Countenance is the key

Posted on Wed Sep 25th, 2024 @ 9:01pm by Commodore Finchley Kerr & Captain Yadira Tristen

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

Finchley walked into the room, and seeing Yadira with her back to him, he silently walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Well, how did such a beautiful woman such as you manage to stay so stunning...Captain?" he asked, kissing her neck.

"Mmmmmnnn Kerr that feels good. As for me being a beautiful woman, that is always keeping active and the other part is secret...but it does work," Yadira said. Getting up she walked to the couch and sat. "If you get me a Samarian Sunrise and chocolate ice cream I will tell you the secret," she said luring him to the couch.

Finchley smiled as he walked across to the replicator, "How can I possibly resist such and offer." On reaching it he said, "One Samarian Sunshine, a bowl of chocolate ice cream and a dark rum."

Instantly the food and two drinks appeared and he picked them up, Turning, he walked over to the couch where Yadira was sat and lowered himself onto the seat, passing her the ice cream and Samarian Sunshine.

He leaned forward, and with his lips lightly brushing up against Yadira's he asked, "So then, what's this secret you're going to tell me?"

Giggling, she pulled away and started eating her chocolate ice cream . Swirling the delicious dark chocolate ice cream making it look very erotic in her movements. "You wanted to know? Well hunk of a man, I have discovered, in my travels on official tasks, a species that had such beautiful skin. I asked them if I could get some of their lotion and they said yes. Well I had it analyzed and then duplicated it and I use it every day so my skin stays like what it is today", Yadira sipped her drink.

"Well, I have to say, this lotion is remarkable, you look glowing. Here's me thinking you can't have aged a day since we last met" Finchley replied, beginning to walk his fingers across the couch towards Yadira's thigh.

"Exploring already Imzadi," Yadira said smiling and liked his hand as he moved it on to her thigh. Leaning in, she ran her hand through his soft hair. We've been apart a long time haven't we?," she said continuing to rub his head and play with his ears as well.

Finchley enjoyed Yadira's touch, he hadn't felt it in such along time, it was exhilarating. There was a kind of electricity that she exuded, and being the recipient of it made his heart beat faster.

"You have no idea how much I've missed you" Finchley replied, his hand now on her thigh. Her skin was soft to the touch, but the tightness of her muscles drove him mad with desire. However, he stopped himself before going to far to fast, Yadira was right, they had been apart for a long time. He moved his hand to take hers, the one caressing his hair.

"You know, I've never looked at anyone else, or felt anything for anyone else as much as I have for you. I'm so sorry there wasn't time to explain why I had to leave before, I was forbidden to make contact,and that literally broke my heart" he said.

"It did more than break my heart. I ran into the Admirals office and yelled, screamed, threw stuff before security came and restrained me. After I cooled my heels, he said, "The next time I see an out burst like that, I will have you busted to an Ensign and conduct unbecoming an officer. Now GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!, " he shouted. "Do you know how fast I left his office? Boy all you saw was a flash and I was sitting in a corner in my quarters crying. It hurt deep!!," Yadira said as she remembered it and she started crying again. She buried her head into his chest and cried hard.

Finchley held Yadira close and comforted her, stroking her hair. "You know, I found out not that long ago that Admiral Thomson had retired and I found out where he was living. I paid him a visit and do you know what...it's amazing how many times people can apologise to you when you're holding their gonads in a vice like grip."

"Oh no Finchley! You didn't! You found him and grabbed him by the balls?", by now she was beginning to laugh. Just from what he said, it drew a very descriptive vision of him and the Admiral. "With a grip like that, I would be apologizing a million times, 'I'm sorry' ", Yadira said laughing the tears away.

Grabbing Kerr by the arm, Yadira started pulling him towards the bed in her quarters, " Now or later?", she asked Kerr.

Finchley allowed himself to be guided towards Yadira’s bedroom, and as they went he replied “If I’m honest, now and later.”

Feeling the heat of passion welling up from the bowels of her lower body making her sweat as her hands intertwined in his as she lays down gently on her bed. Gently she begins to take off his uniform sensually and provocative down to his pants and stops.

Allowing Yadira to undress him, Finchley's eyes closed as he reveled in her touch. His reverie took him back to when they'd very first met, many years before. He, a shy young Junior Officer, Yadira, a beautiful confidant alluring and dare he think it at the time, sexy, Senior Officer. He made any excuse he possibly could to go to Engineering just so he could catch a glimpse of her. Over time, he did manage to pluck up the courage to speak to her, albeit falteringly as his grasp of engineering was mediocre at best. She wasn't stupid though, she'd seen through his ploy and had finally called him out on it. Crumbling at her questions on his frequent visits to her department, he admitted that he wanted to get to know her better and their friendship started there and then. It took a little longer though before he plucked up the courage to ask her out as a date, but when he did, their relationship moved from being friends to becoming lovers...and he had to say, what lovers they became.

Snapping out of his dreaming, he realised Yadira had stopped undressing him and was now looking at him.

"Yadira, do you still have those clothes and accessories?" he asked, a twinkle in his eyes.

"Which ones" she asked him saying dreamily, as she started to gently slide his pants down his muscular backside to his knees. Her mind enjoying his sensual touch as he gently removed her tunic, stroking her hair and her soft smooth skin as he went making her mind flow like a silk fabric blowing in a soft breeze.

"The leather dress and boots" Finchley replied, allowing his hands to lightly draw across her breasts, watching as her nipples hardened. "Along with the accessories I gave you as a birthday present" he smiled.

"Yes I do but forget that just let your mind go and intertwine with mine and lift up with me into the moment", she said as she poked a hole into his to join with him.

Yadira’s mind continued to drift as Kerr’s hands continued to undress her. By now her mind had left both of them rising into a world where both had become one with each. For every stroke of his hands, she gently rose to meet the enticing joy that vibrated making her more erotic in nature.

Finchley was saddened that his question was just brushed aside, but, he went along with what Yadira said. He allowed his mind to drift, them becoming one with each other. As much as he tried though, his senses weren't as heightened as hers, but his senses were tingling a little.

But try as he might, he just couldn't get excited. "I'm sorry Yadira" he said as he stood up, "as much as I love you and want to be with you, this tantric sex thing isn't me, I'm more of a physical and visual intimacy kind of person, you know that."

He gathered his clothes and began dressing again, "I'll see myself out.

"Nooo Finchley, I am so sorry. Let me physically bring you back to physical touching and continue", she pleaded, as tears started rolling down her face. "Please. Join with me", grabbing his arm gently.

Finchley took off his clothes again and allowed himself to be guided back down onto the bed. Looking into Yadira's eyes, he said "I'm sorry that I'm not inclined towards what you were doing before sweetheart, it just doesn't do anything for me. A long time ago I said to you that I looked at your beauty and the way you dressed and that physicality blew my mind. As warped as this is going to sound, because I'm a soldier, it's always that physicality that keeps me going."

He reached his hand forward and cradled her face in his hand, "I love you for your mind and your body, but I also love the way you used to tease me in a dress sense and the things we did. Now, what did you have in mind?"

His hands made her body tremble with sheer joy. He knew just where she trembled the most, right between her breasts and down the curvature of her ribs and over her hips. Squirming, she moans softly as he works his hands back up to her hairline. "OMG Kerr! she said, working her hands thru his hair. Gently she strokes his hair and runs her own hands down his sides and then traces his muscle lines, and, ribs. Feeling his emotions, she continues to work her hands causing him to moan loudly.

"Oh Jesus .,. Yadira you still remember how to be the only woman that does this to me" Finchley said. Taking both her hands in one of his, he raised them above her head, and with his free hand, he began tracing his finger tips down the side of her neck, round the front on her chest and down between her breasts.He slowly, ever so slowly, began lightly circling one breast then the other, watching as her chest rose and fell at his touch, getting faster and faster as he dragged his nails lightly over her nipples, circling first one then the other. His own breathing was now quick, his desire for her growing with each passing moment. stopping his fingers now back in the middle of her chest, he began to move his fingers down her front, passing her breast bone, lingering on her flattened stomach, then moving slowly further down till he was just above her waist line.

"Now, about the way I liked you to dress" he whispered, "do you want to do something a little...naughty?" he asked.

Pulling the black to leather outfit from under the pillow, "Oh Wow!! Lookie see here....ummm smell the best leather. How soft it feels", she said as she gracefully put it on. One leg in one stirrup, and the other one like the other and started to put her arms into place and stood up for him to finish dressing her.

Finchley could smell the leather, it provoked an instant reaction inside him, his breathing quickened as he reached forward and very slowly and deliberately zipped Yadira's black leather catsuit up the back. He ran his hands gently down her arms and back up again, then along her shoulders and down her back, concentrating on cupping her tight buttocks in his hands. They were taught, muscular, and this turned him on tremendously.

"You look amazing Yadira, but your outfit's not complete, do you still have them, the one's I gave you during our last time together?" he asked.

"Oh you mean these?" she said, rubbing the kid glove softness gently up and down his tense manhood. She felt his emotions as she teased him, along with her's as they rose to a new level of heated passion. By now both bodies were glistening with sweat. Now time put on the boots ride into each other.

Finchley's breath caught in his throat as Yadira began rubbing his groin with her soft leather gloves. He eventually found his breath again and placed his hands on her upper arms as she continued to rub him.

"Do you have any idea of how you're making me feel Yadira?" he asked, then dropped his head at his mistake, "of course you do" he smiled. As she said to him about her putting on her boots, he knew there and then she could make him do anything and he would. She was his world when she was like this, he'd always loved her in leather, and he guessed she knew it. All he wanted was to be with her, caress her, fondle her, kiss her deeply...and make hot passionate love with her

She had him hook line and sinker to where she could take over. Taking one hand and running it through his hair while the other started to trace his abs gentle in light circles. Now she slid her hand stroking his muscles down his back in tiny circles, nipping his skin tenderly as she circled his body till she had the family jewels in both her hands passionate kneading them gently. Kissing each jewel as she worked her magic.

What Yadira was doing was driving Finchley wild with desire. He wanted to throw her on the bed and make frantic passionate love to her, yet at the same time, he wanted this to last a while yet.

His mind began thinking back to when they had been together before, the things they'd done, how they'd done them. This was a continuation of that, and here he was, at her mercy yet again, wanton and desiring her as only they could want and desire.

His manhood rose at her gentle stroking touch, the feel of her leather gloves on his skin, the way she knew exactly what speed to stroke him, making him wait, ensuring he would be ready for what was to come.

"Yadira, wait, I want you to put your boots on first before we carry on any further" he gasped.

"Aww, my poor darling", said Yadira. Sliding one boot on gently, she continued with keeping contact with his manhood. Carefully, she switched hands and put her other boot on. Bring up one knee to show him that, "Is this what you wanted my love," she said kissing his nipples gently and then bit him, chuckling.

"Oh yes, yes, that's exactly what I wanted" Finchley replied, his head going back in ecstasy. He wanted her so very very much, this was going to be a night to remember...

 

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