Shane sat at the table alone. Jake and Talia had gone off for a little one-on-one rec time. She dredged her fries though the catsup again and looked around the lounge. She'd go see Morgan Bicardi about Talia. She smiled, stood, tossed her trash and headed out of the lounge and to the Captain's office.
She buzzed and waited, feeling like she was on fire. The door opened and Captain Bicardi stood behind his desk sipping a cup of raktanjino. "Sir, I wish to speak with you."
"Enter." He watched as the voluptuous, but stocky fighter pilot stepped into his room and assumed an at ease stance. "What's on your mind, Lieutenant?"
"Sir. I request that you back off of my partner--Lt. Tigre."
Morgan walked around his desk and leaned against it, his arms crossed over his chest, and thought for a moment before saying, "Fine." He saw Shannon Vansen sigh and take a relieved breath. He stepped forward and placed his hands on either side of her face and pulled her in for a kiss.
Startled, she tried to pull back but found that he had a firm grip on her face and his fingers were caught in her hair. She quick jabbed him with the heel of her hand in the solar plexus and when he grunted she brought both hands up between them, turned, and broke his grip. She stood pantingtrying to catch her breath.
"Ka'pah" He yelled grabbing a handful of her flight gear and pulling her back into him. He kissed her a second time and this time she bit his lip, which made him grin and slam her back into the wall. She rebounded and ducked, heading for the door only to be strong armed. Kneeling she waited and forced herself to take a deep breath.
"Captain!" She yelled in his face, coming to her feet, at the same time trying to deliver an upper cut to his stomach. He dived and tackled her, taking her to the deck with himself on top of her and his hands behind her back. "Upfh."
"Give it up, Lieutenant." He said when he leaned in to kiss her neck and shoulders. She took advantage and since her arms were pinned under him she saw his ear and bit it.
He screamed and shifted his weight on her and ripped the flight suit parallel to its closures. He kissed her and licked the blood off his lips. "Hmmmm, I'm going to make an exception to the 'no human' rule..."
She kissed him and could feel his warm hands caressing her and soon she said, "I'm making an exception to the 'no Klingon' rule..." Soon both were withering on the deck of his office. She knew she was going to have scratches and bruises she would be hard pressed to explain, but oh hell...