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Sweet Dreams in Marsh Land

Posted May 2, 2021, 5:21 p.m. by Lieutenant Commander Brenna Neenna Atoded (Chief of Pets & 2nd Officer (COP)) (Jennifer Ward)

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Richard Marsh (Person Who Keeps The CO In Line (XO)) in Sweet Dreams in Marsh Land

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By the four Gods when the man finally decided to talk, he really talked. Supernatural kickass Betazoid empathic abilities. Some hold over to those super heroes he was always referencing-she had no idea about any of them. “I didn’t want to break heart. I was hand picked for my first mission. I was told to settle my afairs, to take that seriously, it wasn’t just lip service. The risk was high…” She bit her lower lip, her gaze never leaving his. He would see the haunted expression on her face, feel the shiver go through her body where he’d pulled her close, and ‘feel’ fear from her memories. “I didn’t want you waiting for me if I never came back.” She thumped his chest, hard, “You weren’t supposed to wait for me! You were supposed to hate me and move on. You weren’t supposed to…” Her voice trailed off as the years tracked down her cheeks. She made no effort to hide them. “I always loved you, Mouse heart.” Normally she meant to tease him with the term but it carried a wealth of memory and emotion that Richard could feel. Her mental touch was like sun warmed velvet. ‘We were always a good team. And as far as the ship goes, please don’t give it up. I want you here, you’ve worked hard for it. If nothing else I’ll be the ship’s number two.’ She took his hand placing it over her heart. Her mind, her superpower, connected them easily. ‘I feel it here, I always have. I love you, I always will. I promise I won’t leave unless you tell me too.’ The blunt was that she felt he deserved the second chance but that she didn’t. She would take it anyway-he would feel that clearly along with her promise. ‘But I don’t want to be your number 2.’ She smiled softly but genuinely, the whole time her eyes still locked on his. But she would not kiss him this time; he would have to make that choice if he would trust her promise.
Lt Cmd Atoded

Richard fell into her gorgeous black eyes feeling a connection with Brenna’s soul as his hand was placed on her chest. The feeling of her soft skin was always satisfying to his touch. He could feel her heart beating softly as she continued to unveil her feelings and utilize telepathic communication directly to his mind. After she finished expressing herself fully, he lowered his hands, slid them down her sides, and set them on her hips. He easily pulled her lighter body in against his and leaned downward kissing her lips softly. A few moments went by as his lips remained close to her and then he lifted his head upwards, “I love you as well Brenna.” His expression was without a shadow of a doubt in the universe serious as he said those words. He emulated both meaning and feelings soley from his heart.

The kiss was soft and warm and Brenna fell right into it. People often describe a kiss, when it’s with the right person, as a jolt, a fire, volcanoes exploding. That was nice and all, but this was home. His hands were warm and strong and conveyed a sense of complete safety. For a woman like Brenna, that was impressive. She was trained to work in small pairs or alone, that even with a partner to only rely on herself for safety, security, and a strong will. So someone who made her feel safe was a heady love potion, indeed. It left her muddled and bemused.

He smiled at Brenna, “Now, I want you to stay here with me.” A light bulb went off in his head and his tone of voice indicated his excitement as he sounded like a child in that very moment but in a positive way, “How about we have breakfast for dinner? I will replicate pajamas for you and we can have a sleep over lady. What do you say? I know you like a good slumber party. Just this time you get to have it with a man that you love with all of your heart.” He laughed at himself due to the humor that he placed behind his words.

She blinked once, twice, thrice…huh? Oh man were the cadets and newly graduated ensigns planning another party? They trashed all of decks 17 and 18 last time, took two weeks to repair the damage. There had even been a hull breach! She began to giggle tiredly, it was his problem now! He gave her two days off she could sleep, the whole ship could get sucked out into space but she could sleep. He said so. “Pajamas for breakfast?” He could feel her trying to read his thoughts and make sense of his words. “Richard, honey, I know my species is alien to yours, but we don’t eat textiles. You do remember that right?”

He tilted his head slightly, “Lets enjoy a relaxing evening together. I can tell that you are exhausted, so we can stay in for the night. I have decided due to your hard work and dedicated service to the Constellation that I am going to give you the rest of the week off. You need to rest, reflect, and have a well-earned break. No ifs, ands, or buts it is official. In addition, I will take care of the dogs, give you foot rubs, and participate in any activities that you want to partake in after my shifts. I am sure that I have also missed a laundry list of things that you want me to do for you as well that you will remind me about during your time off. Thank you for performing Admirably my number one.” He winked at her and walked to the replicator to begin preparing dinner, “How about an Earth breakfast this time?” He turned to face her from the kitchen in an open stance.

  • Lieutenant Commander Marsh, XO

The dogs? Oh right she needed to feed the dogs, she looked around blinking, she was tired, she was going to have to go over the last week of orders…oh lord and lady what had she told the crew to do? Laundry? What was he talking about? She blinked at him again. “Richard I can’t eat a whole planet.” She stepped over to him and kissed him again, just to get him to stop talking. ‘Honey, stop talking. You’re speed talking and I’m too tired to keep up.’ Her kiss lingered until she was finally able to make sense of his thoughts. She pulled away and laughed softly. “Yeah, okay, you make us breakfast food, and I’ll stay, but I can’t promise how long I’ll stay awake.”
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP

Richard looked down at Brenna and met her lovely gaze as she truly was a breath of fresh air. The woman took fantastic care of her body and had a lovely sense of style between her stylish dark honey blonde hair, cosmetic, and clothing choices. However, he definitely could tell that she was exhausted as she misspoke and appeared to be confused about the fact that pajamas are a clothing not an exotic dish for one to devour. They both were both not as young as they used to be, so hard work caught up with them quicker than expected from time to time.

Richard’s mind moved at warp speeds, it’s what made him such a spectacular tactician. He could take in all aspects of a situation, analyze, and choose the best course of action, in a split second. If you weren’t prepared for it, it could be boggling to listen to his mind work through it. Normally Brenna had no trouble with it, but if she was exhausted she felt like she was spinning. Luckily for her, kissing him distracted him. She poked him in the chest. “I heard that. I’m not old, Richard. Take that back. You try running a warp capable starbase for a month and 4 days all alone and see how you feel.”

He leaned downward and returned her kiss, he loved it when she did that on her own volition. Richard had always felt that she was a fantastic kisser. Their chemistry and connection was perfectly in sync on a consistent basis. He extended his left hand downward as he patted and rubbed her tummy in a gentle manner, “Are you not at all hungry Brenna? I promise that you will not eat any textiles sleepy head. They are not in my diet either, in fact, that would be quite lethal to eat since I am not a trash compactor. Pajamas are clothing that are worn to bed, I can replicate a nice pair in your size. If you are not hungry, we can just lay down and relax. What would you like to do?” He smiled at her providing her with the choice. He stepped forward and kissed her forehead softly, “If Brenna wants to snooze, then that’s what she can do.” He then pulled her in for a nice warm hug of assurance that she could do whatever she desired for their evening and he would still be there to join her. The intimacy with Brenna made him smile, it was nice to feel loved once again.

  • Lieutenant Commander Marsh, XO

She laughed slightly, his light touch making her ticklish. She swatted his hand away futilely. “Yes I’m hungry, you said you getting food.” She wrapped her arms around his waste, resting her head against his chest as he hugged her. She wasn’t this tired when she’d sat down on his couch earlier in the day. Such was the body’s reaction when it finally gets what it needs, in this case-sleep, she would stay tired until she got all the sleep she needed. “I’ll let you replicate me pajamas, but it better be comfortable. None of that crap from Risa’s Secret Closet.” A fuzzy head, then two, and then a third appeared, wedging themselves between them. Three sets of pitiful puppies eyes stared up at them. She patted each one in turn. “I think the kids are hungry too.” He said he’d take care of the dogs, but…”Watch. Fekri, Nimm Futter.” Fekri let out a patterned growl and then the replicator swirled to life. A dog bowl appeared, except that the bowl had a strange handle. Fekri, on hind legs, grabbed the handle in his mouth and moved away. Geri and Fenris repeated the process. “Now you can cook.” Brenna grinned a teasing note to her voice, “I’m going to sit on the couch and drink that imitation hot chocolate you gave me, Mouse Heart, and try to wake up a little.” She made her way over to the couch, picking up the blanket that had dropped to the floor. She sat, legs tucked underneath her, blanket wrapped around her. She picked up the still hot coffee in one hand, pushing the heavy fall of her hair away from her face with the other. She sipped the coffee, the aroma invoking memories that made her smile. Her right hand resting on the couch found the compass she’d dropped, she picked it up staring at it, but not opening it. She closed her eyes, head back, occasionally sipping at the coffee.
Lt Cmdr Atoded, CoP


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