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PostSubject: Re: Alyssa/Kalen - Morning   Fri Jun 01, 2012 5:40 pm

||USS Fenris
||Kalen's Quarters
||April 9, 2388
||0708

Alyssa was in need of some time with Kalen. She didn't care that it might be early for him. She hoped that he'd forgive her and just allow her to stay, so she pressed the door chime.

Kalen had gotten a night shift and was sleeping well until his chime rang. He groaned slightly trying to rouse himself from his slumber. He stumbled to the door not bothering with a shirt or real pants, whoever it was would just have to face the horror of his disheveled look. He opened the door to see Alyssa and smiled softly. He gazed at her, "Good morning Alyssa. Sorry about the mess." He chuckled and waved her in, rooting around for a shirt.

He gazed back at her, "Come in, sit down. Still don't have a couch but maybe I'll get it done now that we have a little bit of shore leave. But you can still sit on the bed." He sat down and grabbed the shirt nearest his bed and pulled it on. "What can I do for you?"

Alyssa came and sat down, noticing that he was sleeping and probably still needed some. "Keep me from killing my cousin. I'm seriously attempted and I'm going to kill her."

She decided just to be straight forward and hoped that he would distract her. She didn't care how he did it, just needed him to do it. "Sorry for waking you. I've had an interesting morning. And good morning."

He smiled softly and nodded, "Okay I suppose I could keep you here for a little while. Distract you a little bit." He winked and laughed, sitting down on the bed next to her. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "But you'll have to give my mind a moment or so to wake up so I can think up something fantastic for us to do as a distraction." He yawned and stretched rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"

She sighed. "I'm really sorry for waking you. I guess I can talk about it. Lydia knows about me and you dating. She's told Darien, her brother, about us and most likely my parents. But that's not the best part." She had to breathe, and wished she had a tennis ball to throw. "Darien is coming for a visit, which I'm happy about. The problem is that he's not coming by himself. No, that would't be fun. He's bring my parents along. Lydia, of course, is denying the part about my parents. What she keeps forgetting is that I know when she's lying. So my parents and Darien will be visiting." She got up and began pacing. "I've thought of sixteen different ways of killing Lydia with a paperclip. I just need to find a paperclip."

She knew that being this mad was bad, but she couldn't help. She had been woken from her sleep and lied to by one out of two family members that she talked to. She was just having a hard time believe that Lydia and Darien would try to fix her relationship with her parents. There was nothing to fix and she believe that.

He shrugged and laughed, "It's okay Alyssa, now that I'm up I'm up, it'll just take me a minute to dream about well.." He coughed, "Something else." He grinned a cocky grin and shook his head. He could use a shower but right now wasn't the time, she needed him and he was there. He shook his head, well the secret was out then. Not that the rest of the ship didn't know. He stroked her hair, "It was bound to happen sooner or later, the finding out part." He pondered for a moment. They were going to be afforded shore leave. "We could go down on the planet if you wanted to. Escape for a while. Do you know when they'll be arriving?"

He watched her walk and couldn't stop but think how cute she was when she was mad. It was very endearing but he knew she was really mad so he couldn't tell her that. "Well if you kill her as a member of the senior staff I'll have to report it and then we'll have to spend all of our quality time in the brig instead of in my quarters. That wouldn't be hardly any fun at all." He smiled widely, "What do you want to do about it?"

She stopped and looked at him. She knew he meant it as a joke but she couldn't help wanting to do it. She was curious if anyone had tried sleeping with someone in the brig. "I don't know when they'll be here. I'm was too mad to find out. I'm still too mad. Wait, you mention dreaming. Curious as to what you were dreaming. True that the brig wouldn't be as fun as your quarters. Lydia just can't leave things alone." Then she remember that her cousin knew about them. "Please don't side with Lydia or agree to do anything with her. I know she's going to talk to you, well try to at least."

She walked over to him, and kissed him. "Escaping would be wonderful. I'm sure you being able to sleep more would be wonderful too. This is where I wish you had couch or a comfortable chair. Since my family is showing up, I could have them bring you couch or chair from Earth." She smiled at the thought, and knew that it would be funny to see. "We can do whatever, as long as it's distracting." She kissed him again, and felt more calm.

He smiled, "Well then it'll be a surprise. I suppose that will indeed make life more exciting." He laughed and lay down on the bed pulling her down to him for a moment, just wrapping his arms around her to hold her and lay in peace together, playing with her hair. It was very amusing, but he wouldn't look nearly as good as she did with hair that long. He chuckled and pondered but decided to keep it simple, "Most of it was about you actually." He smiled and nodded.

He wondered if they would really bring him a couch. Not that he couldn't get one on his own. But that certainly would be amusing. He could imagine that, carrying it all the way to his quarters. He shook his head and laughed. "What do you need a chair for? There's nothing you can do on a chair that you can't do on a bed. Well..maybe not sit comfortably. But oh well. I'll requisition one." He kissed her back and held it for a moment, enjoying it with her.

She laughed a little, got up, and kissed him. "I dreamed about you too, and you won't be able to get me to tell you about it." She laid back down, and smiled. "I agree that what you can do in a bed, can also be done in a chair. Sometimes, you just need a chair. I've got a couch and a chair. I use it when I read or just was to curl up and cry. Chair is useful. Just get a couch. You probably don't even need a chair."

He laughed at the thought of her dreams and was intrigued and enticed but as she said, he probably wouldn't be able to get her to tell him about it. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at her, kissing her forehead. "Yes ma'am. One couch coming right up." He would get one replicated and put together that week. Or maybe even today if he could manage it. "Do you want to go planetside, escape the thought of your parents?"

"Am I going by myself or are you coming with me?" She asked looking up at him. She knew that he would come, but still wanted to see what he would do. "Plus I know that you wouldn't mind some more sleep and possibly a shower. If you want to, you could also be putting the couch you're thinking about replicating together. By the way, I can help you with that." She smiled wondering what he was thinking.

He smiled at her, "I would come with you of course. I wouldn't abandon you to the world below, I would come with you if I could. We will all have leave so that won't be a problem." He grinned at her, "There are far more exciting things to do planetside than sleep I'm sure. Though the shower.." He looked towards the other side of his quarters, "Well I might get one of those now. You're welcome to stay." He winked and grinned widely, "Well we will get it together I'm sure."

She kissed him. "If you need to take a shower, then go ahead. I'm going to sleep in your bed. Which by the way is very comfortable." She kissed him again, and grinned. "I like that we're able to be together and not have to work around our schedules. We need more of this, or at least I need more of it." She kissed him again. "I'm going to stop now, and let you decide as to what you're going to do." She smiled and hoped that he would stay in bed; if not, she'd at least of his pillow.

He returned her kiss and smiled softly, "I just may at that." He leaned forward brushing his lips up her cheek before he sat up and took off his shirt again. He wondered why he had put it on in the first place. He didn't really need it. He was pulled back in by her kisses, returning them. "I love spending time with you Alyssa, I would give up anything for more of it so feel free to wake me up more frequently." He grinned and wrapped his arms around her, "You make the decision easy though." He kissed her passionately, holding her close. There would always be more time for a shower.

She returned his kiss, and smiled. "I was wondering why you put a shirt on, then I remembered that you're a gentleman." She kissed him again, then pulled back. "Are you okay with this? I don't want to push you or force you into anything that you're not comfortable doing." She was nervous and a bit tired, along with her subsiding angry that could fire back up at any moment. She had a hard time keeping her emotions in check, but she was trying not to rush into anything. She knew Kalen's history and her own. She didn't want to make the same mistake twice. "Sorry for sounding like a dude. I just want us to be comfortable... since I know our histories." She sighed. "You're going to be meeting my parents when they show up. You'll be meeting my dad." She shook her head already hearing the conversation her dad would have with him. "I wonder if there's a way to keep you from meeting them. I'm going to be looking into that, even if you're willing to meet them."

He nodded, "I had forgotten that it wasn't absolutely necessary, especially if we're alone together. But yes, it was for the sake of courtesy. Not that you probably don't like things better this way." He laughed and grinned cheekily at her. He thought for a moment and held her gaze for a moment, "I was worried about going too fast, I won't deny that. But I care so much about you Alyssa, I'm willing to sacrifice whatever I need to just to spend a few more minutes with you. It's not that I'm uncomfortable, I just wanted us both to be ready. We're adults and I wanted to come to the decision together." He nodded, with their pasts it was understandable. A lot of his loves had a way of turning to dust so he wanted to be careful. But with her, everything seemed perfect. And he knew that no matter what, he wouldn't ever let anything happen to her. And he wouldn't leave her. He kissed her just once more and tried to express all the emotion he felt, leaning in to the kiss. After a moment he pulled back once more, laughing slightly about the comments about her parents. "Well like I said, we can try to escape if you want to. We can't desert of course and I wouldn't want to. But we can take the largest amount of shore leave feasible if you want. Try to avoid the situation. But if we can't we can't. And if we see your parents together that's what our fate had in store for us. We'll deal with it together, I won't leave your side." He cuddled up against her and hugged her, "Though your father will probably chew me out to test my mettle. It's a man thing." He grinned.

She laughed. "I know, but my father happens to be very good. Plus he will bring up a past relationship that you'll probably need to know about, but I don't want to tell you because it sucked. We're just not going to be opening that box right now." She kissed him softly. She knew that he had to know about her being married once, but she really couldn't handle that right now. "I know you won't leave, but that may change after you meet my parents. My father is mild compared to my mother, who will rip you apart and eat you. She rarely shows her approval. Explains why I got disowned. This really isn't a happy topic." She breathed, to attempt to organize her thoughts better. Even with her past relationships, which normally ended with her having to start over somewhere, she felt more like herself with him. Which scared her yet gave her peace. It was weird feeling this way. She knew that he meant ever word, and was grateful that he knew her father would chat with him. "Glad to know that we're not rushing. It's a very good possibility that we'll run into my parents when we get back from shore leave. Lydia probably has this all planned out. We need a new topic. So what kind of couch are you thinking about replicating? Or are you in more of let's talk about us?" She wanted to not talk about her parents. "There's also the we can just not talk, and um be us. I kind of don't know what I'm talking about right now. Even without a shower, you smell good."

He smiled softly, "Well then I will make sure that my worth is well counted in his book. I would hate to be a disappointment." He nodded at her next comment and let it slide. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd talk about it when she wanted to talk about it. He shook his head, "I doubt it will change, I don't think there's anything that could willingly pull me away from you." He smiled, "I love blondes." He grinned and laughed merrily, enjoying his own joke. He smiled softly, "Well I will do my best to make sure she knows that she won't want to eat me." He pointed his thumbs at himself, "Meal for one." And she was his one, he knew that. He hoped they could go the distance, but he imagined all relationships started out with people hoping they could make it together. "Oh I'm sure she does, she seems crafty enough. I'd expect an ambush if I were us. Hmmm..how does one avoid a well placed ambush one sees coming but isn't sure from where?" He thought about it, "I should ask Taylor, he's a marine and has lived long enough to have survived ambushes like this. If your mother is trying to tear me up and eat me might as well treat it militarily..well without the weapons at least." He chuckled softly, "Well if I was going to have a chair I would have a high back 16th Century English chair upholstered in red satin that I could turn slowly in and look menacing whilst being completely comfortable. But a couch?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Something we can sit on together I suppose is the only necessity. You're the girl, aren't you the one who is supposed to care what the furniture looks like?" He smiled and kissed her, "I'll talk about whatever you want to talk about. We can talk about us and where we want to go." He shook his head, "Of course I smell good, but you smell better." He trailed a line of kisses from her lips down her neck, "And taste even better."

She kissed him. "Thank you. If you're able to get my mother's approval, we'll be married within hours rather we want to or not. My mother keeps what she likes. She may not like me, but you still have a chance." She laughed a little. "You don't have to make your worth count. I'll still be with you rather my parents wants us together He smior not that's if my parents don't scare you off. Glad to know that you love blondes. I was thinking about having pink or blue hair, but I guess that's not going to happen." She smiled, and kissed him again. "I should ask Taylor if he would be willing to throw my parents in the brig. It's a good idea. I'm doing it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I actually care about what the furniture looks like. As long as it's comfortable enough to sleep on, it works." She thought about what they could talk about it. She was still laughing in her head about what if her mother approved and they were force to marry. She was also wondering how much of her hair had to be blonde so that she could put some color in. "Yes, Lydia may be crafty except I'm better at it and I use my craftiness to pull pranks. It's a well used talent that I enjoy having. If you get on the good side of my father, you should ask him about the time he, my mother, and two of their friends got tie-dye. All of them had to have their hair re-dyed to their natural colors. One of my favorite pranks that my parents hated." She kissed him again. "I don't know how I should feel about tasting better. Because we did discuss the possibility of my mother eating you. And yes, I caught that I'm the one who's permitted to eat you." She smiled, and kissed him passionately.

He smiled warmly at her and nodded, "I will do the best that I can." He quirked an eyebrow at her comment about marriage but wasn't totally against the idea. It was a little early in the relationship to consider, but he certainly wouldn't mind. He grinned at her and nodded, "I understand but I would like it if they approved of our relationship at least a little. If not well that's whatever. But I wouldn't mind." He shook his head and kissed her back, "Well maybe we will try that out, and yes it does. If you don't care and I don't care we obviously have to get something gaudy and audacious just because why not?" He pondered her pranks and hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with one of them. Not that it wasn't amusing or anything but he could only imagine with her skills that he would end up in quite the predicament. He laughed at the last little bits of her sentence, "Oh I won't eat you eat you." He grinned, "Good." He leaned into the kiss returning it with equal passion, running his tongue lightly over her lips, sliding his hands down her sides, holding her and pulling her close.

She continued to kiss him back, as one of her hands travel down and tugged on his boxers. She was debating on rather or not she should pull a prank on him. It would be fun to see and yet it could end badly. She also debated about them going too fast. She wanted to, but she wasn't exactly ready to jump... though her body was telling her otherwise. She knew that she would give in to him because it was rare to feel like someone actually wanted her for more than just her looks. She just needed to know that they were on the same page, and that no one was pushing the other to do something that they weren't ready for. She place one hand on his chest and the other on his abs, then push him away a little. "Just so we're both on the same page, you want to do this? You're not replicating a beat up old couch. It's not happening because I won't let you. Yes, you can do whatever style or design you want. It just can't be like you got it from a junk yard. Anyways, are we on the same page?" She bit her lower lip, which was an old habit that her father tried to stop her from doing since it gave her way.

He felt her hands move and was glad of it for a moment, he knew that even if this was probably what most people would consider to be fast, he felt it was right to be here with her. He couldn't think of a place he'd rather be in the world. He wanted her, there was no denying that, his body ached to touch her, to feel her bare skin under his fingertips. As she pulled back for a moment, his brain refocused on what she was saying rather than what he was feeling and where most of his blood was inevitably going to. He looked up into her eyes and reached up his hand to cup her cheek, stroking it with his thumb. He just lay there and smiled up at her taking in all of her beauty. There were so few rare moments in life where one was faced with a perfectly beautiful moment and he wanted to cherish all of his with her. "I won't push you into anything you don't want to do..but if you want to do this then I have no qualms against it. This is a perfect moment and I wouldn't trade it for anything else ever." He just lay there under her hands and smiled. "Well we'll get a nice couch then, I promise. It won't be a piece of junk." He grinned and leaned up to just meet her gaze from only a few inches away running his hands down to her hips he rested them there gently. "Yes, I believe we are on the same page." And with that he leaned in and recaptured her lips with his own.

She couldn’t help kissing him back, even with her mind scream at her to slow down. She wanted this, and frankly she needed this; which caused her brain to reminder what happened the last time. She didn't want to use him. She very much wanted to break that habit. Everything felt different when he was around, and she wanted to keep it that. Wanted this to work. That left her with one choice, and she didn't like it. She pushed him away and got off the bed, walking a few feet away with her back to him. "Sorry. I..." She didn't exactly know how to phrase it. "I want this to work. And I really wish you had something other than your bed." She really didn't want to explain anymore of her past to him. Somethings are meant to be kept secrets, and her using men happened to be one of them. She didn't know how he would response to this, but knew that if he came over, it was all over. She would sleep with him right then and there.

He watched her walk away and nodded his head, understanding. "I want this to work too. I'm sorry if I pushed too far or anything, but I'm willing to take the time to get back to this point if you want." He sidled to the edge of the bed and sat there looking up to her. He chuckled softly, "I promise I'll have a couch tomorrow if it's that important to you." He was confused slightly by her behaviour. One moment they were fine and the next it seemed like she was running scared for her life or her sanity. He couldn't tell which though. Women were harder to read then men, but something was going on he was sure. But he just watched her, unwilling to push her past her comfort zone. "I don't know what to do Alyssa, it isn't like me to go so swiftly or fall so quickly but I know in my heart that whatever decision you want to make, I will support it." He stood slowly but didn't move, "I just want you to be happy, and if that means you want to wait that's what we'll do." He hesitated, "And if you need to talk, I'll be here for that as well." He smiled warmly and waited, watching her intently. He was silly to start falling in love with her so fast, but that was the way it was seeming to going. And he wouldn't change any of that for the world.

She knew she had to do something to make up for her sudden stop. She went over to him and kissed him swiftly. "This is right. I just don't want to use you. And yes, having a couch will make me happy because I'll be less tempted to jump you every time I come and see you. Unless you really don't mind sleeping with each other every time I show up at your quarters. If that be the case, then don't bother getting any furniture." She smiled sweetly. Liking that he was trying to understand without pushing her too far. She wished that members of her family had this quality. "You didn't push. And we will get back to that point." She motioned to the bed. "But not right now. Probably later today or tomorrow. It depends on rather or not my family shows up. I really don't want to deal them, so I may end up camping out at your quarters. Don't worry." She smiled. "I've got a tent and everything." She kissed him again, and smiled. Her attempts to light the mood, probably failed, but she was at least trying to break a bad habit. "Everything is okay. I'm the one who fell first, so you're not alone in this."

He grinned and kissed her back. He nodded and understood what she was saying, "Well I'm not worried about being used, but I fully understand your concern. I have used and been used before so I know what that's like." He smiled softly, "Well if that isn't the greatest incentive to not get a couch I've ever heard. You know you're making this couch thing hard on me." He grinned and laughed warmly. He shook his head and smiled softly to himself. "If it was only that easy, hmm? But we probably shouldn't jump into something like that. Maybe after a month or so I'll get rid of the couch and we can go to just sleeping with one another whenever you show up. Make things exciting." He nodded and stroked her cheek with his finger, "I will be glad to see you every moment that I can. And you don't have to bring a tent. I have a bed." He ran his hand over it, "Just because it's my only piece of furniture doesn't necessarily mean we should have sex on it." He nodded and mussed her hair slightly, "I'm with you if you want me to come. We can face your family together if you want. I don't want you to feel alone in this either."
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PostSubject: Re: Alyssa/Kalen - Morning   Sat Jun 02, 2012 9:34 pm

]||USS Fenris
||Kalen's Quarters
||April 9, 2388
||0708

Alyssa was in need of some time with Kalen. She didn't care that it might be early for him. She hoped that he'd forgive her and just allow her to stay, so she pressed the door chime.

Kalen had gotten a night shift and was sleeping well until his chime rang. He groaned slightly trying to rouse himself from his slumber. He stumbled to the door not bothering with a shirt or real pants, whoever it was would just have to face the horror of his disheveled look. He opened the door to see Alyssa and smiled softly. He gazed at her, "Good morning Alyssa. Sorry about the mess." He chuckled and waved her in, rooting around for a shirt.

He gazed back at her, "Come in, sit down. Still don't have a couch but maybe I'll get it done now that we have a little bit of shore leave. But you can still sit on the bed." He sat down and grabbed the shirt nearest his bed and pulled it on. "What can I do for you?"

Alyssa came and sat down, noticing that he was sleeping and probably still needed some. "Keep me from killing my cousin. I'm seriously attempted and I'm going to kill her."

She decided just to be straight forward and hoped that he would distract her. She didn't care how he did it, just needed him to do it. "Sorry for waking you. I've had an interesting morning. And good morning."

He smiled softly and nodded, "Okay I suppose I could keep you here for a little while. Distract you a little bit." He winked and laughed, sitting down on the bed next to her. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "But you'll have to give my mind a moment or so to wake up so I can think up something fantastic for us to do as a distraction." He yawned and stretched rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"

She sighed. "I'm really sorry for waking you. I guess I can talk about it. Lydia knows about me and you dating. She's told Darien, her brother, about us and most likely my parents. But that's not the best part." She had to breathe, and wished she had a tennis ball to throw. "Darien is coming for a visit, which I'm happy about. The problem is that he's not coming by himself. No, that would't be fun. He's bring my parents along. Lydia, of course, is denying the part about my parents. What she keeps forgetting is that I know when she's lying. So my parents and Darien will be visiting." She got up and began pacing. "I've thought of sixteen different ways of killing Lydia with a paperclip. I just need to find a paperclip."

She knew that being this mad was bad, but she couldn't help. She had been woken from her sleep and lied to by one out of two family members that she talked to. She was just having a hard time believe that Lydia and Darien would try to fix her relationship with her parents. There was nothing to fix and she believe that.

He shrugged and laughed, "It's okay Alyssa, now that I'm up I'm up, it'll just take me a minute to dream about well.." He coughed, "Something else." He grinned a cocky grin and shook his head. He could use a shower but right now wasn't the time, she needed him and he was there. He shook his head, well the secret was out then. Not that the rest of the ship didn't know. He stroked her hair, "It was bound to happen sooner or later, the finding out part." He pondered for a moment. They were going to be afforded shore leave. "We could go down on the planet if you wanted to. Escape for a while. Do you know when they'll be arriving?"

He watched her walk and couldn't stop but think how cute she was when she was mad. It was very endearing but he knew she was really mad so he couldn't tell her that. "Well if you kill her as a member of the senior staff I'll have to report it and then we'll have to spend all of our quality time in the brig instead of in my quarters. That wouldn't be hardly any fun at all." He smiled widely, "What do you want to do about it?"

She stopped and looked at him. She knew he meant it as a joke but she couldn't help wanting to do it. She was curious if anyone had tried sleeping with someone in the brig. "I don't know when they'll be here. I'm was too mad to find out. I'm still too mad. Wait, you mention dreaming. Curious as to what you were dreaming. True that the brig wouldn't be as fun as your quarters. Lydia just can't leave things alone." Then she remember that her cousin knew about them. "Please don't side with Lydia or agree to do anything with her. I know she's going to talk to you, well try to at least."

She walked over to him, and kissed him. "Escaping would be wonderful. I'm sure you being able to sleep more would be wonderful too. This is where I wish you had couch or a comfortable chair. Since my family is showing up, I could have them bring you couch or chair from Earth." She smiled at the thought, and knew that it would be funny to see. "We can do whatever, as long as it's distracting." She kissed him again, and felt more calm.

He smiled, "Well then it'll be a surprise. I suppose that will indeed make life more exciting." He laughed and lay down on the bed pulling her down to him for a moment, just wrapping his arms around her to hold her and lay in peace together, playing with her hair. It was very amusing, but he wouldn't look nearly as good as she did with hair that long. He chuckled and pondered but decided to keep it simple, "Most of it was about you actually." He smiled and nodded.

He wondered if they would really bring him a couch. Not that he couldn't get one on his own. But that certainly would be amusing. He could imagine that, carrying it all the way to his quarters. He shook his head and laughed. "What do you need a chair for? There's nothing you can do on a chair that you can't do on a bed. Well..maybe not sit comfortably. But oh well. I'll requisition one." He kissed her back and held it for a moment, enjoying it with her.

She laughed a little, got up, and kissed him. "I dreamed about you too, and you won't be able to get me to tell you about it." She laid back down, and smiled. "I agree that what you can do in a bed, can also be done in a chair. Sometimes, you just need a chair. I've got a couch and a chair. I use it when I read or just was to curl up and cry. Chair is useful. Just get a couch. You probably don't even need a chair."

He laughed at the thought of her dreams and was intrigued and enticed but as she said, he probably wouldn't be able to get her to tell him about it. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at her, kissing her forehead. "Yes ma'am. One couch coming right up." He would get one replicated and put together that week. Or maybe even today if he could manage it. "Do you want to go planetside, escape the thought of your parents?"

"Am I going by myself or are you coming with me?" She asked looking up at him. She knew that he would come, but still wanted to see what he would do. "Plus I know that you wouldn't mind some more sleep and possibly a shower. If you want to, you could also be putting the couch you're thinking about replicating together. By the way, I can help you with that." She smiled wondering what he was thinking.

He smiled at her, "I would come with you of course. I wouldn't abandon you to the world below, I would come with you if I could. We will all have leave so that won't be a problem." He grinned at her, "There are far more exciting things to do planetside than sleep I'm sure. Though the shower.." He looked towards the other side of his quarters, "Well I might get one of those now. You're welcome to stay." He winked and grinned widely, "Well we will get it together I'm sure."

She kissed him. "If you need to take a shower, then go ahead. I'm going to sleep in your bed. Which by the way is very comfortable." She kissed him again, and grinned. "I like that we're able to be together and not have to work around our schedules. We need more of this, or at least I need more of it." She kissed him again. "I'm going to stop now, and let you decide as to what you're going to do." She smiled and hoped that he would stay in bed; if not, she'd at least of his pillow.

He returned her kiss and smiled softly, "I just may at that." He leaned forward brushing his lips up her cheek before he sat up and took off his shirt again. He wondered why he had put it on in the first place. He didn't really need it. He was pulled back in by her kisses, returning them. "I love spending time with you Alyssa, I would give up anything for more of it so feel free to wake me up more frequently." He grinned and wrapped his arms around her, "You make the decision easy though." He kissed her passionately, holding her close. There would always be more time for a shower.

She returned his kiss, and smiled. "I was wondering why you put a shirt on, then I remembered that you're a gentleman." She kissed him again, then pulled back. "Are you okay with this? I don't want to push you or force you into anything that you're not comfortable doing." She was nervous and a bit tired, along with her subsiding angry that could fire back up at any moment. She had a hard time keeping her emotions in check, but she was trying not to rush into anything. She knew Kalen's history and her own. She didn't want to make the same mistake twice. "Sorry for sounding like a dude. I just want us to be comfortable... since I know our histories." She sighed. "You're going to be meeting my parents when they show up. You'll be meeting my dad." She shook her head already hearing the conversation her dad would have with him. "I wonder if there's a way to keep you from meeting them. I'm going to be looking into that, even if you're willing to meet them."

He nodded, "I had forgotten that it wasn't absolutely necessary, especially if we're alone together. But yes, it was for the sake of courtesy. Not that you probably don't like things better this way." He laughed and grinned cheekily at her. He thought for a moment and held her gaze for a moment, "I was worried about going too fast, I won't deny that. But I care so much about you Alyssa, I'm willing to sacrifice whatever I need to just to spend a few more minutes with you. It's not that I'm uncomfortable, I just wanted us both to be ready. We're adults and I wanted to come to the decision together." He nodded, with their pasts it was understandable. A lot of his loves had a way of turning to dust so he wanted to be careful. But with her, everything seemed perfect. And he knew that no matter what, he wouldn't ever let anything happen to her. And he wouldn't leave her. He kissed her just once more and tried to express all the emotion he felt, leaning in to the kiss. After a moment he pulled back once more, laughing slightly about the comments about her parents. "Well like I said, we can try to escape if you want to. We can't desert of course and I wouldn't want to. But we can take the largest amount of shore leave feasible if you want. Try to avoid the situation. But if we can't we can't. And if we see your parents together that's what our fate had in store for us. We'll deal with it together, I won't leave your side." He cuddled up against her and hugged her, "Though your father will probably chew me out to test my mettle. It's a man thing." He grinned.

She laughed. "I know, but my father happens to be very good. Plus he will bring up a past relationship that you'll probably need to know about, but I don't want to tell you because it sucked. We're just not going to be opening that box right now." She kissed him softly. She knew that he had to know about her being married once, but she really couldn't handle that right now. "I know you won't leave, but that may change after you meet my parents. My father is mild compared to my mother, who will rip you apart and eat you. She rarely shows her approval. Explains why I got disowned. This really isn't a happy topic." She breathed, to attempt to organize her thoughts better. Even with her past relationships, which normally ended with her having to start over somewhere, she felt more like herself with him. Which scared her yet gave her peace. It was weird feeling this way. She knew that he meant ever word, and was grateful that he knew her father would chat with him. "Glad to know that we're not rushing. It's a very good possibility that we'll run into my parents when we get back from shore leave. Lydia probably has this all planned out. We need a new topic. So what kind of couch are you thinking about replicating? Or are you in more of let's talk about us?" She wanted to not talk about her parents. "There's also the we can just not talk, and um be us. I kind of don't know what I'm talking about right now. Even without a shower, you smell good."

He smiled softly, "Well then I will make sure that my worth is well counted in his book. I would hate to be a disappointment." He nodded at her next comment and let it slide. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd talk about it when she wanted to talk about it. He shook his head, "I doubt it will change, I don't think there's anything that could willingly pull me away from you." He smiled, "I love blondes." He grinned and laughed merrily, enjoying his own joke. He smiled softly, "Well I will do my best to make sure she knows that she won't want to eat me." He pointed his thumbs at himself, "Meal for one." And she was his one, he knew that. He hoped they could go the distance, but he imagined all relationships started out with people hoping they could make it together. "Oh I'm sure she does, she seems crafty enough. I'd expect an ambush if I were us. Hmmm..how does one avoid a well placed ambush one sees coming but isn't sure from where?" He thought about it, "I should ask Taylor, he's a marine and has lived long enough to have survived ambushes like this. If your mother is trying to tear me up and eat me might as well treat it militarily..well without the weapons at least." He chuckled softly, "Well if I was going to have a chair I would have a high back 16th Century English chair upholstered in red satin that I could turn slowly in and look menacing whilst being completely comfortable. But a couch?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Something we can sit on together I suppose is the only necessity. You're the girl, aren't you the one who is supposed to care what the furniture looks like?" He smiled and kissed her, "I'll talk about whatever you want to talk about. We can talk about us and where we want to go." He shook his head, "Of course I smell good, but you smell better." He trailed a line of kisses from her lips down her neck, "And taste even better."

She kissed him. "Thank you. If you're able to get my mother's approval, we'll be married within hours rather we want to or not. My mother keeps what she likes. She may not like me, but you still have a chance." She laughed a little. "You don't have to make your worth count. I'll still be with you rather my parents wants us together He smior not that's if my parents don't scare you off. Glad to know that you love blondes. I was thinking about having pink or blue hair, but I guess that's not going to happen." She smiled, and kissed him again. "I should ask Taylor if he would be willing to throw my parents in the brig. It's a good idea. I'm doing it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I actually care about what the furniture looks like. As long as it's comfortable enough to sleep on, it works." She thought about what they could talk about it. She was still laughing in her head about what if her mother approved and they were force to marry. She was also wondering how much of her hair had to be blonde so that she could put some color in. "Yes, Lydia may be crafty except I'm better at it and I use my craftiness to pull pranks. It's a well used talent that I enjoy having. If you get on the good side of my father, you should ask him about the time he, my mother, and two of their friends got tie-dye. All of them had to have their hair re-dyed to their natural colors. One of my favorite pranks that my parents hated." She kissed him again. "I don't know how I should feel about tasting better. Because we did discuss the possibility of my mother eating you. And yes, I caught that I'm the one who's permitted to eat you." She smiled, and kissed him passionately.

He smiled warmly at her and nodded, "I will do the best that I can." He quirked an eyebrow at her comment about marriage but wasn't totally against the idea. It was a little early in the relationship to consider, but he certainly wouldn't mind. He grinned at her and nodded, "I understand but I would like it if they approved of our relationship at least a little. If not well that's whatever. But I wouldn't mind." He shook his head and kissed her back, "Well maybe we will try that out, and yes it does. If you don't care and I don't care we obviously have to get something gaudy and audacious just because why not?" He pondered her pranks and hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with one of them. Not that it wasn't amusing or anything but he could only imagine with her skills that he would end up in quite the predicament. He laughed at the last little bits of her sentence, "Oh I won't eat you eat you." He grinned, "Good." He leaned into the kiss returning it with equal passion, running his tongue lightly over her lips, sliding his hands down her sides, holding her and pulling her close.

She continued to kiss him back, as one of her hands travel down and tugged on his boxers. She was debating on rather or not she should pull a prank on him. It would be fun to see and yet it could end badly. She also debated about them going too fast. She wanted to, but she wasn't exactly ready to jump... though her body was telling her otherwise. She knew that she would give in to him because it was rare to feel like someone actually wanted her for more than just her looks. She just needed to know that they were on the same page, and that no one was pushing the other to do something that they weren't ready for. She place one hand on his chest and the other on his abs, then push him away a little. "Just so we're both on the same page, you want to do this? You're not replicating a beat up old couch. It's not happening because I won't let you. Yes, you can do whatever style or design you want. It just can't be like you got it from a junk yard. Anyways, are we on the same page?" She bit her lower lip, which was an old habit that her father tried to stop her from doing since it gave her way.

He felt her hands move and was glad of it for a moment, he knew that even if this was probably what most people would consider to be fast, he felt it was right to be here with her. He couldn't think of a place he'd rather be in the world. He wanted her, there was no denying that, his body ached to touch her, to feel her bare skin under his fingertips. As she pulled back for a moment, his brain refocused on what she was saying rather than what he was feeling and where most of his blood was inevitably going to. He looked up into her eyes and reached up his hand to cup her cheek, stroking it with his thumb. He just lay there and smiled up at her taking in all of her beauty. There were so few rare moments in life where one was faced with a perfectly beautiful moment and he wanted to cherish all of his with her. "I won't push you into anything you don't want to do..but if you want to do this then I have no qualms against it. This is a perfect moment and I wouldn't trade it for anything else ever." He just lay there under her hands and smiled. "Well we'll get a nice couch then, I promise. It won't be a piece of junk." He grinned and leaned up to just meet her gaze from only a few inches away running his hands down to her hips he rested them there gently. "Yes, I believe we are on the same page." And with that he leaned in and recaptured her lips with his own.

She couldn’t help kissing him back, even with her mind scream at her to slow down. She wanted this, and frankly she needed this; which caused her brain to reminder what happened the last time. She didn't want to use him. She very much wanted to break that habit. Everything felt different when he was around, and she wanted to keep it that. Wanted this to work. That left her with one choice, and she didn't like it. She pushed him away and got off the bed, walking a few feet away with her back to him. "Sorry. I..." She didn't exactly know how to phrase it. "I want this to work. And I really wish you had something other than your bed." She really didn't want to explain anymore of her past to him. Somethings are meant to be kept secrets, and her using men happened to be one of them. She didn't know how he would response to this, but knew that if he came over, it was all over. She would sleep with him right then and there.

He watched her walk away and nodded his head, understanding. "I want this to work too. I'm sorry if I pushed too far or anything, but I'm willing to take the time to get back to this point if you want." He sidled to the edge of the bed and sat there looking up to her. He chuckled softly, "I promise I'll have a couch tomorrow if it's that important to you." He was confused slightly by her behaviour. One moment they were fine and the next it seemed like she was running scared for her life or her sanity. He couldn't tell which though. Women were harder to read then men, but something was going on he was sure. But he just watched her, unwilling to push her past her comfort zone. "I don't know what to do Alyssa, it isn't like me to go so swiftly or fall so quickly but I know in my heart that whatever decision you want to make, I will support it." He stood slowly but didn't move, "I just want you to be happy, and if that means you want to wait that's what we'll do." He hesitated, "And if you need to talk, I'll be here for that as well." He smiled warmly and waited, watching her intently. He was silly to start falling in love with her so fast, but that was the way it was seeming to going. And he wouldn't change any of that for the world.

She knew she had to do something to make up for her sudden stop. She went over to him and kissed him swiftly. "This is right. I just don't want to use you. And yes, having a couch will make me happy because I'll be less tempted to jump you every time I come and see you. Unless you really don't mind sleeping with each other every time I show up at your quarters. If that be the case, then don't bother getting any furniture." She smiled sweetly. Liking that he was trying to understand without pushing her too far. She wished that members of her family had this quality. "You didn't push. And we will get back to that point." She motioned to the bed. "But not right now. Probably later today or tomorrow. It depends on rather or not my family shows up. I really don't want to deal them, so I may end up camping out at your quarters. Don't worry." She smiled. "I've got a tent and everything." She kissed him again, and smiled. Her attempts to light the mood, probably failed, but she was at least trying to break a bad habit. "Everything is okay. I'm the one who fell first, so you're not alone in this."

He grinned and kissed her back. He nodded and understood what she was saying, "Well I'm not worried about being used, but I fully understand your concern. I have used and been used before so I know what that's like." He smiled softly, "Well if that isn't the greatest incentive to not get a couch I've ever heard. You know you're making this couch thing hard on me." He grinned and laughed warmly. He shook his head and smiled softly to himself. "If it was only that easy, hmm? But we probably shouldn't jump into something like that. Maybe after a month or so I'll get rid of the couch and we can go to just sleeping with one another whenever you show up. Make things exciting." He nodded and stroked her cheek with his finger, "I will be glad to see you every moment that I can. And you don't have to bring a tent. I have a bed." He ran his hand over it, "Just because it's my only piece of furniture doesn't necessarily mean we should have sex on it." He nodded and mussed her hair slightly, "I'm with you if you want me to come. We can face your family together if you want. I don't want you to feel alone in this either."

She laughed, then shrugged. "If I need you, you'll be there. I just want to avoid my family at all costs. My parents would give you a lecture then accuse you of sleeping with me when we're not married. It would be fun to watch with popcorn, but you wouldn't enjoy it. I'm not afraid of the floor, and frankly every inch of your quarters is fair game when it comes to sex." She smiled remembering some good times. "Just because you won't let me put a tent up doesn't mean I'm not bring a sleep bag. You can do whatever you would like with your quarters. Have a couch, don't have a couch. It really doesn't make a difference until you have more than me over here. I don't know how any guy would feel sitting on your bed with you." She laughed. "Now, I want you to take a shower then meet me in the shuttle bay. We'll go have fun on shore." She kissed him; knowing fully well that she would love to join him, but she really wanted to see the planet.
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PostSubject: Re: Alyssa/Kalen - Morning   Sun Jun 03, 2012 4:58 am

||USS Fenris
||Kalen's Quarters
||April 9, 2388
||0708

Alyssa was in need of some time with Kalen. She didn't care that it might be early for him. She hoped that he'd forgive her and just allow her to stay, so she pressed the door chime.

Kalen had gotten a night shift and was sleeping well until his chime rang. He groaned slightly trying to rouse himself from his slumber. He stumbled to the door not bothering with a shirt or real pants, whoever it was would just have to face the horror of his disheveled look. He opened the door to see Alyssa and smiled softly. He gazed at her, "Good morning Alyssa. Sorry about the mess." He chuckled and waved her in, rooting around for a shirt.

He gazed back at her, "Come in, sit down. Still don't have a couch but maybe I'll get it done now that we have a little bit of shore leave. But you can still sit on the bed." He sat down and grabbed the shirt nearest his bed and pulled it on. "What can I do for you?"

Alyssa came and sat down, noticing that he was sleeping and probably still needed some. "Keep me from killing my cousin. I'm seriously attempted and I'm going to kill her."

She decided just to be straight forward and hoped that he would distract her. She didn't care how he did it, just needed him to do it. "Sorry for waking you. I've had an interesting morning. And good morning."

He smiled softly and nodded, "Okay I suppose I could keep you here for a little while. Distract you a little bit." He winked and laughed, sitting down on the bed next to her. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "But you'll have to give my mind a moment or so to wake up so I can think up something fantastic for us to do as a distraction." He yawned and stretched rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"

She sighed. "I'm really sorry for waking you. I guess I can talk about it. Lydia knows about me and you dating. She's told Darien, her brother, about us and most likely my parents. But that's not the best part." She had to breathe, and wished she had a tennis ball to throw. "Darien is coming for a visit, which I'm happy about. The problem is that he's not coming by himself. No, that would't be fun. He's bring my parents along. Lydia, of course, is denying the part about my parents. What she keeps forgetting is that I know when she's lying. So my parents and Darien will be visiting." She got up and began pacing. "I've thought of sixteen different ways of killing Lydia with a paperclip. I just need to find a paperclip."

She knew that being this mad was bad, but she couldn't help. She had been woken from her sleep and lied to by one out of two family members that she talked to. She was just having a hard time believe that Lydia and Darien would try to fix her relationship with her parents. There was nothing to fix and she believe that.

He shrugged and laughed, "It's okay Alyssa, now that I'm up I'm up, it'll just take me a minute to dream about well.." He coughed, "Something else." He grinned a cocky grin and shook his head. He could use a shower but right now wasn't the time, she needed him and he was there. He shook his head, well the secret was out then. Not that the rest of the ship didn't know. He stroked her hair, "It was bound to happen sooner or later, the finding out part." He pondered for a moment. They were going to be afforded shore leave. "We could go down on the planet if you wanted to. Escape for a while. Do you know when they'll be arriving?"

He watched her walk and couldn't stop but think how cute she was when she was mad. It was very endearing but he knew she was really mad so he couldn't tell her that. "Well if you kill her as a member of the senior staff I'll have to report it and then we'll have to spend all of our quality time in the brig instead of in my quarters. That wouldn't be hardly any fun at all." He smiled widely, "What do you want to do about it?"

She stopped and looked at him. She knew he meant it as a joke but she couldn't help wanting to do it. She was curious if anyone had tried sleeping with someone in the brig. "I don't know when they'll be here. I'm was too mad to find out. I'm still too mad. Wait, you mention dreaming. Curious as to what you were dreaming. True that the brig wouldn't be as fun as your quarters. Lydia just can't leave things alone." Then she remember that her cousin knew about them. "Please don't side with Lydia or agree to do anything with her. I know she's going to talk to you, well try to at least."

She walked over to him, and kissed him. "Escaping would be wonderful. I'm sure you being able to sleep more would be wonderful too. This is where I wish you had couch or a comfortable chair. Since my family is showing up, I could have them bring you couch or chair from Earth." She smiled at the thought, and knew that it would be funny to see. "We can do whatever, as long as it's distracting." She kissed him again, and felt more calm.

He smiled, "Well then it'll be a surprise. I suppose that will indeed make life more exciting." He laughed and lay down on the bed pulling her down to him for a moment, just wrapping his arms around her to hold her and lay in peace together, playing with her hair. It was very amusing, but he wouldn't look nearly as good as she did with hair that long. He chuckled and pondered but decided to keep it simple, "Most of it was about you actually." He smiled and nodded.

He wondered if they would really bring him a couch. Not that he couldn't get one on his own. But that certainly would be amusing. He could imagine that, carrying it all the way to his quarters. He shook his head and laughed. "What do you need a chair for? There's nothing you can do on a chair that you can't do on a bed. Well..maybe not sit comfortably. But oh well. I'll requisition one." He kissed her back and held it for a moment, enjoying it with her.

She laughed a little, got up, and kissed him. "I dreamed about you too, and you won't be able to get me to tell you about it." She laid back down, and smiled. "I agree that what you can do in a bed, can also be done in a chair. Sometimes, you just need a chair. I've got a couch and a chair. I use it when I read or just was to curl up and cry. Chair is useful. Just get a couch. You probably don't even need a chair."

He laughed at the thought of her dreams and was intrigued and enticed but as she said, he probably wouldn't be able to get her to tell him about it. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at her, kissing her forehead. "Yes ma'am. One couch coming right up." He would get one replicated and put together that week. Or maybe even today if he could manage it. "Do you want to go planetside, escape the thought of your parents?"

"Am I going by myself or are you coming with me?" She asked looking up at him. She knew that he would come, but still wanted to see what he would do. "Plus I know that you wouldn't mind some more sleep and possibly a shower. If you want to, you could also be putting the couch you're thinking about replicating together. By the way, I can help you with that." She smiled wondering what he was thinking.

He smiled at her, "I would come with you of course. I wouldn't abandon you to the world below, I would come with you if I could. We will all have leave so that won't be a problem." He grinned at her, "There are far more exciting things to do planetside than sleep I'm sure. Though the shower.." He looked towards the other side of his quarters, "Well I might get one of those now. You're welcome to stay." He winked and grinned widely, "Well we will get it together I'm sure."

She kissed him. "If you need to take a shower, then go ahead. I'm going to sleep in your bed. Which by the way is very comfortable." She kissed him again, and grinned. "I like that we're able to be together and not have to work around our schedules. We need more of this, or at least I need more of it." She kissed him again. "I'm going to stop now, and let you decide as to what you're going to do." She smiled and hoped that he would stay in bed; if not, she'd at least of his pillow.

He returned her kiss and smiled softly, "I just may at that." He leaned forward brushing his lips up her cheek before he sat up and took off his shirt again. He wondered why he had put it on in the first place. He didn't really need it. He was pulled back in by her kisses, returning them. "I love spending time with you Alyssa, I would give up anything for more of it so feel free to wake me up more frequently." He grinned and wrapped his arms around her, "You make the decision easy though." He kissed her passionately, holding her close. There would always be more time for a shower.

She returned his kiss, and smiled. "I was wondering why you put a shirt on, then I remembered that you're a gentleman." She kissed him again, then pulled back. "Are you okay with this? I don't want to push you or force you into anything that you're not comfortable doing." She was nervous and a bit tired, along with her subsiding angry that could fire back up at any moment. She had a hard time keeping her emotions in check, but she was trying not to rush into anything. She knew Kalen's history and her own. She didn't want to make the same mistake twice. "Sorry for sounding like a dude. I just want us to be comfortable... since I know our histories." She sighed. "You're going to be meeting my parents when they show up. You'll be meeting my dad." She shook her head already hearing the conversation her dad would have with him. "I wonder if there's a way to keep you from meeting them. I'm going to be looking into that, even if you're willing to meet them."

He nodded, "I had forgotten that it wasn't absolutely necessary, especially if we're alone together. But yes, it was for the sake of courtesy. Not that you probably don't like things better this way." He laughed and grinned cheekily at her. He thought for a moment and held her gaze for a moment, "I was worried about going too fast, I won't deny that. But I care so much about you Alyssa, I'm willing to sacrifice whatever I need to just to spend a few more minutes with you. It's not that I'm uncomfortable, I just wanted us both to be ready. We're adults and I wanted to come to the decision together." He nodded, with their pasts it was understandable. A lot of his loves had a way of turning to dust so he wanted to be careful. But with her, everything seemed perfect. And he knew that no matter what, he wouldn't ever let anything happen to her. And he wouldn't leave her. He kissed her just once more and tried to express all the emotion he felt, leaning in to the kiss. After a moment he pulled back once more, laughing slightly about the comments about her parents. "Well like I said, we can try to escape if you want to. We can't desert of course and I wouldn't want to. But we can take the largest amount of shore leave feasible if you want. Try to avoid the situation. But if we can't we can't. And if we see your parents together that's what our fate had in store for us. We'll deal with it together, I won't leave your side." He cuddled up against her and hugged her, "Though your father will probably chew me out to test my mettle. It's a man thing." He grinned.

She laughed. "I know, but my father happens to be very good. Plus he will bring up a past relationship that you'll probably need to know about, but I don't want to tell you because it sucked. We're just not going to be opening that box right now." She kissed him softly. She knew that he had to know about her being married once, but she really couldn't handle that right now. "I know you won't leave, but that may change after you meet my parents. My father is mild compared to my mother, who will rip you apart and eat you. She rarely shows her approval. Explains why I got disowned. This really isn't a happy topic." She breathed, to attempt to organize her thoughts better. Even with her past relationships, which normally ended with her having to start over somewhere, she felt more like herself with him. Which scared her yet gave her peace. It was weird feeling this way. She knew that he meant ever word, and was grateful that he knew her father would chat with him. "Glad to know that we're not rushing. It's a very good possibility that we'll run into my parents when we get back from shore leave. Lydia probably has this all planned out. We need a new topic. So what kind of couch are you thinking about replicating? Or are you in more of let's talk about us?" She wanted to not talk about her parents. "There's also the we can just not talk, and um be us. I kind of don't know what I'm talking about right now. Even without a shower, you smell good."

He smiled softly, "Well then I will make sure that my worth is well counted in his book. I would hate to be a disappointment." He nodded at her next comment and let it slide. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd talk about it when she wanted to talk about it. He shook his head, "I doubt it will change, I don't think there's anything that could willingly pull me away from you." He smiled, "I love blondes." He grinned and laughed merrily, enjoying his own joke. He smiled softly, "Well I will do my best to make sure she knows that she won't want to eat me." He pointed his thumbs at himself, "Meal for one." And she was his one, he knew that. He hoped they could go the distance, but he imagined all relationships started out with people hoping they could make it together. "Oh I'm sure she does, she seems crafty enough. I'd expect an ambush if I were us. Hmmm..how does one avoid a well placed ambush one sees coming but isn't sure from where?" He thought about it, "I should ask Taylor, he's a marine and has lived long enough to have survived ambushes like this. If your mother is trying to tear me up and eat me might as well treat it militarily..well without the weapons at least." He chuckled softly, "Well if I was going to have a chair I would have a high back 16th Century English chair upholstered in red satin that I could turn slowly in and look menacing whilst being completely comfortable. But a couch?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Something we can sit on together I suppose is the only necessity. You're the girl, aren't you the one who is supposed to care what the furniture looks like?" He smiled and kissed her, "I'll talk about whatever you want to talk about. We can talk about us and where we want to go." He shook his head, "Of course I smell good, but you smell better." He trailed a line of kisses from her lips down her neck, "And taste even better."

She kissed him. "Thank you. If you're able to get my mother's approval, we'll be married within hours rather we want to or not. My mother keeps what she likes. She may not like me, but you still have a chance." She laughed a little. "You don't have to make your worth count. I'll still be with you rather my parents wants us together He smior not that's if my parents don't scare you off. Glad to know that you love blondes. I was thinking about having pink or blue hair, but I guess that's not going to happen." She smiled, and kissed him again. "I should ask Taylor if he would be willing to throw my parents in the brig. It's a good idea. I'm doing it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I actually care about what the furniture looks like. As long as it's comfortable enough to sleep on, it works." She thought about what they could talk about it. She was still laughing in her head about what if her mother approved and they were force to marry. She was also wondering how much of her hair had to be blonde so that she could put some color in. "Yes, Lydia may be crafty except I'm better at it and I use my craftiness to pull pranks. It's a well used talent that I enjoy having. If you get on the good side of my father, you should ask him about the time he, my mother, and two of their friends got tie-dye. All of them had to have their hair re-dyed to their natural colors. One of my favorite pranks that my parents hated." She kissed him again. "I don't know how I should feel about tasting better. Because we did discuss the possibility of my mother eating you. And yes, I caught that I'm the one who's permitted to eat you." She smiled, and kissed him passionately.

He smiled warmly at her and nodded, "I will do the best that I can." He quirked an eyebrow at her comment about marriage but wasn't totally against the idea. It was a little early in the relationship to consider, but he certainly wouldn't mind. He grinned at her and nodded, "I understand but I would like it if they approved of our relationship at least a little. If not well that's whatever. But I wouldn't mind." He shook his head and kissed her back, "Well maybe we will try that out, and yes it does. If you don't care and I don't care we obviously have to get something gaudy and audacious just because why not?" He pondered her pranks and hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with one of them. Not that it wasn't amusing or anything but he could only imagine with her skills that he would end up in quite the predicament. He laughed at the last little bits of her sentence, "Oh I won't eat you eat you." He grinned, "Good." He leaned into the kiss returning it with equal passion, running his tongue lightly over her lips, sliding his hands down her sides, holding her and pulling her close.

She continued to kiss him back, as one of her hands travel down and tugged on his boxers. She was debating on rather or not she should pull a prank on him. It would be fun to see and yet it could end badly. She also debated about them going too fast. She wanted to, but she wasn't exactly ready to jump... though her body was telling her otherwise. She knew that she would give in to him because it was rare to feel like someone actually wanted her for more than just her looks. She just needed to know that they were on the same page, and that no one was pushing the other to do something that they weren't ready for. She place one hand on his chest and the other on his abs, then push him away a little. "Just so we're both on the same page, you want to do this? You're not replicating a beat up old couch. It's not happening because I won't let you. Yes, you can do whatever style or design you want. It just can't be like you got it from a junk yard. Anyways, are we on the same page?" She bit her lower lip, which was an old habit that her father tried to stop her from doing since it gave her way.

He felt her hands move and was glad of it for a moment, he knew that even if this was probably what most people would consider to be fast, he felt it was right to be here with her. He couldn't think of a place he'd rather be in the world. He wanted her, there was no denying that, his body ached to touch her, to feel her bare skin under his fingertips. As she pulled back for a moment, his brain refocused on what she was saying rather than what he was feeling and where most of his blood was inevitably going to. He looked up into her eyes and reached up his hand to cup her cheek, stroking it with his thumb. He just lay there and smiled up at her taking in all of her beauty. There were so few rare moments in life where one was faced with a perfectly beautiful moment and he wanted to cherish all of his with her. "I won't push you into anything you don't want to do..but if you want to do this then I have no qualms against it. This is a perfect moment and I wouldn't trade it for anything else ever." He just lay there under her hands and smiled. "Well we'll get a nice couch then, I promise. It won't be a piece of junk." He grinned and leaned up to just meet her gaze from only a few inches away running his hands down to her hips he rested them there gently. "Yes, I believe we are on the same page." And with that he leaned in and recaptured her lips with his own.

She couldn’t help kissing him back, even with her mind scream at her to slow down. She wanted this, and frankly she needed this; which caused her brain to reminder what happened the last time. She didn't want to use him. She very much wanted to break that habit. Everything felt different when he was around, and she wanted to keep it that. Wanted this to work. That left her with one choice, and she didn't like it. She pushed him away and got off the bed, walking a few feet away with her back to him. "Sorry. I..." She didn't exactly know how to phrase it. "I want this to work. And I really wish you had something other than your bed." She really didn't want to explain anymore of her past to him. Somethings are meant to be kept secrets, and her using men happened to be one of them. She didn't know how he would response to this, but knew that if he came over, it was all over. She would sleep with him right then and there.

He watched her walk away and nodded his head, understanding. "I want this to work too. I'm sorry if I pushed too far or anything, but I'm willing to take the time to get back to this point if you want." He sidled to the edge of the bed and sat there looking up to her. He chuckled softly, "I promise I'll have a couch tomorrow if it's that important to you." He was confused slightly by her behaviour. One moment they were fine and the next it seemed like she was running scared for her life or her sanity. He couldn't tell which though. Women were harder to read then men, but something was going on he was sure. But he just watched her, unwilling to push her past her comfort zone. "I don't know what to do Alyssa, it isn't like me to go so swiftly or fall so quickly but I know in my heart that whatever decision you want to make, I will support it." He stood slowly but didn't move, "I just want you to be happy, and if that means you want to wait that's what we'll do." He hesitated, "And if you need to talk, I'll be here for that as well." He smiled warmly and waited, watching her intently. He was silly to start falling in love with her so fast, but that was the way it was seeming to going. And he wouldn't change any of that for the world.

She knew she had to do something to make up for her sudden stop. She went over to him and kissed him swiftly. "This is right. I just don't want to use you. And yes, having a couch will make me happy because I'll be less tempted to jump you every time I come and see you. Unless you really don't mind sleeping with each other every time I show up at your quarters. If that be the case, then don't bother getting any furniture." She smiled sweetly. Liking that he was trying to understand without pushing her too far. She wished that members of her family had this quality. "You didn't push. And we will get back to that point." She motioned to the bed. "But not right now. Probably later today or tomorrow. It depends on rather or not my family shows up. I really don't want to deal them, so I may end up camping out at your quarters. Don't worry." She smiled. "I've got a tent and everything." She kissed him again, and smiled. Her attempts to light the mood, probably failed, but she was at least trying to break a bad habit. "Everything is okay. I'm the one who fell first, so you're not alone in this."

He grinned and kissed her back. He nodded and understood what she was saying, "Well I'm not worried about being used, but I fully understand your concern. I have used and been used before so I know what that's like." He smiled softly, "Well if that isn't the greatest incentive to not get a couch I've ever heard. You know you're making this couch thing hard on me." He grinned and laughed warmly. He shook his head and smiled softly to himself. "If it was only that easy, hmm? But we probably shouldn't jump into something like that. Maybe after a month or so I'll get rid of the couch and we can go to just sleeping with one another whenever you show up. Make things exciting." He nodded and stroked her cheek with his finger, "I will be glad to see you every moment that I can. And you don't have to bring a tent. I have a bed." He ran his hand over it, "Just because it's my only piece of furniture doesn't necessarily mean we should have sex on it." He nodded and mussed her hair slightly, "I'm with you if you want me to come. We can face your family together if you want. I don't want you to feel alone in this either."

She laughed, then shrugged. "If I need you, you'll be there. I just want to avoid my family at all costs. My parents would give you a lecture then accuse you of sleeping with me when we're not married. It would be fun to watch with popcorn, but you wouldn't enjoy it. I'm not afraid of the floor, and frankly every inch of your quarters is fair game when it comes to sex." She smiled remembering some good times. "Just because you won't let me put a tent up doesn't mean I'm not bring a sleep bag. You can do whatever you would like with your quarters. Have a couch, don't have a couch. It really doesn't make a difference until you have more than me over here. I don't know how any guy would feel sitting on your bed with you." She laughed. "Now, I want you to take a shower then meet me in the shuttle bay. We'll go have fun on shore." She kissed him; knowing fully well that she would love to join him, but she really wanted to see the planet.

He nodded, knowing that he would of course come to her at her every beck and call. They could avoid her family, though unlikely they could accomplish this fact forever. After all if things continued going so well for them, he was an old fashioned kind of guy. He liked movies made on film of all things! Who would ever even think of that anymore? So of course being old fashioned he would have to speak to her father for his blessing of their possible union somewhere down the road a ways. He laughed, "Well I would probably not enjoy it. But you would, and that would probably be enough for me." He gazed at her and around his quarters and grinned slyly, "Naughty girl.." He licked his lips, entertaining the thought of pressing her against the wall for a moment or three. "I will get a couch, it'll be good for guests and give you more objects to work with for your every inch is fair game notion. I mean the floor can get only so exciting after a while." He pouted for a moment and gave her his puppy dog eyes for a minute after she told him she was going to leave for the moment but nodded, stretching his arms to the ceiling, showing off slightly. "Well I will certainly enjoy having fun with you, Alyssa. I'll be down in ten." He kissed her one last time and walked towards the shower, stripping his few articles of clothing left as he went to let her know what she missed out on by leaving, grinning to himself as he walked away.
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PostSubject: Re: Alyssa/Kalen - Morning   Mon Jun 04, 2012 12:53 am

||USS Fenris
||Kalen's Quarters
||April 9, 2388
||0708

Alyssa was in need of some time with Kalen. She didn't care that it might be early for him. She hoped that he'd forgive her and just allow her to stay, so she pressed the door chime.

Kalen had gotten a night shift and was sleeping well until his chime rang. He groaned slightly trying to rouse himself from his slumber. He stumbled to the door not bothering with a shirt or real pants, whoever it was would just have to face the horror of his disheveled look. He opened the door to see Alyssa and smiled softly. He gazed at her, "Good morning Alyssa. Sorry about the mess." He chuckled and waved her in, rooting around for a shirt.

He gazed back at her, "Come in, sit down. Still don't have a couch but maybe I'll get it done now that we have a little bit of shore leave. But you can still sit on the bed." He sat down and grabbed the shirt nearest his bed and pulled it on. "What can I do for you?"

Alyssa came and sat down, noticing that he was sleeping and probably still needed some. "Keep me from killing my cousin. I'm seriously attempted and I'm going to kill her."

She decided just to be straight forward and hoped that he would distract her. She didn't care how he did it, just needed him to do it. "Sorry for waking you. I've had an interesting morning. And good morning."

He smiled softly and nodded, "Okay I suppose I could keep you here for a little while. Distract you a little bit." He winked and laughed, sitting down on the bed next to her. He leaned in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "But you'll have to give my mind a moment or so to wake up so I can think up something fantastic for us to do as a distraction." He yawned and stretched rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What happened? Do you want to talk about it?"

She sighed. "I'm really sorry for waking you. I guess I can talk about it. Lydia knows about me and you dating. She's told Darien, her brother, about us and most likely my parents. But that's not the best part." She had to breathe, and wished she had a tennis ball to throw. "Darien is coming for a visit, which I'm happy about. The problem is that he's not coming by himself. No, that would't be fun. He's bring my parents along. Lydia, of course, is denying the part about my parents. What she keeps forgetting is that I know when she's lying. So my parents and Darien will be visiting." She got up and began pacing. "I've thought of sixteen different ways of killing Lydia with a paperclip. I just need to find a paperclip."

She knew that being this mad was bad, but she couldn't help. She had been woken from her sleep and lied to by one out of two family members that she talked to. She was just having a hard time believe that Lydia and Darien would try to fix her relationship with her parents. There was nothing to fix and she believe that.

He shrugged and laughed, "It's okay Alyssa, now that I'm up I'm up, it'll just take me a minute to dream about well.." He coughed, "Something else." He grinned a cocky grin and shook his head. He could use a shower but right now wasn't the time, she needed him and he was there. He shook his head, well the secret was out then. Not that the rest of the ship didn't know. He stroked her hair, "It was bound to happen sooner or later, the finding out part." He pondered for a moment. They were going to be afforded shore leave. "We could go down on the planet if you wanted to. Escape for a while. Do you know when they'll be arriving?"

He watched her walk and couldn't stop but think how cute she was when she was mad. It was very endearing but he knew she was really mad so he couldn't tell her that. "Well if you kill her as a member of the senior staff I'll have to report it and then we'll have to spend all of our quality time in the brig instead of in my quarters. That wouldn't be hardly any fun at all." He smiled widely, "What do you want to do about it?"

She stopped and looked at him. She knew he meant it as a joke but she couldn't help wanting to do it. She was curious if anyone had tried sleeping with someone in the brig. "I don't know when they'll be here. I'm was too mad to find out. I'm still too mad. Wait, you mention dreaming. Curious as to what you were dreaming. True that the brig wouldn't be as fun as your quarters. Lydia just can't leave things alone." Then she remember that her cousin knew about them. "Please don't side with Lydia or agree to do anything with her. I know she's going to talk to you, well try to at least."

She walked over to him, and kissed him. "Escaping would be wonderful. I'm sure you being able to sleep more would be wonderful too. This is where I wish you had couch or a comfortable chair. Since my family is showing up, I could have them bring you couch or chair from Earth." She smiled at the thought, and knew that it would be funny to see. "We can do whatever, as long as it's distracting." She kissed him again, and felt more calm.

He smiled, "Well then it'll be a surprise. I suppose that will indeed make life more exciting." He laughed and lay down on the bed pulling her down to him for a moment, just wrapping his arms around her to hold her and lay in peace together, playing with her hair. It was very amusing, but he wouldn't look nearly as good as she did with hair that long. He chuckled and pondered but decided to keep it simple, "Most of it was about you actually." He smiled and nodded.

He wondered if they would really bring him a couch. Not that he couldn't get one on his own. But that certainly would be amusing. He could imagine that, carrying it all the way to his quarters. He shook his head and laughed. "What do you need a chair for? There's nothing you can do on a chair that you can't do on a bed. Well..maybe not sit comfortably. But oh well. I'll requisition one." He kissed her back and held it for a moment, enjoying it with her.

She laughed a little, got up, and kissed him. "I dreamed about you too, and you won't be able to get me to tell you about it." She laid back down, and smiled. "I agree that what you can do in a bed, can also be done in a chair. Sometimes, you just need a chair. I've got a couch and a chair. I use it when I read or just was to curl up and cry. Chair is useful. Just get a couch. You probably don't even need a chair."

He laughed at the thought of her dreams and was intrigued and enticed but as she said, he probably wouldn't be able to get her to tell him about it. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled at her, kissing her forehead. "Yes ma'am. One couch coming right up." He would get one replicated and put together that week. Or maybe even today if he could manage it. "Do you want to go planetside, escape the thought of your parents?"

"Am I going by myself or are you coming with me?" She asked looking up at him. She knew that he would come, but still wanted to see what he would do. "Plus I know that you wouldn't mind some more sleep and possibly a shower. If you want to, you could also be putting the couch you're thinking about replicating together. By the way, I can help you with that." She smiled wondering what he was thinking.

He smiled at her, "I would come with you of course. I wouldn't abandon you to the world below, I would come with you if I could. We will all have leave so that won't be a problem." He grinned at her, "There are far more exciting things to do planetside than sleep I'm sure. Though the shower.." He looked towards the other side of his quarters, "Well I might get one of those now. You're welcome to stay." He winked and grinned widely, "Well we will get it together I'm sure."

She kissed him. "If you need to take a shower, then go ahead. I'm going to sleep in your bed. Which by the way is very comfortable." She kissed him again, and grinned. "I like that we're able to be together and not have to work around our schedules. We need more of this, or at least I need more of it." She kissed him again. "I'm going to stop now, and let you decide as to what you're going to do." She smiled and hoped that he would stay in bed; if not, she'd at least of his pillow.

He returned her kiss and smiled softly, "I just may at that." He leaned forward brushing his lips up her cheek before he sat up and took off his shirt again. He wondered why he had put it on in the first place. He didn't really need it. He was pulled back in by her kisses, returning them. "I love spending time with you Alyssa, I would give up anything for more of it so feel free to wake me up more frequently." He grinned and wrapped his arms around her, "You make the decision easy though." He kissed her passionately, holding her close. There would always be more time for a shower.

She returned his kiss, and smiled. "I was wondering why you put a shirt on, then I remembered that you're a gentleman." She kissed him again, then pulled back. "Are you okay with this? I don't want to push you or force you into anything that you're not comfortable doing." She was nervous and a bit tired, along with her subsiding angry that could fire back up at any moment. She had a hard time keeping her emotions in check, but she was trying not to rush into anything. She knew Kalen's history and her own. She didn't want to make the same mistake twice. "Sorry for sounding like a dude. I just want us to be comfortable... since I know our histories." She sighed. "You're going to be meeting my parents when they show up. You'll be meeting my dad." She shook her head already hearing the conversation her dad would have with him. "I wonder if there's a way to keep you from meeting them. I'm going to be looking into that, even if you're willing to meet them."

He nodded, "I had forgotten that it wasn't absolutely necessary, especially if we're alone together. But yes, it was for the sake of courtesy. Not that you probably don't like things better this way." He laughed and grinned cheekily at her. He thought for a moment and held her gaze for a moment, "I was worried about going too fast, I won't deny that. But I care so much about you Alyssa, I'm willing to sacrifice whatever I need to just to spend a few more minutes with you. It's not that I'm uncomfortable, I just wanted us both to be ready. We're adults and I wanted to come to the decision together." He nodded, with their pasts it was understandable. A lot of his loves had a way of turning to dust so he wanted to be careful. But with her, everything seemed perfect. And he knew that no matter what, he wouldn't ever let anything happen to her. And he wouldn't leave her. He kissed her just once more and tried to express all the emotion he felt, leaning in to the kiss. After a moment he pulled back once more, laughing slightly about the comments about her parents. "Well like I said, we can try to escape if you want to. We can't desert of course and I wouldn't want to. But we can take the largest amount of shore leave feasible if you want. Try to avoid the situation. But if we can't we can't. And if we see your parents together that's what our fate had in store for us. We'll deal with it together, I won't leave your side." He cuddled up against her and hugged her, "Though your father will probably chew me out to test my mettle. It's a man thing." He grinned.

She laughed. "I know, but my father happens to be very good. Plus he will bring up a past relationship that you'll probably need to know about, but I don't want to tell you because it sucked. We're just not going to be opening that box right now." She kissed him softly. She knew that he had to know about her being married once, but she really couldn't handle that right now. "I know you won't leave, but that may change after you meet my parents. My father is mild compared to my mother, who will rip you apart and eat you. She rarely shows her approval. Explains why I got disowned. This really isn't a happy topic." She breathed, to attempt to organize her thoughts better. Even with her past relationships, which normally ended with her having to start over somewhere, she felt more like herself with him. Which scared her yet gave her peace. It was weird feeling this way. She knew that he meant ever word, and was grateful that he knew her father would chat with him. "Glad to know that we're not rushing. It's a very good possibility that we'll run into my parents when we get back from shore leave. Lydia probably has this all planned out. We need a new topic. So what kind of couch are you thinking about replicating? Or are you in more of let's talk about us?" She wanted to not talk about her parents. "There's also the we can just not talk, and um be us. I kind of don't know what I'm talking about right now. Even without a shower, you smell good."

He smiled softly, "Well then I will make sure that my worth is well counted in his book. I would hate to be a disappointment." He nodded at her next comment and let it slide. If she wanted to talk about it, she'd talk about it when she wanted to talk about it. He shook his head, "I doubt it will change, I don't think there's anything that could willingly pull me away from you." He smiled, "I love blondes." He grinned and laughed merrily, enjoying his own joke. He smiled softly, "Well I will do my best to make sure she knows that she won't want to eat me." He pointed his thumbs at himself, "Meal for one." And she was his one, he knew that. He hoped they could go the distance, but he imagined all relationships started out with people hoping they could make it together. "Oh I'm sure she does, she seems crafty enough. I'd expect an ambush if I were us. Hmmm..how does one avoid a well placed ambush one sees coming but isn't sure from where?" He thought about it, "I should ask Taylor, he's a marine and has lived long enough to have survived ambushes like this. If your mother is trying to tear me up and eat me might as well treat it militarily..well without the weapons at least." He chuckled softly, "Well if I was going to have a chair I would have a high back 16th Century English chair upholstered in red satin that I could turn slowly in and look menacing whilst being completely comfortable. But a couch?" He shrugged his shoulders, "Something we can sit on together I suppose is the only necessity. You're the girl, aren't you the one who is supposed to care what the furniture looks like?" He smiled and kissed her, "I'll talk about whatever you want to talk about. We can talk about us and where we want to go." He shook his head, "Of course I smell good, but you smell better." He trailed a line of kisses from her lips down her neck, "And taste even better."

She kissed him. "Thank you. If you're able to get my mother's approval, we'll be married within hours rather we want to or not. My mother keeps what she likes. She may not like me, but you still have a chance." She laughed a little. "You don't have to make your worth count. I'll still be with you rather my parents wants us together He smior not that's if my parents don't scare you off. Glad to know that you love blondes. I was thinking about having pink or blue hair, but I guess that's not going to happen." She smiled, and kissed him again. "I should ask Taylor if he would be willing to throw my parents in the brig. It's a good idea. I'm doing it. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I actually care about what the furniture looks like. As long as it's comfortable enough to sleep on, it works." She thought about what they could talk about it. She was still laughing in her head about what if her mother approved and they were force to marry. She was also wondering how much of her hair had to be blonde so that she could put some color in. "Yes, Lydia may be crafty except I'm better at it and I use my craftiness to pull pranks. It's a well used talent that I enjoy having. If you get on the good side of my father, you should ask him about the time he, my mother, and two of their friends got tie-dye. All of them had to have their hair re-dyed to their natural colors. One of my favorite pranks that my parents hated." She kissed him again. "I don't know how I should feel about tasting better. Because we did discuss the possibility of my mother eating you. And yes, I caught that I'm the one who's permitted to eat you." She smiled, and kissed him passionately.

He smiled warmly at her and nodded, "I will do the best that I can." He quirked an eyebrow at her comment about marriage but wasn't totally against the idea. It was a little early in the relationship to consider, but he certainly wouldn't mind. He grinned at her and nodded, "I understand but I would like it if they approved of our relationship at least a little. If not well that's whatever. But I wouldn't mind." He shook his head and kissed her back, "Well maybe we will try that out, and yes it does. If you don't care and I don't care we obviously have to get something gaudy and audacious just because why not?" He pondered her pranks and hoped that he wouldn't have to deal with one of them. Not that it wasn't amusing or anything but he could only imagine with her skills that he would end up in quite the predicament. He laughed at the last little bits of her sentence, "Oh I won't eat you eat you." He grinned, "Good." He leaned into the kiss returning it with equal passion, running his tongue lightly over her lips, sliding his hands down her sides, holding her and pulling her close.

She continued to kiss him back, as one of her hands travel down and tugged on his boxers. She was debating on rather or not she should pull a prank on him. It would be fun to see and yet it could end badly. She also debated about them going too fast. She wanted to, but she wasn't exactly ready to jump... though her body was telling her otherwise. She knew that she would give in to him because it was rare to feel like someone actually wanted her for more than just her looks. She just needed to know that they were on the same page, and that no one was pushing the other to do something that they weren't ready for. She place one hand on his chest and the other on his abs, then push him away a little. "Just so we're both on the same page, you want to do this? You're not replicating a beat up old couch. It's not happening because I won't let you. Yes, you can do whatever style or design you want. It just can't be like you got it from a junk yard. Anyways, are we on the same page?" She bit her lower lip, which was an old habit that her father tried to stop her from doing since it gave her way.

He felt her hands move and was glad of it for a moment, he knew that even if this was probably what most people would consider to be fast, he felt it was right to be here with her. He couldn't think of a place he'd rather be in the world. He wanted her, there was no denying that, his body ached to touch her, to feel her bare skin under his fingertips. As she pulled back for a moment, his brain refocused on what she was saying rather than what he was feeling and where most of his blood was inevitably going to. He looked up into her eyes and reached up his hand to cup her cheek, stroking it with his thumb. He just lay there and smiled up at her taking in all of her beauty. There were so few rare moments in life where one was faced with a perfectly beautiful moment and he wanted to cherish all of his with her. "I won't push you into anything you don't want to do..but if you want to do this then I have no qualms against it. This is a perfect moment and I wouldn't trade it for anything else ever." He just lay there under her hands and smiled. "Well we'll get a nice couch then, I promise. It won't be a piece of junk." He grinned and leaned up to just meet her gaze from only a few inches away running his hands down to her hips he rested them there gently. "Yes, I believe we are on the same page." And with that he leaned in and recaptured her lips with his own.

She couldn’t help kissing him back, even with her mind scream at her to slow down. She wanted this, and frankly she needed this; which caused her brain to reminder what happened the last time. She didn't want to use him. She very much wanted to break that habit. Everything felt different when he was around, and she wanted to keep it that. Wanted this to work. That left her with one choice, and she didn't like it. She pushed him away and got off the bed, walking a few feet away with her back to him. "Sorry. I..." She didn't exactly know how to phrase it. "I want this to work. And I really wish you had something other than your bed." She really didn't want to explain anymore of her past to him. Somethings are meant to be kept secrets, and her using men happened to be one of them. She didn't know how he would response to this, but knew that if he came over, it was all over. She would sleep with him right then and there.

He watched her walk away and nodded his head, understanding. "I want this to work too. I'm sorry if I pushed too far or anything, but I'm willing to take the time to get back to this point if you want." He sidled to the edge of the bed and sat there looking up to her. He chuckled softly, "I promise I'll have a couch tomorrow if it's that important to you." He was confused slightly by her behaviour. One moment they were fine and the next it seemed like she was running scared for her life or her sanity. He couldn't tell which though. Women were harder to read then men, but something was going on he was sure. But he just watched her, unwilling to push her past her comfort zone. "I don't know what to do Alyssa, it isn't like me to go so swiftly or fall so quickly but I know in my heart that whatever decision you want to make, I will support it." He stood slowly but didn't move, "I just want you to be happy, and if that means you want to wait that's what we'll do." He hesitated, "And if you need to talk, I'll be here for that as well." He smiled warmly and waited, watching her intently. He was silly to start falling in love with her so fast, but that was the way it was seeming to going. And he wouldn't change any of that for the world.

She knew she had to do something to make up for her sudden stop. She went over to him and kissed him swiftly. "This is right. I just don't want to use you. And yes, having a couch will make me happy because I'll be less tempted to jump you every time I come and see you. Unless you really don't mind sleeping with each other every time I show up at your quarters. If that be the case, then don't bother getting any furniture." She smiled sweetly. Liking that he was trying to understand without pushing her too far. She wished that members of her family had this quality. "You didn't push. And we will get back to that point." She motioned to the bed. "But not right now. Probably later today or tomorrow. It depends on rather or not my family shows up. I really don't want to deal them, so I may end up camping out at your quarters. Don't worry." She smiled. "I've got a tent and everything." She kissed him again, and smiled. Her attempts to light the mood, probably failed, but she was at least trying to break a bad habit. "Everything is okay. I'm the one who fell first, so you're not alone in this."

He grinned and kissed her back. He nodded and understood what she was saying, "Well I'm not worried about being used, but I fully understand your concern. I have used and been used before so I know what that's like." He smiled softly, "Well if that isn't the greatest incentive to not get a couch I've ever heard. You know you're making this couch thing hard on me." He grinned and laughed warmly. He shook his head and smiled softly to himself. "If it was only that easy, hmm? But we probably shouldn't jump into something like that. Maybe after a month or so I'll get rid of the couch and we can go to just sleeping with one another whenever you show up. Make things exciting." He nodded and stroked her cheek with his finger, "I will be glad to see you every moment that I can. And you don't have to bring a tent. I have a bed." He ran his hand over it, "Just because it's my only piece of furniture doesn't necessarily mean we should have sex on it." He nodded and mussed her hair slightly, "I'm with you if you want me to come. We can face your family together if you want. I don't want you to feel alone in this either."

She laughed, then shrugged. "If I need you, you'll be there. I just want to avoid my family at all costs. My parents would give you a lecture then accuse you of sleeping with me when we're not married. It would be fun to watch with popcorn, but you wouldn't enjoy it. I'm not afraid of the floor, and frankly every inch of your quarters is fair game when it comes to sex." She smiled remembering some good times. "Just because you won't let me put a tent up doesn't mean I'm not bring a sleep bag. You can do whatever you would like with your quarters. Have a couch, don't have a couch. It really doesn't make a difference until you have more than me over here. I don't know how any guy would feel sitting on your bed with you." She laughed. "Now, I want you to take a shower then meet me in the shuttle bay. We'll go have fun on shore." She kissed him; knowing fully well that she would love to join him, but she really wanted to see the planet.

He nodded, knowing that he would of course come to her at her every beck and call. They could avoid her family, though unlikely they could accomplish this fact forever. After all if things continued going so well for them, he was an old fashioned kind of guy. He liked movies made on film of all things! Who would ever even think of that anymore? So of course being old fashioned he would have to speak to her father for his blessing of their possible union somewhere down the road a ways. He laughed, "Well I would probably not enjoy it. But you would, and that would probably be enough for me." He gazed at her and around his quarters and grinned slyly, "Naughty girl.." He licked his lips, entertaining the thought of pressing her against the wall for a moment or three. "I will get a couch, it'll be good for guests and give you more objects to work with for your every inch is fair game notion. I mean the floor can get only so exciting after a while." He pouted for a moment and gave her his puppy dog eyes for a minute after she told him she was going to leave for the moment but nodded, stretching his arms to the ceiling, showing off slightly. "Well I will certainly enjoy having fun with you, Alyssa. I'll be down in ten." He kissed her one last time and walked towards the shower, stripping his few articles of clothing left as he went to let her know what she missed out on by leaving, grinning to himself as he walked away.

She blushed as she checked him out, before heading to her own quarters. She need to leave, and clear head. She had ten minutes to get ready, and that was exactly what she was going to do.
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