Surprise

Rommie felt Beka shift slightly as she woke from a deep sleep. She smiled to herself: Beka was always a little ‘frisky’ when she first woke up. She tightened her grip, keeping her arms tightly round the first officer, then slowly planted gentle kisses up and down Beka’s neck, waking her fully.

“Stop it: you know what that dose to me.” Beka purred.

“I know full well what it dose to you Captain Valentine; that’s why I do it.” Rommie smiled. Beka shifted, trying to find a way to free her arms, but Rommie held her tight, “No, I’m not letting you go until I’m done.”

Beka tilted her head, exposing more of her neck to Rommie’s kisses, “You know, it’s at times like this I miss it being just the two of us.”

“And here was me thinking it was your idea to include Dylan.” Rommie nibbled at her ear.

“It was, and I do love him, but he doesn’t have the time for this sort of thing: men just don’t have the patients for it. And he snores.”

Rommie moved one of her hands down lower, making Beka gasp, “Then we’ll have to find more diplomatic missions for him to go on.” Rommie’s hand probed Beka’s wet slit, then slowly traced its way up to her clit. She made slow circles, never touching the nerve bundle.

Beka shifted again, still trying to get free, but Rommie’s grip was the perfect balance of softness and security, impossible to brake. Beka tried to move her hip’s so that Rommie would brush against her, but the other woman responded by slipping back to her clit and taking it between finger and thumb, stared vibrating her hand at high speed.

“Fuck!” Beka saw stars as an intense orgasm flashed through her, her entire body going tense, then limp in Rommie’s arms.

“You like?”

“I like a lot!”

“Good.” Rommie increased the speed, sending Beka into a near continues series of orgasm, until they combined into one long continues one that had Beka screaming out her name. She took Beka to the point of unconsciousness, then stopped, “As much fun as it would be to continue this, you have to be in command in ten minuets: you know how Tyr gets when one of us is late.”

“You’re a cruel mistress Andromeda.” Beka frowned, still flushed.

“True; and you love me for it.” Rommie planted one last kiss on her lover’s neck.

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They made their way to command, arms around each other. They had just reached the doors to command when they opened and Tyr stormed out, “You’re five minuets late!” He stopped, smelling the sent of sex on the pair of them, “I’m glad that your relationship hasn’t effected discipline.”

Beka looked at him, and then turning, kissed Rommie deeply. The Avatar responded by grabbing Beka by the back of the head and holding her close. Tyr looked like he was about to say something, but instead turned and sprinted off down the corridor.

“And you called me cruel!” Rommie broke away from Beka in time to see him disappear around the first corner, “You know where going to have to get a new punch bag for the gym after this?”

“Once upon a time I thought that I might have feelings for Mr Anasazi, but he made it quite clear that he could never have feelings for a non-Nietzschean woman.”

“Well I for one am glad he didn’t reciprocate your feelings.” She leaned forwards to kiss Beka, but the first officer held up her hand to stop her.

“Like you said, I have to be in command, and with Harper away on Sinti with Dylan, you have to do all the general maintenance: ship, fix thy self.”

“And here was me hopping to have my wicked way with you behind the pilot’s station.” Rommie looked slightly upset, “Is this your way of getting back at me for earlier?”

“Rommie my love, I’ve only just begun: wait until tonight…”

TBC