Uninhibited pleasure

Posted on Mon Nov 17th, 2025 @ 2:02am by Lieutenant JG Liriane T’Revassi-Belvaran

760 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: First Light
Location: Diplomatic Suite

As was common practice when meditating, the young hybrid was nude, her deep violet eyes entirely focused on the sphere. Usually, she would meditate in her meditation niche, but here she was out in the middle of the main living area, surrounded by the smooth, deep, dark sphere. The longer you looked, the sphere shifted, the smoothness disappeared, and a churning reflection appeared.

{Come on, Liriane, concentrate on the sphere, and your breathing,} the young hybrid thought, staring into the sphere and feeling that fear, no, not fear. Well, maybe it was fear, the fear of looking within oneself, looking for that calm, that silence, the silence that scares all. Her breathing started to slow as she sank deeper and deeper into the sphere, the swirling of the dark violet becoming more violent, but that wasn't entirely accurate.

Unbeknownst to her, her retainer was coming back with the last of her belongings, mainly clothing; it was the downside of being within the Corps, you never knew what you needed, or what was offensive, and all of that, so here she was on the Archlight with more clothes, shoes, and boots than probably the crew combined. "Right here," Alyndra said, nodding to the door which she walked up to, pressing her palm against the biometric reader.

Alyndra stepped aside to allow the quartermaster mates to enter with the crates, and they stopped within the entryway so that Alyndra could enter and lead them to where the crates would be dropped off. "Into the main living area, and then to your left," Alyndra said simply as she stepped into the entryway.

As the quartermaster mates entered the main living area, they stopped, mouths dropping open when they spotted the lovely nude backside of a late 20s Trill female. Alyndra was unaware of why they stopped until she walked past the second quartermaster mate. "Close your eyes, you daft fools, do you not know who this is?" Alyndra said quickly, as she moved forward and grabbed the black orchid featherlight robe, and draped it across her charge's shoulders, "Go, drop the crates, and get out," she demanded.

The quartermaster mates jumped, realizing what they had done, and now they had no idea who she was beyond being a diplomat; however, she was an officer, and not just someone in their own living space who deserved privacy. "Alyndra! What in the hell! Who are, what!?!" Liriane stammered quickly, snapping out of her meditation and wrapping her robe around her, as she tried to cover herself up as best as she could.

"Apologies, lieutenant, I didn't realize you would be out here, um, I was just collecting the last of your things from ...," but she stopped, because that didn't matter, "....apologies," she said again.

"It is okay, Alyndra," Liriane said with a soft smile, as she took Alyndra's hand and squeezed it, "I also know I should have been in my niche, but it just didn't feel right," Liriane said with a soft sigh, as the two quartermaster mates came out, they just stared at the floor, as they made there way out. And, as soon as the door swished closed, the two women just burst out into laughter.

"You are so gorgeous when you laugh," Alyndra whispered, as she allowed her fingers to trace, allowing herself to become way too familiar with her charge, something that had happened over the years that she has served her. Taking Liriane's hand, she led her back to the sleeping chamber. "Do you remember the first time we kissed?" she asked softly as the door closed behind them, and she resumed tracing her finger over Liriane's neck and shoulder, before placing a tender yet straightforward kiss on her shoulder.

Liriane melted into the touches, the kiss, and the feeling of being pulled into this again. And yes, she remembered their first kiss, the first night they spent together, the almost moments, and, of course, the nearly getting caught. It wasn't that it was same sex, it was more royalty and the 'help'. There was only one other person that she missed the touch of as much as she did Alyndra's, "Stay with me tonight, I don't want to be alone," Liriane said, lifting her chin, and kissing her on the lips, allowing her robe to drop to the ground.

And as they fell into bed, they allowed raw emotions to run over them, uninhibited, and just pure pleasure, which lasted through the night. It wasn't until the early hours that they both passed out in each other's arms.

 

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