‘Tis Charity
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Chapter I
Part 2
The
dilitheum crystal chamber was long, narrow, and pristine white, its passageway
arched at the ceiling so that it resembled the corridors of old
cathedrals. The crystals were encased
behind glass panels and situated atop display stands. The place shimmered with the understated glow of dilitheum
power, a testament to why the Enterprise needed them.
Rand placed a hand over her eyes, like a
visor, so that they could adjust to the emanations coursing through the
chambers. As her vision eased into
the light, Rand saw a tall, muscular emerald figure standing just a few feet in
front of her. Khobran was immersed
in his work, his left-hand scribbling away on his padd while he glanced
periodically at the crystals in front of him. Rand stood where she was, hugging her own padd to her
breasts while her eyes swept over every inch of him. She stood like this for awhile, not saying a word, wondering
to herself when he’d finally look up from his note-taking to see her.
“Are you
taking their orders, or what?” Rand quipped.
Khobran
looked up from his padd and gave Rand one of his big, wicked grins. “Hey, Platinum! How long have you been standing there?”
“I just got
here, lover.”
“Talk about
seeing a light at the end of this tunnel!”
“In this
tunnel?” cooed Rand. “I didn’t
think it could get any more lit than this.”
“Well,
you’ve managed to do just that, babe!”
“You always
know the right thing to say.”
The lovers
hurried to each other and embraced, kissing with abandon, their padds awkwardly
slung over each other’s shoulder. Khobran
accented his kisses with gentle nips at Rand’s lower lip.
“Oh,
Khobran, I really have to get these stupid checklists done,” sighed Rand, rubbing
her lips against his.
“Are you
telling me that you actually want to stop this unprofessional conduct?” They both chuckled and kissed again.
“I wish we
could play like this all day, lover, but
I…really…need…to...get…this…list…done.”
As she
spoke, Rand traced her slender finger along Khobran’s forehead, then down the
slope of his nose, making a detour around his full lips.
“It’s your
fault, you know,” Khobran whispered. He pressed Rand towards him by her upper
back so that her breasts flattened against the lower portion of his chest. “We don’t spend much time together for
what seems like eternity, and you come waltzing in here looking like a knockout
with your hair up like that! All
you need are a pair of wired-rimmed glasses and you’d look like a naughty
librarian ready for a hot fuck under the stacks.” As if to emphasize the point,
Khobran reached down with his other hand and gave her rump a firm, lingering
squeeze.
“Now, stop
that, you big goofball,” chided Rand, playfully smacking her boyfriend on his
chest. “You, my dear, are not
focusing on the task at hand! All
you want to do is think of ways to debauch me in front of all these watchful
crystals.”
“Ah, but
don’t you want to give them something to talk about?”
“And be the
subject of gossip in these hallowed walls?”
“But it
might be fun!”
“Fun
reserved for another time, lover.”
Khobran
reluctantly released his girlfriend, but he stood very close behind her,
brushing his chin against her neatly wrapped hair and tracing his fingers along
the nape of her neck.
“Khobran,
you idiot! You’ll mess up my
hair,” Rand said feigning annoyance.
She strategically held her padd and pen in front of her. “We really need to start this now,” she
said, leaning and pressing into Khobran.
“You realize
it’s been almost a week since I had those amazing breasts of yours in my
mouth. God, I crave the feel of
your hard nipples under my tongue,” he whispered hoarsely in her ear.
“Khobran,
pleeeease…” Rand nuzzled her cheek
against Khobran’s while he reached
under her breasts and gave them a long, hard squeeze. She giggled, hitting Khobran’s hands with her pen. “You’re being a very naughty boy,
Khobran! I need to take inventory
on the amount of dilithium crystals…”
“Later,”
said Khobran, easing his tongue in Rand’s ear.
“I n-need to
check if there are any conductors that have to be replaced…”
“That can
wait,” said Khobran, cupping her breasts and kneading them. “Why don’t you just relax.” He scooped one of his large hands under
the collar of Rand’s uniform, and inside her bra. His fingers and palm found
her full, taunt globe and gripped it triumphantly. Rand’s lips parted, a moan escaping from her throat as her
tongue ran along the bottom of her upper teeth. Khobran’s fingers closed around her nipple and pulled at it,
twisting it, coaxing it alive under his touch.
“Oh, Janice,
you have no idea how many times I think about ravishing you by various and
creative means! Our schedules have
been absolute sticks up our asses as of late!”
Stick up my
ass! I like that metaphor,” gasped
Rand, her padd and pen dropping to the floor.
“Oh, Khobran! Yes, yeeeess God!” She moaned while she
scooped her hands under his arms and found his biceps. Rand held them, gripping them as her
lover continued his erotic handiwork.
“I wish I
could suck this off,” Khobran said heatedly, rubbing her hardened sensitized
nipple between his thick thumb and forefinger.
“Sucking,
huh? How about me sucking you off,
and then you stick that big hearty thing of yours inside me! That’s what I wish we could do!”
“Mmm, maybe
we can make a compromise here.”
Khobran took the middle finger of his other hand and traced it along her
lips. Rand responded by reaching
her tongue out and wrapping it around his finger, urging it into her mouth
where she sucked it greedily.
Khobran pumped his finger slowly, in and out of his lover’s mouth before
pulling it out completely and then reaching down between the fabric of her
regulation pants, her lace panties, and hose. Rand caught her breath and spread her long legs, the lips
between them already wet from anticipation and hunger for his probing.
“Hello,
Khobran? Are you in there? I’ll
need help in the chamber pretty soon! I’ll be coming in shortly!” The voice of Lt.Zmed, the crystal
specialist. Khobran and Rand were
instantly snapped back to the reality of their situation, the heat of the
moment dissipated. Khobran quickly
withdrew his finger from Rand and moved away from her, picking up his padd from
the floor where he had tossed it earlier in the throes of lust.
Rand
followed suit by straightening herself up and reaching out for her own
discarded padd. Amist all the hair
patting and throat clearing, the lovers would give each other occasional
glances, struggling valiantly through mischievous, barely restrained laughter. They were able to get themselves
together, though, so that by the time a suspicious Scotty and a clueless Lt.
Zmed finally entered the area, Khobran had his padd and pen in his hand,
rattling off figures to Rand while she wrote hastily onto her own padd.
“Good
Morning, everyone! How are things
going?” chirped Zmed.
“Oh, fine,
Zmed! I’m just giving Janice the
inventory. I’ll be right with you,
okay?”
“I’ll wait,
it’s not a problem.”
Khobran and
Rand were able to go through the inventory quickly, since nothing had really
changed much since the last time inventory was taken in the chambers.
“Have
everything you need, Janice?”
“Yeah, got
it. Thanks. Walk me out?”
“Absolutely. I’ll be right back, guys!”
Rand waved
to Scotty and Zmed while Khobran walked behind her, placing his hand on the
small of her back. When the two of
them reached the door, Khobran slid his hand around Rand’s waist, gathering her
close to him.
“So, when am
I going to see you again, and I mean for an hour at least. This fifteen minutes here and thirty
minutes there simply isn’t cutting it for me,” he whispers, brushing his lips
behind Rand’s ear.
“Well, I
think that the good captain is giving me an early dismissal at 1700 hours for
the rest of the day, as a reward for that double shift I had to do with that
insufferable Tellerite ambassador yesterday. Of course, I don’t know why Captain Kirk couldn’t give me a
full day off, but I’m not complaining, believe me,” said Rand. She swirled around and leaned into
Khobran, pressing herself against his chest, enjoying its hardness. She looked up at him and playfully
batted her eyes.
On hearing
this long awaited and welcoming news, Khobran broke into an elated smile. “Really, you’re kidding! I’m off at around 1800 hours for the
rest of the night myself! Where do
you want to meet?”
“My
quarters, my bed.”
“Your wish
is my command.”
They kissed
tenderly for awhile before releasing each other.
“Oh, and
darling?”
“Yes,
lover?”
“You might
want to fix your hair. Looks like
it’s been through a bit.”
Rand gave
Khobran a little smirk. “Thanks
for the tip.”
“No
problem,” he quipped, swatting Rand on her miniskirted backside as she existed
the chamber.
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