Repercussions 2

Posted on Tue 13th Nov, 2012 @ 6:42pm by Commander Brian Windsong & Lieutenant Samantha O'Dell
Edited on on Wed 14th Nov, 2012 @ 4:25pm

8,103 words; about a 41 minute read

Mission: http://sb109.sim-station.net/index.php/sim/missions/id/3
Location: Brian's Quarters
Timeline: Repercussions 1

She had to swallow back tears she hadn't fought before. She flicked a bit of blonde hair out of her eyes. "I was afraid you were dead, and I was blaming myself for not noticing something was wrong earlier." She admitted. "And then all I wanted to do was rush in there and check for a pulse, but the Major got to you first and when she said you were alive I had to shift gears and my objective was just to

She felt his warm lips against hers and she wasn't exactly sure what to do, his hand was holding hers and she found herself entangling her fingers in between his. The kiss lingered, softly on her lips his felt like magic against hers. She hadn't realized her eyes had closed but for a moment they had. When she opened them, there was maybe a small space between their lips, the kiss had ended but the moment was just preserved there longer. Samantha was speechless.

He sat back slightly unable to read her for the moment, unsure if he had done something incredibley stupid or not, "Sam, I'm sorry I shouldn't have doen tht. ImeanI shouldn't have done that without asking, I didn't mean to offend you."

She held onto his hand. "Does it feel like it is something you need to apologize for, Brian?" Her voice was soft, she hadn't been kissed by anyone in a very long time. But Samantha was old enough to know that she felt something for Brian too, and she had enjoyed the kiss even if it had caught her off guard.

"I don't know," he replied honestly, "I needed that, after all I've been through it was just something I felt compelled to do it for some reason. I am starting to care for you Sam and I don't know what to do about it. The last person I really cared for, the last person I really fell in love with is dead and I don't want that happening to you."

She sighed keeping her fingers entangled in his, "And I'm here to help you through anything. I care about you, Brian and I don't want you to go through any of this alone." She leaned over and kissed him on the lips just gently and softly. "Brian, I'm not Morgan, I'm not going to die on you." She offered. "I'm not saying I won't get into some complicated situations because I am a security officer and it's part of my charming personality, but I have a lot of fire in me. I'm not going anywhere." She smirked. "And if the thought of me coming to save you can keep you alive, then you saving me has to help me stay alive."

He kept his one hand where it was entwined with hers he moved his other hand up to the back of her head entanging it in her hair, bringing their faces into even closer contact and he deepened the kiss, his breath quickening. Right at that moment he didn't speak indeed he couldn't speak. He wasn't sure where this would lead and he didn't really care. The food was forgotten, the future was forgotten, all that mattered for him was that moment in time.

Samantha felt her whole body weaken at the contact she moved to the edge of her seat. She kissed him opening up to him, her heart was pounding so hard she was afraid he could hear it. The kiss made other parts of her body want more of him, her free hand touched his cheek caressed him. She was lost in the moment, lost in the definite connection and she didn't care that he out ranked her. Somewhere in Sam she told herself to slow down but that voice was so tiny that it was drowned out by the overwhelming need to share passion with him.

She wouldn't have moved this quickly but Brian needed the comfort... and she was not uncomfortable with him or with the contact.

For a long moment he let the kiss linger. He hadn't known what to expect because this moment was totally unplanned. He realized that there had been an emotional connection the first time they had met he had just been too preoccupied to notice and maybe just a bit too much of a cynic to think that love at first sight could even be a remote possiblity.

Was this love? He didn't know for sure. Would it last? He really couldn't say. But he was already more attached to her than Cara, or anyone else that he knew. At some point during the kiss his hand untangled itself from Sam's, traced it's way down her neck and inside her blouse."

Samantha's hand moved from his face and locked like a vice around his wrist. Her eyes opened, the moment was shattered like a mirror into dozen's of pieces in her mind. Her eyes lifted slowly. "Slow and steady, right?" She offered his own words to him. Not in rejection but that part she was just not ready for. If it was love and blossoming romance there was time...

He winced slightly her grip was stronger than she intended. He nodded, "You're right,"he said, "I don't want to move too fast. You could let go of my wrist though,I've learned my lesson."

Samantha grimaced when she realized how strong she'd gotten ahold of him. She felt badly now, embarrassed around him again. goddamnitt, she thought she never gets embarrassed and yet around Brian it had happened twice. "I'm sorry, I'm not making the greatest of impressions around you." She let go of his wrist. She didn't want to say she was overly protective of her person, but she was. Starfleet Academy had beaten that into her literally. Sam had been enjoying the moment, dinner and the kiss.

She wanted to take it back and keep kissing him, but part of her knew that wasn't going to happen. "It's been a long time since I've been close to anyone, I'm sorry, it was a reaction." She admitted.

"I'm sorry too," he told her. I shouldn't have pushed you like that. I could blame it on my culture, but that would just be a shitty excuse. I'm bigger than my culture, or at least I should be. Could we just rewind to the kiss?"

Samantha smirked and nodded her head. "I'd really like that." She took his hand in hers entangling her fingers in his again just as she had before. She moved closer to him as she tried to keep most of her behind on the seat. "Where were somewhere around here, I think."

He smiled at her cocking his head as he did so, "I think that was about right," he commented as he leaned in and kissed her using just his lips for the moment.

Samantha often forgot he was sightless, he just seemed to operate without the use of his eyes so well that it never or rarely clicked that he couldn't see her. She kissed him, tasting the warmth of his lips. she found herself fighting to stay seated again. Her other hand founds its way to his cheek again.

He brought his hand up brushing against her shoulder before finding her neck. Making sure his hands stayed where a gentleman's should he pulled her closer, deepining the kiss. Feeling something he had not felt for a long time, wasn't sure if he ever would have felt again, and emotional connection.

Samantha slipped from the seat and opened her lips to his, the kiss deepened and she felt things inside herself she'd never felt, never before in her life. She heard herself moan softly at his embrace, it was clear to her she was attracted to him. She felt like she'd known Brian forever, connected.

As their kiss deepend and their tongues met, Brian felt her emotions change and began melding with his. He wanted in the worst way to make love to her. Only a few moments before it had been pruley physical, just a fix to hold the ghost of Morgan at bay, but now the memory of his former lover seemed far away.

Still he had learned his lesson and he would take things a bit more slowly. After the kiss had broken off he asked, "Would you like to move to the couch, I promise to be good, or at least try to."

Samantha couldn't help but smirk at him, even though she knew he couldn't see it, somehow she was sure he knew what she was thinking and feeling. "You're very charming when you want to be. I think the couch would be a very good idea." Samantha couldn't admit to him she'd never dated, well that wasn't entirely true she'd tried it once in academy once and he'd tried to rape her. Tried being the key word in that, he'd ended up in medical right beside her both of them beaten to hell. Although she hadn't been the one to beat him up, friends in the security and intelligence divisions had done that as soon as they'd learned about her "situation" but again it had been swept under the rug because the young man had been a captains son and Samantha was a farmers daughter.

So it was safe for Samantha to say she'd never done much past kissing before, and why his hand suddenly moving under her shirt had scared her. No, she thought. She wouldn't tell him. It might change his mind about her, and she liked where this was going.

Brian on his part knew nothing of her thoughts or her history, had he had any idea he wouldn't have moved so quickly earlier.

Wicker spotted the two of them moving towards he couch, stretched, turned around and lay back down on her pillow. He reached out with his leg, found the edge of the couch and sat down on it. He leaned back against the cushion and pulled Sam close to him.

She came against him willingly. "Why are you so trustworthy?" She asked him. "What makes you so different from everyone else..." She sighed and pushed a lock of her own blonde hair out of her eyes. "I've spent the last 10 years trying to keep everyone out and you just up and hurdled every wall." Samantha smirked.

She could tell he was comfortable around her, but then he seemed so confident and cocky with most people she wondered if he was just acting most of the time or if he was really that comfortable in his own skin. Still she'd seen him vulnerable, and it made her appreciate him more, care more about him. That first day she'd arrived on the station and she'd gone to the holodeck, she had no intentions of meeting anyone or dealing with anyone, but there Brian was with Wicker sword and all. No one knew swords now-a-days... she couldn't count how many times she'd been laughed at for knowing how to sword fight. But Brian was kindred....


"I don't know about trustworthy, but I know I've been putting up walls for the last five years ever since Morgan died, but I just can't keep on waking up with a ghost beside me. It doesn't matter how many people I sleep with, its only physical. The next morning they're gone. I just can't keep on dealing with that I need a relatonship. Someone I can love and that is going to love me back."

Samantha kissed his lips gently, yeah, she told herself he needed to know. "Brian, before we consider a relationship there is something you really need to know." She nibbled on her lower lip, just for a moment, it was a nervous thing. "When I was a cadet at academy there was a situation. I was in a relationship with a guy who wanted to take things a little fast and didn't understand the word no." She admitted. "Now, he didn't get very far but I want you to know that I've been terrified of a relationship ever since then. I'm still...." She rolled her own eyes at her inability to explain to a man who took sex so casually that she'd never had sex. "Well I'm.... I'm new at this." She finally got out. "Kissing is as far as I've ever gotten."

She sighed touching his handsome face, his eyes were so intense... there was a pool of emotions behind then she was sure of it. "Just so you know what you're getting into if our relationship turns into the relationship I'm hoping for." She smirked at herself. I'm so lame, "And if you're not ready or willing to deal with my demons on top of your own I completely understand. I'll still be here, we'll still sword play in the holodeck."

Samantha added. "But I really want to see how far this goes."


"I want more than just crossing swords on the holodeck.Much more. My first goal is to deal with my brother and Kale. I might have to go off the renovation as you Humans are fond of saying it So I don't think you should be involved in that. Then, then I want to get my eyesight restored. Once that is done whatever demons you have will be child's play."

Samantha was taken back a bit... his eyesight.... and going after Kale and his brother. She shook her head. "huh-uh. No way... if you go after Kale I'm coming with you. He used me to get to you, I owe him a favor for that one." She'd let the reservation line go by the way side. But she couldnt' help but kiss him again. "Much more huh?"

He let the kiss linger, but kept it just a kiss, just his lips on hers. "You realize I'm not going after them as Lt. Commander Windsong to bring them to Federation justice, but I'm going as Brian, and Akadian that has been wronged and for my personal justice. If I am caught it will probably be the end of my career."

Samantha nodded her head. "You think I'm going to put up with being on this station without you around? Kale and his partner hurt you... isn't only fair and right that you and your partner avenge that wrong? Or is Akadian tradition different than what I've been reading?" She'd been curious about his culture and she'd been doing her homework.

Before replying he kissed her yet again, a deep, earnest, sensuous kiss full of promise and passion. "You would want to be my partner?" he asked. "You know about our culture? You know about bonding?"

Samantha felt the passion in the kiss the joy he held she felt his heart exploding through his lips. It was a passionate joyous feeling and she couldn't help but giggle some as she explained. "After we talked in the holodeck I went back to my cabin and spent hours reading everything I could find on Akadians. I don't know everything but I can't think of a better teacher." she offered. "Partner, companion.... all of the above."

Since his meeting with the CO and his chance brushing against his faces instead of his shoulder, Brian had been having thoughts of Ashton, the two of them had so much in common, but now he wouldn' have recognized Ashton if he had passed him the hall, his only thought was on Samantha at the moment. it was too early to call it love, to early to put any kind of label on it, but he knew he cared for her on so many levels. "Akadian culture now and when the time is right I can teach you about Akadian intimacy."

She smirked. "Sounds like a sound plan to me." Samantha sat there beside him close to him and wasn't entirely sure what to think. "Just let me know before you decided to go all Akadian and vanish."

He cocked his head his glass eyes seeming to see right through her though he was still as blind as ever, "Well I'm not sure I know what you mean." he said trying to sound innocent.

Samantha lifted an eyebrow. "I mean with Kale... promise me you won't go without me." She offered. "No matter what."

His hand reached out to her and after a second try found her face and stroked it. "I promise," he said with conviction."No matter what. I promise."

Samantha's hand went to his, as his hand found her face. "I have a question about bonding, when an Akadian bonds with their partner is it just the two of them or do they still have casual relationships on the side?" Samantha had to ask.

"Bonding does not always mean mongomy," he answered her truthfully, "That is up to the couple invovled. What it does mean is that they are honest with each other. There are no secrets. Why do you ask?"

Samantha chuckled. "You're Brian Windsong, do you know how many girls on this station talk about you? Not nearly as much as some of the men." She offered. "I want to know what might be in the future. And if I'm going to walk in on something someday." She added. "Humans aren't that care free with their relationships."

"If it comes to that, you won't be walking in on anything, I won't have any secrts from you. I can tell you I am going to stop seeing Cara and that right now there is no one else I want to have a relationship with other than you."

Samantha smiled, hell she beamed at those words. "You do? I thought this was slow and steady and see what happens?" She wanted a relationship with him too.

"Well it still is, but I want to focus on this, this whatever it might become, until we figure it all out."

Samantha nodded her head in understanding. "Can I ask why you want your eyesight? Now after so long?"

"Because I promised Morgan and myself that I wouldn't try to get my sight back until after the people that did that to us were brought to justice. Akadaian justice, not Federation justice."

Sam nodded her head again. "Ok," She admitted. "I can support that." She couldn't see how she really had a say in it but she was sure it was helpful that she was supportive of his decision. "What about Wicker?" She looked over at the sleeping dog on her warm mat. "You'll keep her right?"

"Of course, she's not just a pet, not just an aide to me, she is a companion, a friend even. I would not think of letting her go. I am not that kind of guy."

"No I didn't...." She frowned. "I didn't mean to imply that you were. I don't think you are that, you're hearts too big." She offered. "I didn't know if she was an aide assigned by starfleet medical, you know you're big hearted but not everyone in the fleet is as sweet."

"Ahh,I see what you mean. She was assinged to me for life, but I don't know if they will allow me to keep her. I would think they would it would be very difficult for her to bond with someone new. If need be I will buy her i I have to."

Samantha nodded her head. "I meant to tell you, the CO was impressed with my standoffish behavior against Kale." She offered. "I got promoted."


"Really? Sam that is so great, tell me about it. I am proud of you and really want to hear about it."

"There isn't much to tell, someone told him that I wasn't on duty when everything happened. I was still on liberty." She shrugged her shoulders. "But I mean you were the first person I'd met and we had such an interesting time in the holodeck how couldn't I come help?" She offered. "So anyways, I got promoted to Lt... and reassigned."

Brian's face fell and he shook his head. There was a pause before he said, "I am really glad for your promotion, I think that is great, but... well how soon before you are reassigned and what ship are you going to?"

She smirked slightly. "Well, there is this really great starbase that needs an Chief Intel officer, primarily because it's senior diplomatic officer tends to jump into situations way over his head." She offered. "Not to mention he is from what little I know about him extremely attractive."


He gave her a smirk and said, "And obviously not that bright. I thought you meant reassigned to another Starbase or ship. He leaned towards her, trying to find her face for a kiss.

Samantha leaned forward touched his chin with her soft fingers and kissed him. It was not overwhelming but it was full of lustful potential. "I see you approve." she said at the edge of his lips, her lips brushed against his as she spoke. "Moreover I will be able to help you hunt down Kale." She offered.


"You do know,I intend killing him don't you?"

"Slowly, I hope." She said. Not in a voice that sounded like she'd have enjoyed Kale's death. Samantha didn't enjoy death of any kind. But Kale had it coming for everything he'd done to Brian. Her lips were still very close to his but she'd settled back some. "Will it finally allow you to feel some closure?"

"Some, but I am still not sure what I am going to do to my brother. I want to kill him. He is the one behind all this, but I..." his voice faltered and if he could have cried he would have. "But I still have some love for him and I don't know why he would do this."

Samantha came closer to him and offered her shoulder as she moved to hug him. She didn't understand why his brother would want him dead or Morgan dead for that matter. She didn't know much about Brian let alone anything of his family. But still she was there for him. "I'm sure you'll get the chance to ask him, sometimes killing a person isn't the best way to handle the situation." She offered. "Kale is a monster and he enjoys what he does, your brother may be very different, maybe he's misguided somehow. Maybe Kale is behind more of this than you know."

"Could be," said Brian. Kale might be the mastermind, not he other way around. I will at least give my brother a chance to explain himself."

Samantha sighed after a few moments of silence. She couldn't help but giggle a little. The soft laughter was warm and bubbly, it was not a sound that happened. "I wasn't sure what to expect when you asked me to come down to your cabin, this definitely wasn't among my wildest theories."

"You're sexy when you laugh did you know that? And dare I ask what you were expecting?"

Samantha covered her mouth to hide the laughter. She just didn't do it very often and thought of it being attractive or even sexy was never something that had crossed her mind. "You're biased." She said a moment later after she stopped blushing. "I expected conversation, pleasantries, I hoped for some of what's happened, dreamed about a little of it." Her eyes got the size of saucers as she realized she was just spilling out that she'd drempt about him.

Thank god he couldn't see her... he'd have laughed at her embarrassment. "Wow." She cleared her throat. "Thank you for the compliment." She reigned herself back in and the defenses went up a little.

Brian could not see her, nor was he impolite and callous enough to read her mind. So he didn't know what she was thinking or that she had blushed. He had heard her breath quicken just slightly but that could be attributed to a number of reason.

I don't want to talk anymore about Kale or what happened to me, I want to talk about what the next step with us is.Where do you want to go from here. What do you want the next step to be?"

Sam didn't know what the next step was, or even where to go, she'd never been in a real relationship before. "Brian you're a telepath, it's ok if you read my thoughts, if there aren't secrets between partners then you can read my mind as you like. I give you that permission." She didn't know if the change of subject was because he really wanted to change the subject or because he thought she wanted to. She didn't really care.

Samantha leaned into him, against his chest and felt warm and safe there, "Tell me what i look like in your mind..." The question gave her time to think about his question. "Do I have green hair?" Again with the giggling.

He paused and rubbed his chin, trying to pull up the image form his imagination, not what he had seen through Cara's eyes. "I think you are about 5'6' about 13o pounds and a ball of fire. Blonde hair and blue eyes

How close am I?"

She smirked. "Well you're pretty on spot." Samantha admitted. "Although in my defense I wasn't at my best the other day when you used cara to see." She added. "I have green eyes, and I'm right around that height and weight... and I have a tattoo." She admitted, and Samantha never admitted that to anyone.

"Really? I had no idea, do you want to spill the peas, um, I think I mean beans, and tell me about this tat of yours?"

She smiled. "It's not something I talk a lot about." Samantha admitted. "I covers my entire right arm." Samantha explained that it was something the she'd had done on her first duty station. It had taken a while but it was still there, "My parents had raised me to belief that people who go off world are changed forever and never come home the same." Sam sighed. "It was out of spite."


"I'm not sure if I understand what you're saying. I mean obviusly I understand your words, but why would a tattoo be a symbol of spite or rebellion? You've read about Akadia and our bonding rituals. Tattoos, well we almost consider them sacred. Did you read about that?"

Samantha made a sound of acknowledgement, "The only reason why I'm willing to tell you about it. You can't see it when I'm in uniform. I wear long sleeves most of the time to keep it covered. I'm not ashamed of it, they're just not common among humans anymore." She added. "I went against what my parents tried to teach me, that's why it's spiteful. I think it's stunning, it's art in my opinion."

"Well your secret is safe with me Sam, I have seen what you do to people that piss you off." He made a show of rubbing his wrist. "So I was thinking of what we could do on our first date. Do you like rock climbing?"

Samantha nodded her head. "Do you like horse back riding?"

"I do, but you haven't answered my question."

Samantha twisted to look at him and met those glass eyes. Oh, she had forgotten. "I'm so comfortable with you I forget sometimes." She admitted. "Yes, I like to climb. I was thinking about a holodeck venture with a horse trail out to a nice challenging climb." Samantha didn't really worry about how Brian was going to climb, if he was asking her if she liked to he probably liked to and that meant he'd mastered climbing without his eyes. It was definitely possible.

"Good I like that idea. Maybe start out at mid-morning, ride like you talked about, have a picnic lunch and then take the climb. How does that sound?"

Samantha smiled and leaned in to kiss his lips, she let it linger there softly, her soft warm lips were firmly pressed against his own. She wanted to deepen it, make a bit more of the moment, but was hesitant almost timid in the thought that she was being overly aggressive although everything she knew about Akadians told her she wasn't being aggressive in the least little bit, in fact Brian was being very reserved around her. So Samantha tested the waters some.

He had been about to ask her a question about ropes or no ropes and what saftey levels she would prefer, but the kiss made him forget about that. Instead his hands moved to both sides of her face and he kissed her a second time, nothing too sensuous, but nothing too innocent either. If anything itwas a bit firmer than normal for him, more forceful.

Samantha wanted more, her whole body told her she was attracted to him. It wasn't fair, damnitt, she was still so afraid. She found herself tracing her fingers along his collar and finding the smallest hairs on the back of his neck. As the length of the kiss continued, her heart was thundering in her ears, Samantha lips parted some in hopes that he'd venture onward.

Taking her open mouth as his cue, he deepened this kiss, his tongue moving past her lips, finding her tongue. He did so enjoy this kind of kiss, especially with humans, whose tongues were usually shorter, broader and smoother than their Akadian counterparts. He wanted more of her, but he wasn't sure how far the could push the envelope before getting himself in trouble again.

Samantha found herself lost in the passion of the kiss, she hadn't known what to expect from his kiss but it was not like anything she'd ever felt before... and again she found body wanted more of him. Samantha drew closer to him, unaware of how far this would go, how far she could let herself go. She had to trust him, Sam did trust him. As they kissed Samantha's slender finger tips moved from his neck to his tunic and pulled at it, until his shirt was loosened from his trousers. Sam knew that turn around was fair play and if he wanted her's off half as badly as she wanted his off, she'd give him that much in return.

Heat rose up from the corps of Brian's being. He had, had sex so many times, with so many partners that he had literally lost count. Indeed he could barely remember any of the faces, but with Sam it was uncanny. He had known her only a short time and while they had been through a lot together they still hardly knew each other, but there was an emotonal connection that he hadn't felt like Morgan.

He didn't know why.She was so different than Morgan, not just in the obvious physical and anatomical ways but in their philosphy and temperment as well. Though he could not explain it, he could not deny it either.

As his shirt came off he felt a release and a freedom The heat and desire was so intense that he ripped the buttons from her shirt then tossed it to the floor.

Samantha's skin instantly pimped with goosebumps at the temperature change. Her breasts perked up in the cool air and she was insteadly more awake. Her breasts kept closer to her by her sports bra but a feel would tell him that her mounts were perky and firm, a little larger than the average woman but never the less all Samantha. Her tattoo wrapped around her shoulder and arm, it rounded her shoulder blade and bicep dark pigments of large thick lines, swirls twists and spirals. It started down her arm and continued to form a larger image in think mosaic like lines. Until if you looked at it long enough you could see a huge horse in those lines.

She felt his chest, he was so handsome and firm himself. Muscular if Samantha wasn't attracted to him for other reasons the physical desire would have been enough. Samantha broke the kiss only to kiss his skin elsewhere, she wasn't sure if it was the right thing to do or if he'd even enjoy it, but samantha's lips moved to his neck and his shoulder kissing him as her hands continued to explore his freshly exposed skin. This was all new to her, Samantha hadn't a clue what she was doing, but she felt like she wanted it all and there was no fear of him. Or of him hurting her, she didn't now how she could trust him but she did.


Things were devloping far faster than Brian could have imagined, but he didn't mind, in fact he was rather thrilled by it For someone inexperienced an innocent she sure knew what she was doing. He laid bac, giving her better access to his skin as she kissed him and as her hands explored. He made no attempt to hinder or guide them, they would find their way to the right places eventually, he preferred to give her free reign let it be her in control.

when he leaned backwards and opened his chest up to exploration, Samantha stopped and looked up at him. "Am I doing something wrong?" She feared she was. He was definitely more experienced than she was. Maybe this was his way of retreating and he was silently telling her to stop.

He shook his head, "No you're not doing anything wrong, it feels good. Really good as a matter of fact, I'm just taking it in." Then he gave her a wicked smile as his hands reached up for her. He found her body and began tracing his fingers around her tattoo and breasts taking his time before speaking again, this time flashing her a rakish smile, "But I am going to return the favor in a minute or so. That is if that is what you want."

Samantha wasn't sure what he meant but she knew that his fingers on her made her want to say yes to anything he suggested. "I'm not afraid of you..." She admitted. "I trust you to do anything you want to... except sex." She pointed out. She wasn't ready for that. She really wasn't sure what she was doing or starting.

He had been expecting some boundaries, espically since this was all new territory and he would respect those boundaries. That did not mean that he would not try to push the envelope but it did mean that when she said stop he would do so. Instantly.

"Don't worry, I won't go any further than you want me to go." Then he brought himself forward and began replacing his hands with his mouth and tongue taking his time to give her the maximum pleasure.

Samantha was lost in the sensations, the pleasure of his tongue, His fingers and his mouth were like nothing she could explain. She didn't know how to react, her moaned and giggled as he found places that tickled. Her finger tips massaged his back, she could feel the tension in muscles that had not yet fully healed. Part of her wasn't sure anymore that if he tried, she'd be able to say stop.

As his mouth continued its exploration over her upper torso, his hands moved lower. To her lower back and thighs, avoiding he more private areas at least for the moment. He was getting as much pleasure out of pleasing her as she seemed to be. It was definetly making him aroused, so he slowed things down even further not sure whehter that was a mistake or not. His ribs were still sore and senastive despite the treatment in Sick Bay, but he didn't seem to notice them at that moment in time.

Samantha was loving the attention, she felt his hands around her hips and part of her said he was getting too close and the rest of her said to shut up. Sam smirked and began to sat up slowly still very much into the attention but wanted to give him more back, she slid gently into his lap, her legs straddled him. "If I am hurting you, please tell me." But she knew with nothing but their clothing between them it would stir him up more.

Her assessment of stiring him up more was spot on. He had been fully interested, partially aroused and his manhood at half mast. Until she straddled him, then every part of hisbody came to full attenion. "The only thing hurting me is this clothing barrier," he responded only half joking, but if you keep doing what you're doing its going to get tougher and tougher to hold back. So tell me what you want to do, or not do."

Samantha looked at him for what felt like eternity, his face even with glass eyes looked wanting as if he wanted her as badly as she wanted him. He was hoping she'd let him do whatever he wanted and somehow she knew that. But Sam was reserved even though she knew she wanted him. She didn't want to be hurt... and she'd almost broken his wrist only moments earlier. Would she be letting him down? Or just teasing the hell out of him. "I don't want to get hurt." She admitted to him.

From their conversations Samantha knew Brian had been with dozens and more casually, she didn't want to be a casual relationship with Brian. For humans at least sex was something to be taken seriously, it was a way of saying they were in love with someone. Sam didn't want to be a number that someone else would just hear about later. She didn't think Brian thought that way and she wanted to say he was deeper than that, and not that shallow... but she knew so little about him.

"Promise me you won't hurt me, Brian." Sam asked.

"I'm not going to hurt you physically or emotionally Sam, but how far we go tonight is up to you, I'm not going to push you."

Samantha understood that. "I know you want to go as far as possible." She admitted. "I can feel it, odd as that sounds." She added. "I don't have a clue where to go from here... but I know that I love....." Samantha stopped mid-sentence. That wasn't even possible loving him, was it?

Brian's hands stopped their exploration, "You...love...me?" he asked her with a sense of wonder in his voice.

Samantha let a out a deep breath, "Silly isn't it? To think you love someone when you barely know them." She didn't get off him. "I just know that you were the first person to not judge me on my reputation and you accepted me for me. Sword, tattoo and all. I spent hours reading up on Akadian traditions and it just made it that much harder to dismiss how I feel as simple friendship." Sam said. "I know it's premature, you want to take this slow. But i don't know another word to describe how i feel for you." Samantha nodded her head as she listened to herself. "So yeah, I do love you." She smirked more confident in her own words. "And I hope someday you love me back."

"I do on some level already, or at least I have a connection with you. What I have had up until now since Morgan was killed have been substituions. I'd go to bed with someone and half the time they'd be gone when I woke up. I don't want that any more, I can't go on living like that.

I haven't.... there are still some ghosts I haven't put to rest, but I... I need to do that and maybe finding you will help me to finally do that. Your love... well your love is a start."

He then leaned closer somehow finding her mouth with his and giving her a kiss.

Samantha wasn't foolish enough to expect him to say he loved her back, she'd been stupid to say it to begin with. But it was out there and some part of her recognized that some part of him did care about her. He damn well better she was shirtless! She kissed him, she wanted to wake up in the morning with him and make it a point to be there. Samantha got a mischievous smile across her face as they kissed. "So then I guess these clothes are really getting in the way, huh.." She said between pecks.

She had no clue what she was doing and she knew it was going to be a raw, clumsy night, but she couldn't think of anyone she trusted more to show her the ropes.

"Yes," he replied, breaking the kiss long enough to help her out of what remained of her clothes, doing it by touch rather than sight. Sometimes it was really a bitch being blind and sometimes it really wasn't that bad. Using the "touch method" with her, even though they had barely begun foreplay, was one of those times it wasn't bad.

Samantha had never been naked in front of anyone, and she was suddenly aware of every scar everyone bruise... She was somewhat thankful he couldn't see any of that. Still since he'd helped her out of her clothes she'd helped him out of his. Gently because of how sore he still was, when they were both naked Samantha wasn't sure what to do, really naive on the subject she stepped closer to him feeling his stomach muscles flex instinctively at her touch, Her exposed breasts brushed against his chest. Their sacred of places, were aware of their distance or rather lack there of between them.

His hands found her buttocks and he picked her, their sacred of places touching briefly. "Wrap your legs around me," he suggested as he began moving towards the bedroom, there was a sense of anticpation, he had been with a virgin only once before ironically or perhaps just fittingly, Morgan.

"Brian, your back..." She hesitated truly concerned she'd hurt him still he knew his own body and she did as he suggested, She felt him against her and it made her body only want him more. She'd never been with anyone, this was all new to her. Her blonde hair hit her shoulders in big full locks and spilled down her back her eyes were intense she wasn't sure what to expect.

There was a certain amount of pain as he lifted her and he was glad that they only had a short, well memorized, distantce to go, but the pleasure was far more intense. It made the pain almost evaporate. Almost, but not quite.

He made it to the bed and laid her gently on it. He grimmaced slightly as he put her down and sweat had broken out on his brow, but it was unclear whether that was pleasure or pain causing it.

He lay down besider her and after a moment to catch his breath, be began laying a series of butterfly kisses down her body.

She's seen that look on his face and didn't understand why he continued to press himself through the discomfort. She'd wanted to tell him that it could wait, they had time if he needed it. He could heal she wasn't going anywhere... but when he began to kiss her Samantha's thoughts of stopping vanished.

He took his time exploring her body with his mouth and hands, taking special care in his ministrations of her breats and more private parts. His hand and mouth trading places. When his hands were one place his mouth was the other and when his mouth was one place his mouth was another.

Samantha was beside herself in the experience, the sensations. She wanted to do to him what he was doing to her. Samantha moved some to kiss him... and she began to mimic him. Kissing places, and then find them with her hands, switching places and taking turns. Samantha wanted to spend all night doing this.

Brian laid back on the bed. This was something he could get used to. He had always gotten almost as much enjoyment out of foreplay as opposed to the main course and for someone who had never done this before Sam was quite good at it. He shifted his body just slightly a few times, though she really didn't need any coaching, as she brought him to the edge several times. He wanted to maintain things for as long as possible, though he knew that they could of course start over.

Samantha wasn't sure what to do, she let nature take its course as she kissed lower and lower on him. Until she was massaging and kissing places on him she'd never seen on anyone.

Brian groaned with pleasure, giving into it for several long minutes. "Hang on," he said to her in breatheless voice, "I have an idea. Just let me shift my position just a bit and we can do this to each other at the same time. I think you might enjoy it."

Samantha came up with a smirk. "Is that possible?" She was nervous how could he do the same thing to her.

"Trust me, it's possible. Use to be something that I... that I've done before." Then using instinct, the sound of her voice and his hands he postioned himself till he was in a position under her and began to demonstrate just how possible it was.

Samantha found herself lost in the sensation for moments that seemed to have no end. She moaned and realized she was taking all the pleasures and not giving any back, so she returned the favor

Brian would have said I told you so to her,but for two things, he was too lost in the pleasure and he knew that Sam was an especially bright woman and he knew she would get it. He had been in this position more with guys than gals, but that was not to say his experinece with women was marginal. He put all the experience to its best use as he moved his tongue around looking for the perfect spot.

Samantha experienced him like a lollipop, it was new to her and she was sure by the sounds he made and the thick hardness of him that she was doing well for herself. Samantha felt her body tingling and tickle and it was hard to keep focus, her body quivered at his tender experience.

She was indeed giving him great pleasure and delight and he was about to the point of climaxing, and was doing everything he could to delay that moment, especially without warning her first of the experience. He moved his finger along her body and face until he reached her temples. Then he put his hand on each temple and opened his mind to her.

Samantha felt his mind, she didn't know how she felt it, or how she knew it was him but she just knew. She gasped still at the experience, it made her whole body shiver, not with fear but with a new sensation.

"Opening his mind to her was the final crack in the dam, he sent a quick mental message as to what was about to happen, giving her a chance to pull away if she wanted.

She didn't, she heard him, knew what was coming and instead sealed her lips around him, taking whatever his body would give her. She did not know what to expect although she had an idea.

As her lips sealed around him, all semblance of control disappeared completly and his body released copius amounts of his bodily secretions. She felt his body tighten as he released. Samantha understood entirely in second why the connection and the warning, nevertheless she took everything that he had to offer and swallowed it down. Milking him some as she did.

Samantha felt the pleasure of pleasing him as she came up for a breath.

They spent the rest of the night pleasing each other in so many ways. It ws well past 2 AM when they fell asleep. For the first time in a long time Brian slept without any nightmares and when he woke the next morning Sam was still there snuggled against him.

OFF
Joint Post by
Lt. Commander Brian Windsong
Chief Diplomatic Officer

Lt. Samantha O'Dell
Chief Intel Officer

 

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