Confused Feelings, Awkward Encounters
Posted on Thu Jul 16th, 2020 @ 3:26pm by Lieutenant Baktosh Redclaw & Lieutenant Commander Zayn Satu M.D.
Mission:
Mission 4: Strange Happenings
Location: Various
Timeline: 2389 215 at 1830
It had been a long day for Lieutenant Baktosh Redclaw. A long shift at tactical, followed by significant work with his security staff. It was drill day and Teams 1 through 4 fought off ‘intruders’ (really Teams 5 and 6). They won, but took ‘losses’. As a result, Baktosh was in his office later than he’d prefer, reviewing footage to see what went wrong during the drill.
Glad Baktosh was in his office, Satu made her way down to security and ignored the glances her way and whispers behind her back. No, she was on a mission to bring her best friend dinner and skedaddle back to her quarters. With a deep breath, she pressed the chime to his office door while balancing the semi-hot plate on one hand. It took all her effort to not just put the plate down at his door and run away. But there were people watching. And that would be more embarrassing than awkwardly giving him dinner.
The security chief looked up and called for the door to open. “Ah, Satu! Come in!” He paused his video and stood from his seat. “What do you have there?” He hadn’t seen her since the awkward encounter in his room after she helped him and his hearing, and when he was allowed to use her shower that evening, just as awkwardly. “Please, have a seat.”
"Made you dinner," she said, stepping in to the room just far enough that the door closed, but regretted it. Now she was alone with him and her heart was in her throat again. "C-can't stay, wanted to just drop it off for you," she set the plate on his desk and backed away again. "Enjoy.... kay, bye!" She sounded flustered and gave an awkward wave before spinning on her heels and leaving his office quickly.
Huh. I guess we’re still not ready to talk after that incident, thought Baktosh. Still, how thoughtful! I’ll say thank-you and use that as an opportunity to open a dialogue. He picked up his utensils and began cutting into the steak, which looked like it had been cooked perfectly. The smell filled his nostrils and made his mouth water.
A vision of Satu cooking him this yummy meal entered his head as he chewed the first bite. What a great friend! I do need to talk to her. He continued eating, loving every bite.
He recycled the dishes finished his rounds, knowing he’d go talk to Satu later in the evening.
It was close to 2200 hours when he finally finished working. But Baktosh knew that Satu was still awake. Before chiming the door he could smell her sweat through it. She was doing more yoga probably, or some other kind of workout.
He chimed the door and waited.
Having just gotten into a difficult pose, Satu sighed when the chime went off. "Come in!" She called, though her voice sounded a tiny bit strained. Normally she did her yoga in the mornings before starting her day or in the early evening in the gym, but tonight she felt tense and needed to unwind. She had her eyes closed, since she was upside-down.
The door opened and Baktosh stepped inside. He froze when he saw Satu in her yoga pose. Standing on her feet, her legs were splayed and she was bent at the waist so far that her head was on the ground. She was facing him, but so too was her spread posterior under tight workout shorts.
He had intended to say thank-you and open a dialogue about the odd tension between them. Instead, tension was rapidly increasing.
Despite best efforts, he couldn’t keep in a growl.
Opening her eyes, Satu looked up at him and flushed. "Oh.. uhm... hi Baktosh... I... uhm... needed to release tension, so.. yoga..." She paused and bit her lip, trying to examine him while she was upside down. "Is everything alright?" She asked as her eyes slid over his uniform-covered body. It didn't take a genius to see the arousal starting and she was instantly reminded of the incident a few days prior and felt her own arousal stir.
He could spot her own arousal too. Her shorts left little to the imagination and he could smell pheromones.
“You need to release tension,” he repeated. “I came to say thank-you for dinner. And I think I know how.” He took another few steps forward and growled again, louder this time. He put his large paws on her thighs.
As he reached her, she gasped but didn't move. "A-and what would that be?" She asked, moving her arms up and then back down to brace herself on the floor now that his paws were holding her thighs. She shifted slightly moving slightly closer to him as she planted from fingertips to elbow on the ground to keep herself upright.
Sensing how she was receiving this properly, he used a claw to cut her shorts off.
This act elicited another gasp followed by a quickening of her breath. "B-Baktooosh," she said with a soft a moan as the fabric of her shorts fell away from her.
No longer having the decorum of a Starfleet Officer, he quickly doffed his uniform. He was ready, but Satu was small. She wasn’t ready. He bent down and used his muscular tongue to ensure she was adequately prepared for what was to come.
Moaning, Satu couldn't help but press back into Baktosh. It had been so long since she'd been touched by another, and she was loving every second of this. "Ooooooohhh... B-Baaaaktoooosh!!!" The tongue was rougher than she was used to, yet not as rough as she expected, but it felt oh so good against the soft flesh between her legs.
His ministrations became more and more intense as he heard and felt her responding to him. He felt that she was approaching climax. But he did not go faster. No, he stopped completely.
Groaning when he stopped, but didn't move as she could feel him moving behind her. Her legs were quivering already and she wasn't sure she'd be able to stay in this position for long, but then again, Baktosh was big and strong, he could hold her up.
Baktosh stood to his full height and, with a surprising gentleness at first, began to enjoy his friend’s body himself.
Satu groaned as he switched gears. She wasn't quite ready for the feeling, and so nearly pulled away from him, but held still, enjoying every moment. "Oh... oooooooh... yess.... Baktossssshhh!!!"
He didn’t hear her words. He wasn’t listening. Not anymore. But he knew exactly what she was saying. She was enjoying this, as he was; how he was taking what pleasure he could from his friend’s body. He began making feral growls as he approached release.
She felt all of the muscles in her body tightening, feeling like a spring waiting to be released. And then... sweet sweet release. Her back arched and she cried out.
Having heard a slight growl, and recognizing it as Baktosh, Satu had opened her eyes, realized the position she was in and attempted to straighten out. Except, she hadn't been able to. Instead her arms flailed and then she toppled over, letting out a yelp of surprise and pain as she landed hard on her left hip. Groaning, she pulled herself to her feet and leaned on the back of a nearby chair holding her hip. A few choice, and from her quite rare, words were uttered before she realized that Baktosh was still just standing there, staring at the place she'd been.
"Uh... Baktosh... you ok? Baaaaktoooosh?? Hello?" Satu hobbled toward him, but stopped midway to lean against one of the stools at the counter. "Uh... reality to Baktosh? You ok? Baktossssshhh!?" She hobbled closer, reached out and grabbed his arm. "Hey!"
The touch of his arm brought him out of his reverie. For a moment he was confused, until he realized that he had let his mind wander. Not just wander, but wander far and down a deep rabbit hole he shouldn't be exploring. "I--I'm sorry," he said abruptly. "I just came to say thank-you and...I'm sorry, but I should probably go. Thank you for the food. You're a good friend for making it and it tasted delicious." Hair along his spine rose as he mind connected what he last said to his...fantasy? "I should go." He almost turned and then stopped and turned back around. That's when he realized she was standing awkwardly. "Wait, are you hurt? You fell a second ago, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, just bruised my hip," she said waving a hand. "I can fix myself up later," she added trying to stand straighter and doing so, mostly without pain. Satu managed to not wince and to look mostly ok. "See, better already," she added. "I was worried about you there, you kinda broke mid-word...."
“I know, I’m sorry,” he said. “My mind wandered. I’m sorry if I scared you. I’ll go. Thank you again for dinner, Satu.”
"You didn't scare me, I just worried," Satu shook her head. "I am a doctor after all, it's what I do. Especially for friends," she liked having something to focus on that wasn't their awkward encounter. However, now Baktosh was being awkward and she flushed at thinking of possibilities, now realizing fully what view he would have had coming in to her quarters. "I... uhm... ok... have a good night?" She paused and bit her lip. "A-and you're welcome..."
Baktosh straightened his posture and looked toward the door. “Good night, Satu.” On his way out, his eye caught on something on the table. It looked like plaster and the material used to make plastic moulds. “Oh, are you doing a craft?” he asked, stepping a little bit closer to the table.
Turning red, Satu turned and looked at the items he was looking at. "U-uhm... making.. medical education... items..." She moved around the counter and tried to move things slightly as though she was showing him some of the things she was making and not trying to hide the more embarrassing item she had been working on.
“Oh, interesting,” Baktosh said. Indeed, there were a few moulds of obvious body parts. Bones that were likeliest to break in typical Starfleet work. One looked like a human heart. He caught a glimpse of one other that almost made an eyebrow rise. Oh, is that what humanoids think of as large? he wondered.
“Well, again, I should go. Good night, Satu. Thank you for dinner.”
Noticing where his eyes landed, Satu turned red and stammered a goodbye at him. Then she began hurriedly cleaning up her creations and supplies. 'Idiot... how could you forget to put these away...' she chastised herself as she felt even more embarrassed than she had before.
He took her silence as a cue to leave and quickly found himself outside her quarters. This hadn’t gone as he had planned. He went by to help break down their awkwardness after she did such a nice thing for him. Instead his mind wandered to carnal fantasy, embarrassing himself in front of her.
He hoped this was just a rut.