The Color of Passion
Posted on Mon May 28th, 2018 @ 11:38pm by Lieutenant Commander Siivas McKenzie & Lieutenant Velth Andurean
Edited on on Mon May 28th, 2018 @ 11:38pm
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Mission:
Operation: Risa!
Location: Risa, Deltan Enclave
Timeline: 2265
Tags: Deltans,Siivas,relationship
Siivas slumped against the door to his suite, a Deltan enclave located on the ground and enclosed with environmental forcefields. He'd sent Xian off with the other girls, their suites in an adjoining area for mixed races that were "guests and companions" of the Deltans that were staying on Risa.
Deltans found professions on Risa that perfectly suited their desire to please though the self-imposed responsibility against sexual relationships with "proscribed species" was clear and still held. The "less durable" species, such as Humans, Risans and most of the other iron-based blood types were highly susceptible and far too easily influence by the biochemical emissions of the Deltans.
Siivas' suite was circular, with no hard edges or right angles, with a fluid organic feel with water and plants everywhere. Fruit hung from trees that thrived in the atrium, central to the suite with pillows all around it for the comfort of those who chose to sit or lay instead of standing. As Deltans were a highly social species, the arboretum was surrounded by more private dwellings, though there were no door, merely colorful and tasteful hangings that gave the sense of separation without truly anything of the sort.
Siivas paused and analyzed the scents of those in the room and of course, those already occupied on the floor or on the lip of the pool that lay at the center of the arboretum. The door opened behind him and Siivas turned, catching a glimpse of green skin and paused, seeing Andurean who gently pushed him to one side and entered. His skin was flushed and his scent was... interesting.
The Kolari had been drinking since late morning, when they had arrived at the beach, interspersing liquor with water and occasionally something to eat. Siivas had been dimly aware of all of that, in his delirious trance in the bright sun and the massage the young green man had given him with the lotions just prior. He'd been roused to move twice, once to flip over and receive another massage with lotions and then finally to retire for the evening. And now here he was, smelling... interested... and of course, he was copper-based.
Siivas faced Andurean and the other Deltans that had been approaching, a male and a female, paused and regarded them silently. Andureans' fingertips lingered on Siivas' chest where he had gently but firmly pushed Siivas aside so he could enter. Through them, Siivas sensed interest, through barriers made transparent to him, Siivas sensed Andurean's desires.
Siivas' hand rose and he placed his fingertips on Andurean's chest in a mirroring pose and pushed slightly. "This would be inappropriate," Siivas told him.
"Charybdis," Andurean said, pointing out the rest of that whole dynamic in one word and effectively ruining Siivas' preliminary argument.
Clearly this wasn't a casual approach, especially considering how much of a fight Andurean had put into them having to work together since their away mission and... that kiss. Siivas had had to admit to himself in private moments afterward that he had been roused to a height of passion he had rarely experienced since he was sixteen and had arrived on Delta, young and hormonal and stepping into the candy-land of a sex-based society.
"You're drunk," Siivas tried that argument, reaching for the obvious.
"I'm not," he replied softly and leaned towards Siivas slightly, pushing him against the wall. "I want to be," Andurean spoke softly, eyes boring into Siivas', "drunk in you."
Siivas allowed himself to be pushed against the wall and in spite of their situation, felt himself responding to Andurean. Siivas let his hand drop and brought up his other one, rest one on each of Andurean's hips. Andurean smiled, not coldly and leaned in and placed their foreheads together so they could share one another's scent.
Siivas' world narrowed to the color of passion