Smoothing out a rough diamond

Posted on Fri Dec 20th, 2024 @ 12:06am by Lieutenant Commander Shoniara T'ghann-Dex. Doctor & Lieutenant Commander Kevin Kilbane

3,921 words; about a 20 minute read

Mission: The 'Eagle continues.
Location: Sickbay, USS Blackeagle
Timeline: Current.

Kevin Kilbane couldn't get the thought out of his head. Since returning to the ship, he'd thought of nothing else, and he walked around his quarters in a kind of daze.

"How...when...more to the point...am I really???" he said out loud though no-one was there to hear it. He stopped in front of the mirror, and looking at his reflection he said "Are you honestly going to do this, are your sure you want to do this, have you the right to do this?"

He looked away then looked back, "What do you mean, of course you're really going to do this, you have every right. I'm sure I'm unsure that I want to do this but surely you have to be sure that it's the right thing to do. As to having the right, why not, you have just as much right as anyone else!"

He looked away from the mirror and once again back at it, then pointing his finger at it said, "Be it on your own head mucker, you're the only one who can make the decision."

He stared at himself for several seconds, then sighed "Oh, I don't know, what if things weren't what they seemed, was it just me, was I the only one?"

Staring up at the ceiling in contemplation, he turned round and walked forward. Unfortunately he didn't see the rug and his foot caught the edge, sending him sprawling onto the floor. As he hit the ground, his head caught the edge of the coffee table there and he yelped.

"That's it Kevin, you make an idiot of yourself..." he said, lying on the floor holding his hand to his head. Taking it away, he saw the small amount of blood on his hand. He stood up and walked back to the mirror, looking at his reflection and seeing the bruised bump and little cut.

Deciding to get out of his room, he headed to Sickbay to get the bruise and cut seen to. A few minutes later, he walked through the doors and looked around to see if anyone was available.

Shon had been replacing some of the units in her new office within sickbay. She had replicated her new uniform and it looked good on her now lean and muscular body. She heard the doors open and walked out of the office to see….him. Her pulse jumped, she had not expected to see him again so soon. Grabbing her medical tricorder she walked towards him. “Lieutenant Commander, good morning what can I do for you?” She smiled her best smile.

"Good morning Doctor, or as it turns out 'not' so good a morning for me" Kilbane replied, "I was a little bit clumsy when I was in my quarters, tripped over a rug and hit my head on the side of the coffee table. I've given myself a bit of a bruise and a little cut. Could I ask you patch it up for me please."

“Wonderful” she said then “I didn’t mean wonderful that you had an accident but it’s……oh hell it’s good to see you.” She said as she ran her medical tricorder over his head. “You gave yourself quite a knock Lieutenant Commander.” Shon said.
She looked at him and realised the feelings she had begun to develop for him during their mission were still there. She snapped the tricorder shut and began to close the small laceration and remove the bruise. “Do you need anything for pain?” She asked.

~A kiss would be rather nice~ Kilbane thought to himself, then chastising himself said, "a mild sedative would probably help my sore head."

"Of course you may have a slight concussion. I would like you to stay off any work for the next twenty four hours. I can clear it with the Commodore if you like?......oh by the way I hope I'm not wrong?" She dialled up and injected a small amount of dilamodon. "There" she said. Turning his face towards hers she kissed him gently on the lips inhaling the taste of him. she stood back.

Kilbane was somewhat surprised at Shon kissing him, and after a momentary pause he said, "Yes, if you could contact the Commodore and let him know that, I would very much appreciate it. I, eh, the injection, thank you...but I believe the second part of the help for my headache hasn't quite reached my pain, perhaps if you repeated the process, it may work. Of course, you may have to give me help several times, till the pain subsides you understand."

She laughed, at least sickbay was empty. She moved her body next to his and put her arms round his neck. "Well I am your doctor" she breathed and kissed him softly and then again with more force her body responding to being in such close proximity.

As Shon moved in close to him and she placed her arms around his neck and kissed him, Kilbane felt a stirring within himself. Her body next to his, the sensuality of her kiss, then the more forceful kiss, it was heaven.

He placed his arms around her body, bringing her in a little closer, then allowing his hands to move down her back and onto her tight and toned backside he said, "You know, I could really get to liking this help you're giving me a lot."

He moved his mouth closer to hers, brushing Shon's lips with his and as he did so he lightly squeezed her backside.

"There was one other thing Doctor, seeing as I'm here already, I regret to say that I've not had a physical yet as there wasn't a qualified medic available before our mission began. If it's not inconvenient, perhaps you could perform for me...sorry, perform one on me now?"

She continued to hold him close feeling him hard between them. "The sort of physical I want to do on you cannot be done in sickbay. If you are free Lieutenant Commander please feel free to come and see me in my quarters this evening, that way I can examine places I would not do in a normal physical." she whispered, "It might be quite exacting if you are not up to it?"

The door opened and a crewman came in. Shon jumped away from him her face blushed.

Kilbane half turned away from the entering crewman, so as to not see his 'tent'.

Whispering back he said, "I'm sooooo free this evening, and yes, I'd love for you to examine those places, shall we say around nineteen thirty hours, if that's ok, what dress code should I wear?"

"Come as you like, but not too formal. I hope you like Vulcan food and are okay with cats. I want so much to kiss you again." she whispered.

"Roger re-dress code, yes I'm fine with Vulcan food, yes I'm ok with cats and I definitely want to kiss you again as well" Kilbane replied in the same whisper, "see you at your place at the appointed time. By the way, I do have to say this, you're one sexy Doctor...Doctor, I hope to see you later in latex...gloves that is, I meant latex glo..." and he stopped whispering, realising his face was now bale Esha beacon red, "...I best just go..."

Shon smiled as she walked away to deal with the next injury.


CMO QUARTERS 1900 HOURS.

Puss sat in his old cat tree purring and stretching in his sleep. The old Sehlat had been delivered from Vulcan and, after his long journey and frenzied reunion with Shon was, at last happy. It had taken her a long time to finish her evening meditation as thoughts of Finchley kept popping up in her brain. She put the finishing touches to the plomeek soup and plates of Karis’lcaj a Vulcan meal of eggs and rice. She had finished it with a chocolate mousse made of five different chocolates and a bottle of red and white wine. She had showered and dressed in a rose silk sheath dress and brushed her long black hair until it shone and placed some Vulcan caris flower perfume on her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror please with what she saw. Even naked under the dress she looked good. It felt safe to be back home on the Blackeagle after all her travels and she was determined to become one with the crew once again. “Somehow” she said out loud. Shon sat and waited for her dinner partner.

In his quarters, Kilbane was in a kafuffle, it had been a little while since he'd had a 'date night'. Several changes of clothes later, having replicated just about everything he could think of as casualwear, he was back to his first attempt.

"Ah well" he said to himself as he looked in his long mirror, "let's face it, you were last in line when God handed out the style gene!"

"Might as well wear suit of armour for all the good it'll do you..." he muttered. Looking at the clothes strewn on the bed and floor around his room, he closed his eyes and pointed. Opening them again he picked up the purple chinos, closed his eyes again and pointed once more. Opening them a second time, he picked up the yellow shirt and green waistcoat next to it. Last but not least, he closed his eyes, pointed in the direction of the floor where his footwear was and opened them up again. Sighing, he picked up the brown desert boots and put them on.

Looking in the long mirror once again, he let out another heavy sigh, "Might as well have gotten dressed in the dark then."

Picking up all the array of other clothes that had been discarded here there an everywhere, he put them back in the replicator and watched as they disappeared.

"Computer" he said to the replicator, "one bottle of champagne and a box of Rigilain puff balls."

Picking them up from the replicator, he gave himself one last look in the long mirror and then left his quarters. A few minutes later, he arrived at Shon's quarters and without hesitation he pressed the chime.

“Come in” she called and rose to greet him. As she smiled she couldn’t help notice his choice of clothes. She rather liked it and it made her heart a little more tender. Please, come in. If Puss gets up and rubs against you he is telling you he likes you and giving you permission to pet him. Otherwise leave him alone or he may get crotchety. Are they for me?” She asked as she padded over in her bare feet to get two champagne flutes.

"Actually no, I thought I'd bring them and eat and drink them myself" Kilbane said with a smile. "Yes, they're for you. It may have been a while since I dated anyone...I'm assuming this is a date...but I did remember that you didn't turn up empty handed. A lady should always be given champagne as a drink of choice, the Rigilian puff balls are a favourite of mine so I'm hoping you like them as well."

As she fetched the champagne flutes, he did then notice how beautiful she looked in her silk dress, "I say, you definitely cut a dash in that dress, you look magnificent."

“Thank you Kevin, if I may call you Kevin unless you would like me to continue with Lieutenant Commander?’ Please sit, make yourself at home.” She handed him a flute of champagne and smiling said, “by all means call it a date.” She took a Rigellian puff ball, sniffed it and put it into her mouth. The flavour burst onto her tongue. “Oh my, this tastes wonderful.”

"Well, it's either Kevin or 'Your Grace', and the second one doesn't see much light of day unless we're in a pickle during a mission and we have to deal with snobs" Kilbane replied.

"Well, you did invite me for a physical...not entirely sure how that fits into the evening, but I'm hoping it will, so yes, I'd like to think it's a date" he added.

Thanking her for the glass of champagne by raising his glass, he was glad Shon liked the puff balls. "So, what's on offer this evening then...for food I mean, not anything else, I mean, that would be terribly forward of me to think that anything else was on of...you know what, I'm actually going to stop talking now and let you."

“What is ‘Your Grace?” Shon asked. Call me Shon or Shoniara if you prefer. I wanted to cook you a Vulcan meal from scratch so we have plomeek soup to begin with with plain crusty bread, then Karis’lcaj which is a dish from my home province consisting of omlette and rice baked and served with a green salad and then the best dish of the whole meal, chocolate mousse made with chocolate from five different worlds so you can have a” she paused, “a taste of them all.”

She sniffed the air, “you smell good” she said, her heightened sense of smell picking his up.

"Well Shon, and don't think I'm being odd, it's the way I should be addressed by everyone" Kilbane replied, "even the Commodore funnily enough. My family hails from a Royal Scottish burgh called Sanquhar which was founded in the country of Scotland in fifteen ninety eight during the reign of the then monarch James the Sixth. My family was a supporter of the king and they were knighted and given land there, basically becoming the noble household. The title 'Lord' has been passed down to the eldest or surviving eldest son of the family. When anyone who's not of what is seen as equal social rank addresses or talks to me, they address me as 'Your Grace', that's my social title. However, I'm not that fussed, unless as I said, during a mission where social standings are a part 'of' the mission, it's seen as being advantageous. It's happened a couple of times and Bird, sorry, Commodore Kerr, gets a real kick out of it" he finished.

"Well i never thought i would connect with royalty" she said not really understanding. On Vulcan we have 'high families' but they are known only by their family names." She refilled his glass with champagne. "I have to warn you Vulcans, of course I am only half Vulcan on my Father's side, do not really react to alcohol. Myself however tend to be very....sensitive to it. However I love the taste. when you are ready we can eat?"

"I'm happy to eat you anytime...eat WITH you, I meant eat 'with' you" Kilbane answered, a little flustered, his thoughts haven been taken in by what Shon had said about her being sensitive to drink. Swallowing a large gulp of the champagne, inwardly kicked himself and told his brain to ~get it's act together!~

Shon showed him to his chair laughing inwardly at his fluster, her heart however was hammering as she tried to combat the alcohol flooding her system. She really just wanted to lead him to the huge bed and not bother about food but was afraid of being too forward. She served the soup. "This is something you either like of dislike violently but, I researched Scottish soup and I have something else called Cullen Skink if you would prefer?"

"No no, I'm more than happy to try something new" Kilbane replied, taking his bowl of plomeek soup and picking up his spoon. Putting the soup in his mouth, the taste was odd, not in a bad way, just different. After a couple of spoonful's, he really liked it, "This is really lovely Shon, you're an exceptionally good cook."

He glanced across at her as he bent his head forward to take another mouthful, as he did, he caught a glimpse of her ample cleavage. It took him a little by surprise that she didn't look like she seemed to wearing any upper clothing beneath her silk dress and he accidently dropped his spoon back down into the soup.

"Oh God, I'm sorry" he said apologetically, "breast...I mean best that I clean this up right away..." he added, realising his brain had now just totally gone on holiday.

Shon took her cloth and mopped up the little spots of soup on his shirt and trousers noting a large bulge. Her hand brushed across it and lingered just for a second. She sat down again and began her soup. "I am glad you like it Kevin, I love those Rigillian puffs you brought, very good to eat in bed I think." she filled his glass and her own once again knowing that she should have stopped two glasses ago. "Tell me a bit about yourself?" she said drinking some more delicious champagne.

~Oh my good God~ he said inwardly as she lingeringly brushed her hand across his 'tent'. When she mentioned eating the puff balls in bed he very nearly said about skipping the rest of the meal and just going there that very second.

Instead, he took a breath and said, "Well, I'm one of three children I have one brother and a sister. I was brought up on the family estate, but of I'm honest, I wasn't cut out for the day to day dealings of the upper crust as I've always had a bit of a wild streak in me. When my father died, it was assumed I'd take over the running of the estate as I was the oldest son, but I passed it over and decided that I wanted to join the Federation instead, I'd always been interested in adventure. I disappointed my mother of course, but Callum took my place and things just carried on as usual. When I passed my basic training I was sent to Mars to the Security Academy and was 'poached' by Starfleet Intelligence. The rest is...colourful shall we say, it's where I met Bird and we've served together ever since. What about you?"

A drk look flitted across her face and, for a moment he said nothing. "My mother was from Risa and met my father who was the Vulcan ambassador to the planet. They had me than my brother Mark in quick succession. I was a wild child, not at all like my father wanted me to be, I was always out of school, running away involved in petty theft, then Mark was just like me. We once managed to get halfway to Jupiter. then he was sent away to school on Vulcan and my behaviour got worse. I did everything to anger my parents although, strangely I loved them very much. The last straw was when I burst into a diplomatic initative and danced around. I was sent to my maternal grandfather who lived in a place called Yellowstone on Earth. He was what was once called a Native American, a Commanche. He lived on his own in a forest underneath a mountain and I fell in love with animals and the wilderness. I began to learn the art of healing and, after two years decided to become a Doctor."

She stood and took his empty soup bowl. "I'm glad you like it" she said as she served the main course. This is a simple Commanche dish of baked eggs and rice. She served some warm crusty bread with a dipping sauce. This is made with ground vala root, garlic, cumin and muscovado sugar." She sat down." Well when I was of age I entered medical school, did amazingly well and joined Starfleet on a fast ticket. Anyway you don't want to hear about me. Do you like it?" she asked.

~No, but I want to see and do naughty things with you~ he sighed inwardly. " It looks delightful" Kilbane replied, and why wouldn't I want to hear about you, except that you joined Starfleet, got fast tracked and became a Doctor, I don't know that much. What kind of things are you into?" he asked, beginning to eat his meal.

Shon stood, took her plate and put it on the counter. "Let's get straight to the chocolate, I love chocolate." She put the huge mousse on the table gave him a bowl and smiled. "I was married to a Starfleet Commander, we had a daughter. There was a Klingon incursion on a planet called Ensara, we were living there but I ended up running a clinic when the first wave came. I waited to help as many colonists as I could escape. Got home too late, watched as Mark and Shasta burned to death. I was badly burned. Things were very bad after that. I left Starfleet, began to drink heavily then got addicted to a Klingon drug, worked for a while as a pilot for miners on Arycbyte." She seemed to snap out of it and helped herself to the rich chocolate.

What do I like to do, Free climbing, swimming, surfing, riding horses, chess, flying and sex, not necessarily at the same time" she laughed.

"I really am most terribly sorry to hear about the death's of your husband and daughter, your grief must have seemed insurmountable" Kilbane replied, putting his bowl and spoon down. "It's understandable that you turned to drink and drugs, I'm just glad you've been able to break those habits. In regards to your likes of things to do, swimming, flying, chess and sex we have in common and as with you not necessarily in that order either. I can throw in archaeology, shooting and photography as some of my likes."

Shon began to laugh, it all sounded so strange. She stood and moving too him took his hand, "lets go to bed?"

Kilbane stood up, still holding Shon's hand, "No dear lady, and it's not because I don't want to, I dearly do. However, this is our first evening together, our first date, and I want to at least appear to show I still have 'some' of my gentlemanly chivalrous honour left. I've had a delightful time, you're company is sparkling, your cooking is sublime and your cat has been so well behaved, I actually forgot he was here."

He raised her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it, "I think we've also had a glass or two of bubbly more than we should have, so best I go and allow you to have a good nights rest and sleep. Pleasant dreams my dear, heaven knows you deserve it."

Shon nodded, she knew he was right as she walked to the door with him. Once he had left she cleared some of the dishes away got dressed, called Puss to her and began her nighttime run. The pair pounded along the deck until Puss had had enough. She bent down and caressed his ears. “Getting old old man,” she whispered into his neck. “Let’s go to bed, at least you will.” They walked slowly back until she had to carry him. They entered their quarters, she fed him and watched him climb up to sleep. Shon showered and climbed into bed wishing she had done things, said things differently. The last thing she felt before Morpheus took her was a kiss on her hand.

 

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