Posted Nov. 16, 2020, 9:52 a.m. by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) (Luke Hung)
Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in VIP Quarters- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Cassidy Abrams (Chief of Security) in VIP Quarters- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by Lieutenant Steven Leon Marsh (Chief Science Officer) in VIP Quarters- ‘Missing’ Side Sim
Posted by… suppressed (7) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
Marsh enjoyed the rather chaste kiss resting his hand about her waist. The natural resting place during a kiss… well maybe the second popular resting place, but he certainly wasn’t going to put his hands there.
Marsh
Closing what little space remained between them, Cass leaned against Steven and rested her head on his shoulder. She took solace from the solidity and warmth of his body. For a moment she could pretend that they were elsewhere and she wasn’t waiting to hear if her father lived or died.
Finally, she pulled back. “Okay, you go do what you need to while I crash. Come back in a bit. If anything happens before then, I’ll call you.”
Abrams, COS
“All I’ll be doing is sleeping as well.” He had been running doubles ever since the Tien had been lost and thing straight through during the rescue operation. He was tired and needed a rest as much as anyone, he had the luxury of less stress as it wasn’t his parents, and better food since he wasn’t fighting for his life on in inhospitable world.
Marsh
Her instinct was to say, ‘stay here and we can sleep on the couch’, but was that weird with her mom in the other room? Did she even care? Reaching a hand out, she laced her fingers through his, feeling indecisive. “Then stay. I don’t expect to do more than doze. There’s a blanket, We can curl up.”
Abrams, COS
The corner of his lip turned up, “Mmmhmmm, like you can keep your hands off of this,” he gestured at his body with jazz fingers. The looked more seriously at the bedroom door that her mother just passed through. “I’m not sure I want the Commander to see us in a compromising position. ” On the other hand the mother in her might like the picture of her daughter’s boyfriend being so supportive.
Marsh
Cass couldn’t help but grin. “I’m not sure that curling up on the couch together would truly be a compromising position, tempting though you always are,” she teased.
Grabbing his hand, she gently pulled, inviting him to follow her. “Besides, we’re just going to nap. We’ll get to the other things I promised much later,” Cass added, knowing that later would depend much on how the next few hours went.
Abrams, COS
“Promises, promises,” Although this was one kind of promise Marsh was notoriously persistent in collecting.
Well Steven thought, if the Elder Abrams thought her 36 year old daughter hadn’t napped on the couch with her boyfriend… she was incredibly obtuse. The commander did not strike him as being incredibly obtuse. “Okay fine, but keep your hands to yourself… and if your mother flips out, I’m throwing you under the bus so fast your head will spin.”
Marsh
Cass threw a hand over her mouth to keep from bursting aloud into laughter and waking her mother. “Deal,” she said, settling onto one side of the couch and grabbing a blanket to pull over them both. Leaning in as he got settled, she whispered, I’m not sure I could have gotten through this without you. So, thank you.”
Abrams, COS
“It wasn’t anything… and I’m throwing you under the bus in an embarrassingly cowardly manner. You will lose respect for me as a boyfriend, as a man, and as a human. I would imagine if I didn’t look like this… you might lose interest in me sexually as well… but fortunately for us both, we know that’s not going to happen.”
Marsh
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