. Let me find clothes and we’ll go for a walk.” Actually all she wanted to do was go back to sleep. But she had to get to work, it was her day off, but she needed to work. Or do something. She needed to get past the phobic attack, not think about it and focus on something else.
Bonner

The door in the other room slid open and closed. After a moment, Kane moved into the doorway. He looked at Alexis and said “How are ya feeling?”

Kane

Alexis looked up at him and smiled. “I feel better than I did last night.” She moved over, making room, if he wanted to sit. She had very clear memories of the night before, and now of course knew her behavior had nothing to do with the medication. The medication had only increased the the drowsiness. Her mother always said she acted ‘strange even for her’ after getting trapped in the dark. “Thank you for letting me stay here.” She glanced at his arm and then his shoulder and back to his face. “So will you tell me this morning?”
Bonner

Kane looked at Frigga and said “You need to go out? C’mon.” and he led her to the door and said =/\= Galen, take Frigga to the garden and then bring her back here. =/\= The door opened and the whistles of Galen’s voice had Frigga bolting down the hall and out of sight. He walked back into the bedroom and instead of sitting, laid down next to Alexis and put an arm around her, pulling her to him.

“Tell you what, sweets?” he asked as if he didn’t know the answer.

Kane

Alexis gathered her long hair behind her, twisted it around once and pulled it out of the way, before it got caught underneath her. It might also be nervous fidgeting, but then she had her head on his shoulder and was quiet for a moment. Then she began to trace the tattoo on his forearm. “Tell me what this tattoo means, that wraps and moves with your Brachioradialis. And this one,” she began to trace the one on his shoulder. “You said you’d tell me when I’d remember it.”
Bonner

“So you weren’t as out of it as you seemed to be. Okay… but then after, I want to do something that doesn’t require much talking.” and he put his hand on hers and moved it along the tattoo on his arm. “That is a coverup of another scar. The wings of the bird, an eagle to be precise, follow the scar and keep it hidden. This one… ” and he moved her hand to his shoulder, her palm on his skin “… I got when I joined the Fire Department.”

Kane

“My mom says I act really strange after being stuck in the dark.” And she had been very out of it, but the things her mind latched onto and deemed important was unpredictable. But then everything about him seemed important. She could feel the now subtle lines of the scar as he moved her hand across the ink and then her palm smoothed across the one on his shoulder as she studied it, separate from the ones around it. She left her palm there against his skin and raised her eyes to look at him. After a moment she seemed to come to some decision, she leaned in and kissed him, softly, but quickly before she pulled back.
Bonner

Kane smiled and said “What was that for?” and then held her hand in his close to his chest.

Kane

She blushed and then barely smiled, “You said wanted me to do something that didn’t require much talking,” then softer, “I like doing that.”
Bonner

Kane looked at her with an immediate intensity. “So do I.” he said before he wrapped his free arm around her and pulled her to him. He pressed his lips to hers and laid them both back down, his hand holding hers and intertwining their fingers.

Kane

Alexis curled her fingers around his and sighed into his kiss. Her free arm wrapped around the back of his neck as she relaxed in his arms. Her mind could have analyzed, taken mental notes, run at warp over hundreds of topics, but it simply didn’t. Everything else went quiet and still, and Alexis was only in that moment.
Bonner

Her body pressed to his, his to hers, and their lips moving ever them both closer and closer to the point of complete surrender…

“OHHOLYS&^TWHATISTHAT?!?!?!” Kane exclaimed and leapt straight up in surprise and shock.

Alexis sat up quickly, expecting something horrible to be happening. After the previous days events, she was expecting him with that crazy phaser of his, angry over the beating he’d been given. She literally scrambled back across the bed…

A black, cold, wet nose was positioned right where his shirtless lower back had been just a moment before, and then Frigga leapt onto the bed and wrestled herself between them and laid on Alexis and looked at Kane…

And was stopped by 20 lbs of very happy dog across her lab. “Frigga!” Alexis voice snapped sternly, but not mean. Her breath was heaving, and she took a deep steading breath.

…and then dropped the ball from the garden on the blanket.

Kane looked at Frigga and said through a glare “I thought we were friends…”

Kane

Frigga looked at Kane and then nosed the ball over as if to say ‘We are friends, I brought you my favorite toy.’ There was a triple trilling beep from the combadge on Frigga’s collar and then it repeated. Alexis muttered something that might have been “there is a god” before pushing Frigga off her lap and getting up and walking into the main room and the replicator. “Frigga, come here.” The dog jumped off the bed and padded into the main room. There was a bowl of food on the floor, “eat.” and then the trilling beeps again. Alexis reached down and tapped the badge to turn it off. Then grabbed the next thing from the replicator. A forest green dog vest. Alexis fastened it around Frigga while the dog finished eating. =^=GALEN take Frigga to the counseling suite. She can stay there till I pick her up.=^= She walked to the door, just in his t-shirt, let it open and Frigga took off following the whistles. Alexis walked back into the other room looking very shy.
Bonner

A passing Security officer stopped, stared, caught herself, blushed, and rapidly turned around and went the other way.

Back in his room, Kane looked up as Alexis came in and smiled. He stood up and walked to her, putting his hands on her waist. “I have an idea. Want to try it? You’ll have to trust me, though. Do you trust me, Alexis?” he asked softly.

Kane

Alexis took a step closer as his hands settled on her waist, her own hands resting against his biceps. She bit her lip before nodded, answering just as softly, “I do trust you, Solomon.” And she did and that was crazy to her, but she didn’t feel the need to question it.
Bonner

“Ok, then. I trust you too.” and he slowly closed his eyes tightly shut. His hands bunched the shirt up on her waist and he lifted it off of her in one smooth motion.

But his eyes remained closed.

He took the shirt and spun it into a single long piece if fabric and then slowly tied it around his own face. “Now, then… you have the control, Alexis. Nothing has happened that can’t be taken back. I haven’t seen you or felt you other than when we’re laying there. So you control where we go from here. I’ll follow your lead.” and his hands settled on her bare waist… but went no further.

Kane

She watched as he closed his eyes curious as to what he was doing, then the shirt was gone. Alexis blinked at him as he took the shirt and blindfolded himself. He trusted her too? There was a myriad of things he could be trusting her with, and the first that came to mind was control. It was her lead? Everything was her choice. She shook her head slowly, disbelief and gratitude in her expression that he couldn’t see, her long hair swaying across his hands as her head moved. Her hands traced across the tattoos on one arm and then the other. But it wasn’t his tattoos, it was the scars, even the ones hidden to the visual eye by the ink decorating his skin. She didn’t say anything but her mind took it all in, which ones were from burns, cuts, punctures, how the tattoos were designed to make the part of the image, how old they were, how deep, what damage it would have done.

Her palm traced over the one on his shoulder again, across his chest and abdomen. She slid both arms around him, holding herself close for a moment and then she moved around behind him. “Right here,” her hand trailed from the base of his neck down his spine and then across his shoulder blades. “The caduceus,” and then her hand trailed across the top of his shoulders and below where she’d stopped at his spine, “Do no harm…unless he’s a dick.” There was laughter in the softness of her voice. But at the L3-5 there was a scar the right of the spine, bunched a tight to the touch. Her fingers trailed and traced a tattoo on the left, but at the same time massaging the muscle there. “Tell me about this one.” While he talked she continued to gently work the muscle, using reciprocal movement to release the tension in the scar tissue. She wasn’t even doing it for any reason other than she could make him feel better. She kissed his back before returning in front of him, placing his hands around her back and kissing him, right before lifting the shirt off his eyes.
Bonner

As she massaged the scar, Kane moaned slightly. “That one… well… we were… picking up a kid from… a tenanment building. … He was… on the sixty-ninth floor. Landed and one of the gangs… told us we couldn’t take him. Initiation or something… he was nine, for f$#ks sake. … So I told ‘em… to pound sand. Put the kid in the MedEvac… a$$hole stabbed me in the back through my vest.”

Another low moan escaped him when she kissed him, and when the blindfold came off he opened his eyes and looked at her… all of her… and then he kissed her; slowly and softly, his hands moving lightly across her skin. After a few moments, what he was wearing fell to the floor with the discarded shirt and he pulled her firmly against him. Breaking the kiss just long enough to look her in the eyes, he said “Youv really are amazing, you know that?” and before she could respond his lips smothered hers.

Kane

She was pretty sure he was the amazing one, but the way he said it didn’t leave room for her to doubt he meant what he said. Most of the time a kiss is described as full of passion, fire, desire, but for Alexis it was very different. There was no lack of passion, no lack of warmth from his touch, far from it. But instead of fire, it was stillness, a calmness that only his touch, his kiss, brought to her mind and her soul. In his arms she could relax and in return her kiss conveyed all of that to him.
Bonner


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