After Dinner

Posted on Thu Jul 4th, 2019 @ 11:43pm by Vivyra & Lieutenant Jane Sinclair MD, DVM

1,264 words; about a 6 minute read

Mission: Mission 2 - Love ORION Mistaken
Location: Jane's Quarters

Dinner was done. The group of friends and shipmates had enjoyed their evening of bonding over Jane’s delicious food, and now the blue-haired Doctor got to enjoy the rest of her night with the green-skinned beauty that she found herself falling in love with. As Vivyra was loading dishes onto the cart, for Jane to return to the galley later, Jane came up to her from behind and wrapped both arms around her lover’s waist.

“I had a great time with you tonight, Viv,” Jane said before planting soft kisses on the green neck in front of her. “Did you enjoy your dinner?”

"I did," Vivyra replied, offering more of her neck to Jane. "Feels to me that you're looking forward more to dessert. I know that I am."

“About that,” Jane said as she kissed more of the offered neck. “I have something of a specific request. Something you mentioned yesterday and that I’ve read about.” She pulled back and spun Vivyra around to face her. “Can you dance for me?”

"You would like that of me?" Vivyra asked, her smile getting wider. "I would be happy to do so, but I have been told that my dance could make others delirious with lust."

“You already make me delirious with lust,” Jane replied, her voice low and husky. “I want to see you dance, Vivyra. I want to experience everything about you.” She put the last dish onto the cart, took both of Vivyra’s hands, and pulled her toward the couch. “If I sit here, is this enough floor space for you?”

Vivyra answered, "I do not need much room at all." Her hip jutted out in a display of pure sexuality. It was completely effortless. Her hips started to sway sensually. "Would you like me to dance with or without music?" Vivyra asked in a tempestuous tone.

“Will music...enhance the experience?” Jane asked. She took a seat, her eyes locked on Vivyra’s hips. She licked her lips in anticipation. She gestured to a console on the wall. “That’s where I play music from. It’s organized by genre. I have a bit of everything, mostly instrumental. Select what’s best. I trust you entirely.”

"It might," Vivyra equivocated as she moved to the wall console. She let her tongue trail over her lips. "I am not certain that I am familiar with all of these genres. Maybe I should just pick one at random...."

Jane remembered what she’d read about Orion dancing, and thought to the most appropriate music. “Fifth album from the top. It’s a mix of music from all over Earth, instrumental only. Caribbean, Asia, Africa. The fifth track is a mix from the Middle East. It should work for you.”

Vivyra slipped off her footwear, baring her feet. She then took the fifth album and hit the tracks until she was at the fifth one. Arabian music started to play. Nearly instantly, Vivyra's submissive attitude changed to that of a hungry animal. She flipped her hair, her eyes sharpened with desire and hunger. Her long hair also seemed to take on a life of its own. Once combed and carefully stroked, Vivyra's hair became looser, freer, and most wild.

Even before Vivyra took a step, her body girated from the the hips up. She bent in nearly impossible positions as she let the music flow through her and out through her body. Her contortions were not awkward. They were alluring. Her wild eyes had an animalistic, come hither look to them as she started to twirl closer and closer to Jane.

Jane sat still on the couch, her eyes locked on the Orion beauty contorting before her. She was entranced by Vivyra's movement. She didn't know what to do with herself. Her skin began to tingle in anticipation. She could only sit and watch.

It did not take long for Vivyra to get close to Jane. Vivyra put her hands on Jane's knees, moved her face towards Jane's face, and then slowly lowered herself until Vivyra's body was moving from side to side with her face near Jane's stomach. Vivyra placed her hands on each of Jane's sides for just a second, and then slowly worked her way back up. Vivyra's lips were slightly parted and her breath was hot on Jane. Vivyra gave a hungry look into Jane's eyes.

It was taking all of Jane’s self control not to take Vivyra’s face in her hands and kiss her, rip her dress off, and make her squirm. Another equally hungry part was desperate to see this dance continue. A third part wanted to use the Orion for her own selfish pleasure and gratification. All three parts competed for Jane’s next move. “Tell me,” Jane said softly, between heavy breaths, “is this the sort of dance where I have permission to touch the dancer?” She slowly ran her hands around Vivyra’s waist. “And how comfortable am I allowed to be when I watch you?” She slid her hands back to herself and reached to the zipper on the back of her own dress.

"It is rare for anyone to last as long as this," Vivyra admitted in a sultry and hungry voice. "You have permission to do whatever you want with me, lover. Make yourself as comfortable as you want," she told Jane, gently brushing her lips against Jane's but pulling them away just before Jane could kiss her back.

Jane tried to follow Vivyra's lips as she pulled away, but couldn't keep up. Left longing for more, she unzipped the back of her dress as best as she could, pulled her arms out of her sleeves, and pushed the dress down her body. Vivyra stood too close (as if such a thing were possible) for her to stand, but she managed to get out of her clothes with a bit of effort. Comfortable in her matching black bra and panties, she stared hungrily at the woman who just called her lover. She put on a mock-firm tone. "Vivyra. What I want is for you to relieve yourself of all these extra layers you have on. You must be entirely too warm." She smiled widely, showing teeth and a hungry expression.

Vivyra did not need any encouragement. She wriggled out of her clothing while kissing Jane passionately. She then took Jane into her arms and growled animalistically, "Make me yours."

“Damn right I will,” Jane replied. She ran her fingers through Vivyra’s hair and firmly gripped the back of her head. She pulled Vivyra into another kiss and held her to her own lips. She was never the dominant one but tonight she was overwhelmed by her urge to take this woman for herself. She broke the kiss only to speak. “Tonight.” Kiss. “You’re mine.” Kiss. “To do with.” Kiss. “As I please.” She let go of the Orion’s hair long enough to unhook her own bra and slide down her panties. “Say it. What are you tonight?”

"I'm your slave," Vivyra replied happily. Submissively Vivyra waited for Jane to do with her as she pleased.

On any other day, Doctor Jane Elisabeth Sinclair, MD, DVM, Lieutenant in Starfleet, would have been most put off by such language. She wouldn’t want a slave; she’d want an equal to share all aspects of her life with.

But not tonight. Tonight she was mistress, and Vivyra bound to her. “Pleasure me, slave.”

With a smile and a nod, Vivyra set about doing just that.

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